<?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-1875733085655580537</id><updated>2012-02-05T01:14:03.910-08:00</updated><category term='take me away...'/><title type='text'>You can Stand Out without Standing on someone</title><subtitle type='html'>You can also be victorious without having victims</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>482</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-5006711204970817817</id><published>2011-01-10T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T07:10:25.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woRK!</title><content type='html'>Today i went for an interview at Educare at Section 16/6! It went well and i got the job! Working around kids was definitely not in my to-do-list and it's an unexpected thing to do. I hope that everything will work out and i'm so very nervous about the kids not liking me, all i can do is give in my best and hope they find me non hostile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-5006711204970817817?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5006711204970817817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=5006711204970817817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5006711204970817817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5006711204970817817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2011/01/work.html' title='woRK!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-9160709251665925436</id><published>2010-12-31T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T08:13:08.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year!</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure if it applies for all of you who reads my blog still, but for me, everytime at the count down, i'll feel emotional and touched, another year has passed, i think of all the bad things that i've done and the achievements that i've managed. I sincerely apologize to those who i've hurt, physically, emotionally, psychologically. and i want to thank those who stayed by my side to help me through my difficult times. Thank you mommy, thank you to my awesome SAM teachers at taylors. Thank you thank you thank you, God! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fireworks light up the sky, dontcha wish the person you love is holding you right now, enjoying the scene? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year, you promised me, that today now at this very moment, we would be watching the fireworks together, but this also is an empty promise like all the previous ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've accepted that. So i'm moving on =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best of luck to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New year, new day, how am i gonna celebrate the first day of the year? Work at 6am in the morning! Awesome! So grateful i have a job!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-9160709251665925436?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/9160709251665925436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=9160709251665925436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/9160709251665925436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/9160709251665925436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-year.html' title='New Year!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-1198924373248032758</id><published>2010-12-15T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T09:51:03.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps</title><content type='html'>Perhaps one day you will realize you should've done so much more that you could have.&lt;br /&gt;That you could have worked an extra mile, gave an extra kiss to your mom, spent more time with your dog, or sit longer hours to finish up your work because you'll never know when your last second of your life will come and it will be too late to change a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one day, you would come to love me and hold me, like it is the last day of the world, but till now? Not happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-1198924373248032758?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1198924373248032758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=1198924373248032758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1198924373248032758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1198924373248032758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/12/perhaps.html' title='Perhaps'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-784412038252962513</id><published>2010-11-14T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T08:00:40.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery in my trash</title><content type='html'>I was cleaning up my stuff as i promised my mom that i would after my finals.&lt;div&gt;I was looking through the notebooks and tearing out used pages to recycle them so that the pages unused will be reused next year or so on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i discovered something, i'm not quite sure if i wrote it out, but if i did, i think i'd be impressed with myself, knowing my chinese only had a C for SPM, but if it was taken from a lyrics, all credits go to the person =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here goes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在爱情中， 学会了爱惜，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在生活中， 得知了痛苦，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在恼中， 知道了爱你，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在人群中， 看到了寻找很久的自己。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看到了未来，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;抛弃了后来，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在发现到你的原来，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当时， 痛苦就来。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;跌倒了，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;鼓起勇气，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;深呼吸，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;再次爬起来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;向前冲！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;人生总有痛苦和快乐的时光，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有上就会有下，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不要得意忘形，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;也不要过度操劳。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;发现了美丽，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;就会分辨了丑陋，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;拿来比较，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;宁可把丑陋的忘了，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;留下美好的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Impressive huh? I know hahahhaa, grats to the person who wrote it, it was impressive to me, even tho it's written with just basic chinese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-784412038252962513?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/784412038252962513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=784412038252962513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/784412038252962513'/><link rel='self' 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help me fine these songs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fall Afresh On Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both my New Creation Church (NCC)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks peeps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-5833215575954190776?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5833215575954190776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=5833215575954190776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5833215575954190776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5833215575954190776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-500th-post.html' title='my 500th post!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-1168221974297198805</id><published>2010-10-01T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T21:02:24.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You too?</title><content type='html'>cry silently, tears roll down ur cheek, when someone comes into the same room as u, just calmly wipe ur tears away and pretend that nothing's wrong.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not really a good way to start a morning huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, my pajamas is wet now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-1168221974297198805?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1168221974297198805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=1168221974297198805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1168221974297198805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1168221974297198805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-too.html' title='You too?'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-3796654791887360399</id><published>2010-09-15T06:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T06:55:04.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT AM I DOING?</title><content type='html'>trying to impress you, dress up trying to look beautiful.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when u're leaving soon, i should just give u my blessing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;curl my hair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what for when u're not gonna be around to see it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-3796654791887360399?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3796654791887360399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=3796654791887360399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3796654791887360399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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soft suspensions is SUPER FUN? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you haven tried it, do try. It is SUPER HIGH, it is like my weed. Cant get enough of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was young, i was on the motorbike and u never fail to make me giggle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18 years later, i'm in a car, and u still do your job well, by making me laugh my ass off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU BUMP, i hope to see you wherever i go when i drive. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are the reason why i drive, so that i can run over you at laugh like a lunatic after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*still high on bumps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my mysterious and wonderful God, thank You, for giving the creativity to men to make bumps. You are the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praise You!&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/1875733085655580537-246258312252601837?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/246258312252601837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=246258312252601837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/246258312252601837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/246258312252601837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/09/enlightenment.html' title='Enlightenment'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-4084040313904362640</id><published>2010-08-06T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T05:14:13.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dewey</title><content type='html'>OH MY GODDDD.. today i went to the pet shop, and saw this small white shih tzu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me totally of dewey, i have never seen another pure white shih tzu after dewey since he was a pup! but now that dewey's brown on the ears. He's still super adorable!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-4084040313904362640?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4084040313904362640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=4084040313904362640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/4084040313904362640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/4084040313904362640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/08/dewey.html' title='Dewey'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-986830038016172985</id><published>2010-07-26T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T06:49:12.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ESL assignment!</title><content type='html'>had to write a self reflective essay of 300 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was cool i guess. manage to complete 3 in less than half an hour. will post it up here soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-986830038016172985?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-7063242073657975383</id><published>2010-07-21T05:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T05:51:21.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>very pissed</title><content type='html'>he kept calling me after college, i was pretty pissed, of what he did. what he shared with other ppl. i felt like i was blamed for it totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what ass hole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuckk you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7063242073657975383?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7063242073657975383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-6243528465573717686</id><published>2010-07-20T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T03:12:03.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fell sick =(</title><content type='html'>Went home early on monday cos i was feeling very sick, missed out on the assessment practical, didnt bring my lab coat, after the break, went home after teman chloe drink her mushroom soup, mom picked me home then i rested there, as the night came, fell more and more sick. but insisted that i dont want to go to the doctor. my dad came over to check on me, and also to bring my cousin to see my mom, who just came back from australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday woke up still knida sick but the fever is gone, headaches and flus. Ate subway again and drank mushroom soup again and mom made white porridge with vege again and she bought tao fu fa! hahaha not a fan of it, but glad she tot of being it for me. it's raining now and dewey's really scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the late night walks and runs have been helping me cope with my current condition and emotions. think i should do it more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-6243528465573717686?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6243528465573717686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=6243528465573717686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6243528465573717686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6243528465573717686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/07/fell-sick.html' title='Fell sick =('/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-1883367407239781725</id><published>2010-07-15T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:44:24.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in KL Central</title><content type='html'>Today was my psychology presentation on Joshua, teacher did not comment on my presentation but she just asked for the movie. Other classmates asked for the movie too. Miao Lu gave me her pendrive straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the KTM home today, from Subang Jaya i went to KL central and then there was a problem with my card so i was stuck, but the security let me pass and asked if i've used touch and go b4, with a very weird expression but a smile. He asked me to go to the counter to check, i went to the counter, they told me to go to the touch n go counter, then i asked where is it, they said behind CIMB bank, but they didnt tell me where is CIMB bank. I looked around, lost, then look at the directory, it doesnt even show where u are now, then went to the concierge to consult the receptionist, she gave me directions after she flirts with the police. I went around looking for the stupid touch n go counter. When i finally found it, thank God the service there was good, it was very fast and efficient as there wasn't much ppl there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl attending to me was fast efficient, and very lil words ( I LIKE). filled up a form, she transact my credit from my old card to my new card. Then i went to rapid KL and took LRT home to Kelana Jaya, walked back home, stopped by tanjung for a while, wanted to get something, but the place is too small. Feel verypressured when i walk inside with my bag, like i'm gonna topple everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back in the afternoon, slept, woke up and cooked fried rice for me my mom and darren. Was texting my ex and feels very very disturbed, still feeling very dissturbed. All sorts of bullshit, and empty promises. Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna get hurt. I wont allow that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 10 45, darren texted me and said he was starving, went down to check on him, gave him his fried rice, he said he'll like it a lot a lot if there's no chilli. So yea, glad he liked it. Ran a few rounds to release the tension, felt like crying but just couldn't let it out, now feeling depressed and suffocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to sleep but got up to do the table for my practical test 3 tomoro, a table to record the data and all. Then did the search on literature value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping tomoro would be a better day, choice is in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord be with me and heal my soul. I am wounded my saviour, hold me in Your arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-1883367407239781725?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1883367407239781725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=1883367407239781725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1883367407239781725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1883367407239781725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/07/lost-in-kl-central.html' title='Lost in KL Central'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-60295955262244758</id><published>2010-07-14T08:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T09:00:23.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you for coming</title><content type='html'>the companionship u provided for 2 and a half hours really helped me, thank you for coming to check on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry abt the sandwich, didnt know u dont like mustard. =] fried rice deal remember! it's 10 days!  it's a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u're the guy that makes the impossible possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were 16 stars the spot where we stood and counted, when we look up to the night sky..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-60295955262244758?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/60295955262244758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=60295955262244758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/60295955262244758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/60295955262244758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/07/thank-you-for-coming.html' title='thank you for coming'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-9024952013774582298</id><published>2010-07-14T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T04:29:46.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartaches</title><content type='html'>I've just been scolded by nicholas for not planning my future well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best fren isolates herself from me, cos i said smth wrong, i apologized to her and now waiting for her to be ready to be frens with me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trusted the wrong person, having such huge impact in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking what to make for darren to eat later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this fucked up bastard did smth wrong and the mother stood on his side, of cos. I'm the stupid one who believed the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILY Lord, restore my soul. Guide me in this hardship, as through You i shall not perish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-9024952013774582298?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/9024952013774582298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=9024952013774582298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/9024952013774582298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/9024952013774582298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/07/heartaches.html' title='Heartaches'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-8986817261307280723</id><published>2010-07-14T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T03:22:58.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was v.nice seeing u again.</title><content type='html'>Something really unfortunate happen to me today, cried in class, my chest pain went away with my tears, then the rest of the class just pretend that i'm happy =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost a fren, lost trust and lost smth so very dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back from college, i manage to see him, he was still very cold to me, unlike last time, he will look happy when he sees me, but now, i couldn't think the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College was long today, very long, and tomoro will be my turn for my psychology presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M really glad that my fren chloe got full marks for her psychology presentation on studio ghibli's founder hayao miyazaki. or smth like that. Her presentation was so excellent and that she memorised everything and know every single detail in her slides, very well prepared. I'm so happy for her =] proud of her as she has been talking about it for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for sharing with me about ur life, i hope what i told you would help the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the one who came to see me, thank you, it meant a lot to me. I could only think of u when i realise i was in a SHIT situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-8986817261307280723?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8986817261307280723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=8986817261307280723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8986817261307280723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8986817261307280723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-was-vnice-seeing-u-again.html' title='It was v.nice seeing u again.'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-3102047888201346121</id><published>2010-07-13T09:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T09:07:22.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking news!</title><content type='html'>AMAZING discovery from my 2 ex @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one is that he lied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren texted me outta no where! i was very relieved when i got his msg. wish for another msg to know that he's safe. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-1637203165382977070</id><published>2010-07-12T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:24:03.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallpaper</title><content type='html'>Since the moment i got my own laptop, i have been searching for cool digital universe wallpapers like mad, and now i've found quite a lot of very nice walpaper with extra features but realise I DONT KNOW HOW TO CRACK it T.T. this sucks seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT IT as my wallpaper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone pls provide me with guidance!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-1637203165382977070?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1637203165382977070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=1637203165382977070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1637203165382977070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1637203165382977070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/07/wallpaper.html' title='Wallpaper'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-8901786374221374136</id><published>2010-07-07T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T06:00:21.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today went to college almost late and was talking to mom about Paul the octopus, having predicting all previous matches correctly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491147050951825154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/TDR5JkVq1wI/AAAAAAAABkI/ctNaVpazwAU/s320/s-WORLD-CUP-OCTOPUS-PAUL-GERMANY-large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so this is the prediction for the finals, according to paul, spain and hollan @@&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;who do u support?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-8901786374221374136?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8901786374221374136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=8901786374221374136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-649527307336017239</id><published>2010-07-06T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T04:57:23.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, was awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-649527307336017239?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/649527307336017239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=649527307336017239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/649527307336017239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/649527307336017239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-5549777492782391455</id><published>2010-06-18T08:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T08:48:55.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another tiring day, just gonna drop dead on my maattress with my dog sniffing me all over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightt..&lt;div 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Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-7018707057949699831</id><published>2010-06-15T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T06:46:11.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15062010</title><content type='html'>today is such a tiring day.. but atleast i have a v soy by my side now to cheer me  up and do wonders to my mood. Today slept in class, quite rare for me, i normally insisted to stay awake no matter the consequences, when i came back from college, just dropped dead on the bed and slept till 8pm or so. Woke up by my mom's voice ( as usual) talking about her abnormal psychology assignments reading aloud and we would (depend on mood) listen or pretend to listen to her. I practiced her sign language to her, and i'm starting to memorise a lot of it, but of course still a long way to go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7018707057949699831?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7018707057949699831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=7018707057949699831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7018707057949699831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7018707057949699831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/06/15062010.html' title='15062010'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-8735349659442639557</id><published>2010-06-09T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T06:58:00.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darren</title><content type='html'>have been thinking about him lately, and wonders how is he doing. Looking at the way he lost his dog, i would've gone out of my mind. Then i came to think of how we first saved silly, a cute strayed cat, i called him i found a kitten crying for a long time, we tried to feed it but she wont eat nor drink the milk. Darren kindly took it home even though he had two large dogs at home, chester and rocky. Rocky's the one who passed. He managed to fed silly, he said with a spoon and heated milk, then i was thinking, ' i'm such an idiot, of cos a mother's milk is warm, it is not refrigerated, like duh' then me and sally looked at each other and realise how stupid we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly didnt live for long, Darren woke up one morning and found that she was hardened and dead, his sister got very upset over it. I also remember there was once when i was feeling extremely done, i walked over to his house during midnight, and sat at the bus stop opposite his house, it was dark, filled with mosquitoes, but there were a few stars, blinking, i called darren and he rushed out immediately, and he held me in his arms, and we both just stared at the sky for sometime. Until i couldn't tolerate with the mosquitoes further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping on his bed with his bolster, was heaven, the airconditioner would always be on, the room would always be tidy and clean, unlike mine. We'd watch anime's and series together. He would smell the bed and the pillow after that, and tell me that it smells just like me, as if i was there. His parents were lovely, his father cared a lot for him, and so does his mother. His father is very responsible tho, even tho sometimes he can be a bit angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much about him that i missed out, even though we lost contact, (more like he refuse to talk to me) just wished that one day, we would be able to talk normally again, like we're closed friends, afterall, we've known each other very  well. Even up until today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-8735349659442639557?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8735349659442639557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=8735349659442639557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8735349659442639557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8735349659442639557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/06/darren.html' title='Darren'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-3354664696403253721</id><published>2010-06-07T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T07:26:27.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays!</title><content type='html'>coming into the second week of my holiday! still quite shocked about my fren's wedding, i'm feeling sad for her, to be tied down at such a young age. Anyway, holiday has been great, read some books i borrowed from the library!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous week wye hong has been really nice to have said yes to me, when i begged him to tutor me maths! He has a lot of patience for me really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to watch killers tomoro now that i have a chaffeur, however it is spelled. Good night ppl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the dead blog, i'm more often on facebook =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-3354664696403253721?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3354664696403253721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=3354664696403253721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3354664696403253721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3354664696403253721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/06/holidays.html' title='Holidays!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-5713188780432338105</id><published>2010-04-26T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T06:30:33.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry!</title><content type='html'>it has been so so long since i've last updated my blog.. well between me and him it is officially over. &lt;div&gt;loneliness will take over me again and i'll cry and laugh but my Father will be with be and make sure that i'm never dry =] so many things to get used to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant wait for a change. staying in my comfort zone is just not my thing. i guess it's good that we've both separated. he's happy too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-5713188780432338105?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5713188780432338105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=5713188780432338105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5713188780432338105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5713188780432338105'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-4318684944578678570</id><published>2010-03-11T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T04:23:23.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aii yooo...!</title><content type='html'>sorry laaa no one wanna come here and read my blog d.. anyway my bro sent me this super meaningful thing. for the girls! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;h2&gt;From an Old Woman to a Young Woman&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. You are not a victim. No matter what happens to you, don't take the pussy route and blame the world for your misfortune. If you were sexually assaulted, verbally abused, etc and lived to tell about it; take your pain and help those who need it. Writing emo poetry isn't going to solve anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Invest in your education first, your looks second. Anyone can pay a plastic surgeon to look hot, but not everyone can read a book and do simple math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. No matter what you call it, having a &lt;b&gt;'man to take you shopping'&lt;/b&gt; is glorified prostitution. He wants you for your body, you want him for his wallet. Cut the crap and call it what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do not seek confidence in other people. Magazines, celebrities and most pop influences are there to make you feel like you're nothing. Don't buy into it. Those celebrities need your money to look fabulous. Invest in yourself, not hype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Stop fueling gossip mongers &lt;i&gt;[Perez Hilton, TMZ.]&lt;/i&gt;. They have nothing to talk about and if you follow them for long, neither will you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Be modest; why have all your goods unwrapped and leave nothing for the imagination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Know the difference between fucking and love. There is a major difference and if you don't know it, pick up a book or ask someone who does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do not have children just because you're lonely or insecure. Your child will end up hating you for it and you won't get the emotional blanket you hoped you'd get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Get a job. Seriously. Just because you're a woman doesn't mean that you are excused from work. Find a trade, get a job. If you are a house wife, be a good one. If you are a career woman, put your heart into what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A respectable companion is rarely at a &lt;b&gt;'bar'&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;da club'&lt;/b&gt;. These places are meat markets and will only set you up for a douchebag or a wimp. If you go, refer to rule 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Learn to cook. Cooking is a dying skill that needs not be. You'd be surprise how much weight you lose and how you can get a decent companion if you know more than picking up a phone and calling for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Get off your phone. If it's not your best friend, your job or your family, your cackling is not important and the rest of the world does not want to hear it. Listen more. Talk less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Stop putting so much of your money into things &lt;b&gt;[purses, shoes, make up]&lt;/b&gt; and start putting it into a savings account, a 401k or an IRA. Those shoes are not going to vest when you turn 65.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Stop using men to get you stuff. Have some self respect and buy your own drinks, meals and entertainment. A date will respect you more if you show them you are not helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Perfume and baby powder does not make up for good hygiene. Shower, do your laundry, clean your place. Body odor is not excusable for either genders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you are a Lesbian, respect yourself and stop trying to find acceptance in the world. 9/10 they will not accept you. Tell them 'fuck you' and be your own woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you are a Lesbian, you are not anymore special or important than anyone else. You love other women and you have that right, but do not flex your preference thinking it makes you unique. Your mind and experiences make you unique, either gay or straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Buy clothes that fit. Be tasteful with your clothing be you big or small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Don't eat for comfort, vomit to make yourself beautiful, and starve yourself to feel loved. Exercise, be sensible with your food choices, don't deprive yourself but never eat too much. The quickest way to a size 30, and to the grave, is past your teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If they say the love you, ask them to earn your heart through good deeds, genuine kindness and respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Romance is not dead; but if you're not willing to give it, don't expect it in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Stop being a bitch to other women and other people. If you are not happy, go get therapy. No one deserves to be berated because you don't have the guts to berate yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do something new every day. Pole dance to learn about your sensuality, paint to express your creativity, write a blog to express your soul. Evolve and never stop learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Look in the mirror everyday and smile at what you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Stay safe. Learn to defend yourself against one or multiple attackers. Jackals do not attack if they see a big stick. If all else fails, run. There is no shame in running if it keeps you safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Love yourself. Always. When you love yourself to the fullest, the world will open with opportunities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-4318684944578678570?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4318684944578678570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=4318684944578678570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/4318684944578678570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/4318684944578678570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/aii-yooo.html' title='aii yooo...!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-6259752995269584052</id><published>2010-02-14T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:16:58.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy chinese new year ppl!</title><content type='html'>i know it has been a LONG LONG time since i last updated my blog.. sorry man.. college is sooooooooo dam busy. then i fell extremely sick for a week and almost died. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway just to wish everyone a very very happy and prosperous chinese new year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-6259752995269584052?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6259752995269584052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=6259752995269584052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6259752995269584052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6259752995269584052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-ppl.html' title='Happy chinese new year ppl!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-5337213487715037131</id><published>2010-01-18T04:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T04:11:52.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>G3's class rep</title><content type='html'>is me. again. my 4th year. wheee.e... hope there's less work.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-5337213487715037131?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5337213487715037131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=5337213487715037131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5337213487715037131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5337213487715037131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/01/g3s-class-rep.html' title='G3&apos;s class rep'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-6233815794802905373</id><published>2010-01-11T05:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T05:49:28.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>110110</title><content type='html'>hahaha logic gate(title)!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to sunway pyramid with ma boy today! had uhh O'Viet for breakfast! summer rolls in their newly renovated restaurant. After that we went straight down to the rink and skated for 3 hours.. When we just went in there was less than 10 person in the rink!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels like u had the rink all to urself.. Then the ppl started pouring in after lunch time.. the ice was exceptionally nice to skate on today, i kinda improved on my ice skating skills, watching the pros skate like they're shuffling on water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at 3.30pm. we left the rink and babe bought me a milo, he finally allowed me to but fussed abt it hahaha.. we then went to sakae sushi for lunch! he tried the dragon maki today! is very very yummy yummy! after lunch we went to minitoons to look for nicholas chee. but that mr lazy, amazingly can have 2 days off in a week. WHAT THE HELL! well wasted our effort going there. so we went to topman to get my boy his sweater but the size he wanted was out of stock! so we have to go back to one u. then we went around shopping for my pair of flats, so i wouldn't have to wear slippers or sport shoes if i wanna go out with him, atleast a decent pair of flats. We managed to find one and bought it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that went looking for my wallet. went into a few shops but no luck. finally bought my wallet at Guess near the ice skating rink. It's darn expensive weh.. RM179, over his budget =( but he's just so darn glad i liked it. I LOVE IT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after getting the wallet was planning to go home, but passed by starbucks and a thought flew to my mind. I WANNA EAT STARBUCK'S SHEPHERD'S PIE! it's freaking awesome i tell you! That day me and my sister in law went to bangsar village II's delicious, i had their shepherd's pie. It was disgusting, disappointing and cost 20 bucks! so not worth the price! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then at starbucks it's super yummy, filling is black pepper chicken. and it's less than 10 bucks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that got into a cab and JAMMED all the way home, i slept in his arms tho.. Almost drooled. but didnt! hahah it was so comfortable sleeping in his arms, he's always warm! I love him like that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we finally reached my house, we tried calling cab again and again but no cab.. so ended up he sent me home and he had to walk to the LRT station to get a cab =(    my poor boy. Kissed him goodbye, stayed quite a while at the door. Dewey's was practically so much more happy to see him than he is seeing me. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;I'm just trash to him =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i'm done bout today with my hubby! HE IS AWESOME. did i say i love him? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE HIM A LOT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mwahs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-6233815794802905373?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6233815794802905373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=6233815794802905373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6233815794802905373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6233815794802905373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/01/110110.html' title='110110'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-8094003428324079556</id><published>2010-01-08T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T06:12:31.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>080110</title><content type='html'>had a blast today with elly cheng and babe! went to one u together! me and babe had lunch and chilli's, had quesidilla explosion today! cos last time we came together we had mesquite chicken salad and this time we added with mash potato with black pepper gravy or watever! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was yummy!and it's only 34.20! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that went to the cinema but cheng and elly weren't there yet so we went up to the arcade! me and babe played daytona! hahaha he dam cute la.. he saw me lacking behind and he stomped on the break to let me catch up.. isn't he generous and sensitive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well he won me anyway.. hahahaha after that cheng and elly came and they tried to con us that they bought ju on tickets. no way! and they bout babe's ticket too =( but he was leaving to taylor's to take an evaluation test for bio if he want to continue taking bio in college.. He left and we went in for the cinema after we bought chicken nuggets, mineral water, 1901 chicken hotdog and dunno what. the movie Sherlock Holmes was awesome, a lot of chemistry and very very smart thinking! A lot of sarcasm too! my fav! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was texting my baby b4 he did his test and after his text which lasted around 50 mins? and he managed to rush back and join us at the movie! well atleast he managed to watch 1/4 of it! after the movies we left and went to the batting cages and i played baseball for the first time in my life! well it was only batting la.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the freaking ball hit my fingers while i was grabbing tightly to the bat. dam it hurts =( elly had to leave early cos her mom was already there. it wasn't fair =( after that babe's mom called and said there was a riot at kl abt some religion issues. well we brought cheng to kebab king to have kebab! yummy yummy kebab! me and babe had beef and mango juice while cheng had chicken and also took away one for roy roy! I realise we share everything these days, me and my boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me shared our breakfast lunch and dinner today! and even snacks! hahah we shared the kebab together and also my lollipop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner was at itallianese! we shared shrimp linguine. he had watermelon juice and i had unfiltered warm water =D awesome! it's like u drink straight from the shower. ohh hot shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;babe paid and we left to old wing to get a cab.. he was really grabbing me tightly at the waist and sticking me to his body like i'm his deodo spray aroma or smth. lol.. we got into a cab and he sent me home. as usual in the cab i'll just lie on his shoulder and knowing that we're parting again =( and hug his hand really really tightly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we kissed each other goodbye and we were at the guardhouse and i got down and he left with the cab.. the guard greeted me with a wave and a smile. that only happens if u're wearing something short like a mini skirt which i kinda did today. then yea i'm lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached home and baby's still stuck at 14 waiting for his mom.. and came back and found this awesome video i was looking for for a long long time! heard it on fly fm once and fell in love immediately. it was love at first play! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNzrwh2Z2hQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNzrwh2Z2hQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-8094003428324079556?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8094003428324079556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=8094003428324079556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8094003428324079556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8094003428324079556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2010/01/080110.html' title='080110'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-8389345623329856105</id><published>2009-12-11T22:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T22:54:57.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor's Open Day</title><content type='html'>My bro, Sal, Alan and I went for Taylor's Open day but at the subang jaya campus.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm planning to take South Australian Matriculation(SAM) but there's a lot of problem popping up. I need 1 more credit- which is my BM, only 2 more marks away from credit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a credit for my Bio. Which I flunked with only 36 marks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need money. If I pick up SAM in Taylor's i'll have to pick up 2 part time job, which now i've already got one. As a swimming instructor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom wants me to start teaching english and maths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GREAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i dun mind, i gotta earn my own college money and uni. So God be with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope God will be able to let me find a way to get through my grades. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heavenly Father, I pray that you will grant me the wisdom and courage to find a solution to somehow fix my grades and get a place in Taylor's SAM for the first intake. Lord i pray that the people who's marking my papers will find favor against me Father. I pray that i will do better that fine for my SPM Lord. I pray that my financial problems will be solved Father, as you are the God who provides. I pray that You will be with me, beside me as I go through this obstacles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-8389345623329856105?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8389345623329856105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=8389345623329856105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8389345623329856105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8389345623329856105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/12/taylors-open-day.html' title='Taylor&apos;s Open Day'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-2660281659681140594</id><published>2009-12-11T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T22:49:15.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!</title><content type='html'>Went shopping for me and Cheng's prom dresses at Sunway  and they said they bumped into alot of our school mate, Ryan, Giap, Karis and Rach. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tot it's possible if we might bumped into each other again. Was looking around and weren't fruitful.. So I suggested we go to SS2 or Uptown where they've got alot of personal boutiques and then you can get nice dresses and bargain about the price. We were walking around while Roy drove us. The two guys Roy and Alan was rotting I guess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we went into a shop at Uptown, forgotten which. We tried out quite a number of dresses! And i was stuck with 2 dresses with the same price but different feeling, one is elegant and another one is.. uhhh.. comfortable. hahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we bought 2 pieces, we got 10% off the second piece. So the very nice lady offered to split the 5 % on me and cheng's dress. So she took the elegant one! And i took the comfortable one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got our dresses for onli RM78! hahahaha.. Well I think it's a good bargain, simple and nice =] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant wait for prom! My baby wanna follow me to mani and pedi. He's going to help get my hair fixed as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He bought me the prom dress for our 10th month anniversary gift which is yet to come and he offered to pay for my hair do in a salon which will be a Christmas gift. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-2660281659681140594?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2660281659681140594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=2660281659681140594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2660281659681140594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2660281659681140594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/12/shopping.html' title='Shopping!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-8375874263101229347</id><published>2009-12-01T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T07:49:03.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imma let the pics do the talking..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;A lot has been going on for this past few weeks, SPM, family problems, pet problems and much more.. BUTTT life is still very colourful and fun.. so this is the part when photography comes in to do their magic in ppl's life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU3eU9VxAI/AAAAAAAABjw/4Zd8Tm5tO-U/s1600/DSC03131.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU3eU9VxAI/AAAAAAAABjw/4Zd8Tm5tO-U/s320/DSC03131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410291521517110274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is our school cat, tiger also known as Garfield.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU3eIi7AXI/AAAAAAAABjo/wvaSSYHJabs/s1600/DSC03135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU3eIi7AXI/AAAAAAAABjo/wvaSSYHJabs/s320/DSC03135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410291518185079154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to the zara, pull and bear and some other brand's warehouse sales last friday or so.. It was crowded,  and hardcore ppl like us just digged in. Mom's suppose to gimme 200 bucks for shopping as my birthday gift, she went to the warehouse sale alone on sunday. She didn't gimme the money, she shopped for me and ended up with two FRIGGIN ugly skirts. one that ripped my heart of, RM 50 and another that's RM 30. If you're interested pls take those things away from me thanks. So it was a mess in there. Clothes were all over the floor, girls went mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fitting room had LONG lines and the were insufficient mirrors butt i gotta point out that the cashier part was SUPER efficient. Of cos ma need you to pay for the goods, need to be fast! We lined up less than 3 mins and we got to a counter, they were fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Piles of unwanted clothes were everywhere almost at every corner, you can see ppl trying the tops on and dress. The shopping girlfren's take picture in turn to see how they'll look in the dresses. Smart move i say.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU3dy6ekKI/AAAAAAAABjg/r3zdGA0JK-0/s1600/DSC03137.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU3dy6ekKI/AAAAAAAABjg/r3zdGA0JK-0/s320/DSC03137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410291512378298530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sine it was everywhere, i've decided to make my own pile! Along with my sis's and mom's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following picture needs no explanation but description. Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU3RTqJvNI/AAAAAAAABjQ/H_ehbTxulzQ/s1600/DSC03128.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU3RTqJvNI/AAAAAAAABjQ/H_ehbTxulzQ/s320/DSC03128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410291297829895378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU3RBSPE1I/AAAAAAAABjI/R36rAbkUZHY/s1600/DSC03127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU3E_S54zI/AAAAAAAABiQ/Rx9wyoaSpdg/s320/DSC03118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410291086205248306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2vFOagsI/AAAAAAAABiI/kT_6QT-hJzs/s1600/DSC03117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2vFOagsI/AAAAAAAABiI/kT_6QT-hJzs/s320/DSC03117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410290709839905474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2u8XBkOI/AAAAAAAABiA/OlS_kv8bl6k/s1600/DSC03112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2u8XBkOI/AAAAAAAABiA/OlS_kv8bl6k/s320/DSC03112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410290707460100322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2uiuVBnI/AAAAAAAABh4/QXTiQurDE-o/s1600/DSC03113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2uiuVBnI/AAAAAAAABh4/QXTiQurDE-o/s320/DSC03113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410290700578522738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cute part ends here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been paying attention to the deco's in my house, and i found this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2ua6_8_I/AAAAAAAABhw/buoXIocAUv4/s1600/DSC03102.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2ua6_8_I/AAAAAAAABhw/buoXIocAUv4/s320/DSC03102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410290698484184050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked my family members individually why is the buffalo placed like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad : he was busy on the phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom : hmmmmm? dun kacau me i'm doing my work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bro : so they can take a better look at the ass hole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jane : they like it missionary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; World Recycling Day! was also my birthday! On the 11th of November. And the gift I got this year was marvelous! Dad gave me RM200. He hehehehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my baby got me a necklace that i lost... =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bro and sis and sal, got me the perfect gift! A border's RM100 voucher! And also some haagen daz voucher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2t6jr0fI/AAAAAAAABho/ktOr9NOQyXE/s1600/DSC03101.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2t6jr0fI/AAAAAAAABho/ktOr9NOQyXE/s320/DSC03101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410290689796461042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2cxjFR9I/AAAAAAAABhg/Hr7Ps_JhJ5M/s1600/DSC03100.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2cxjFR9I/AAAAAAAABhg/Hr7Ps_JhJ5M/s320/DSC03100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410290395320240082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the previous painful experienced i had, i learnt to take a picture of this precious necklace b4 i lose it, so just in case if i lose it again i can put it on milk cartons looking for my missing necklace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2cs2UffI/AAAAAAAABhY/g4hTiHaKAMM/s1600/DSC03099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2cs2UffI/AAAAAAAABhY/g4hTiHaKAMM/s320/DSC03099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410290394058751474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2cTX5ueI/AAAAAAAABhQ/6bLPMYEvVPs/s1600/DSC03098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2cTX5ueI/AAAAAAAABhQ/6bLPMYEvVPs/s320/DSC03098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410290387220281826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my carpet boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2cKTaWpI/AAAAAAAABhI/1nC6EQhz1a4/s1600/DSC03073.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2cKTaWpI/AAAAAAAABhI/1nC6EQhz1a4/s320/DSC03073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410290384785529490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the blue bear! done at random, but found it very very cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2bolQq4I/AAAAAAAABhA/KGZ4Cz9SJJk/s1600/DSC03072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU2bolQq4I/AAAAAAAABhA/KGZ4Cz9SJJk/s320/DSC03072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410290375733586818" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1875733085655580537-8375874263101229347?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8375874263101229347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=8375874263101229347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8375874263101229347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8375874263101229347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/12/imma-let-pics-do-talking.html' title='Imma let the pics do the talking..'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SxU3eU9VxAI/AAAAAAAABjw/4Zd8Tm5tO-U/s72-c/DSC03131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-2581237163715278170</id><published>2009-12-01T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T06:59:45.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>difficult people are very important</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;they teach you tolerance and acceptance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If all was going your way all the time, you would become a spoiled child, wouldn't everyone? Difficult people are just one of the ways God teaches us to expand beyond our egos and accept other perspectives on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-2581237163715278170?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2581237163715278170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=2581237163715278170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2581237163715278170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2581237163715278170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/12/difficult-people-are-very-important.html' title='difficult people are very important'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-8204271082609666990</id><published>2009-11-29T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T02:49:12.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling in love again and again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;On this day of your life, Jane, we believe God wants you to know ... that a successful relationship requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Always with the same person, but deeper and deeper every time. Each time on a whole new level you together open in love and discover the truth of your beloved anew. There is no limit to the beauty of your beloved. If you think you've reached the end, stop generalizing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-8204271082609666990?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8204271082609666990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=8204271082609666990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8204271082609666990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8204271082609666990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/11/falling-in-love-again-and-again.html' title='Falling in love again and again'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-1909343099603766287</id><published>2009-11-11T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T03:57:46.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is....</title><content type='html'>World Recycling Day! Every 11th of November, the world will come together and celebrate the world recycling day! Even though it isn't much, but I do hope that for this one day of the year, we humans would do our part to help to preserve the earth.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Less plastic bags and waste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And more reusable stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well if you so happen to be like me, a fanatic of recycling, do it everyday =] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all buhhbiieee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alan's watching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-1909343099603766287?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1909343099603766287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=1909343099603766287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1909343099603766287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1909343099603766287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-is.html' title='Today is....'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-7427458871232017644</id><published>2009-11-03T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T01:45:38.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roaring Amber Chia</title><content type='html'>If you guys do so happen to read the newspaper, you'd realise amber chia wearing a bra and a G string and covered in tiger strips sexy i'd say. But check out who's the truly sexy one!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Su_7m4yrLLI/AAAAAAAABg4/ARuZGass_L4/s1600-h/04tiger_peta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Su_7m4yrLLI/AAAAAAAABg4/ARuZGass_L4/s320/04tiger_peta.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399811123739045042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;check out the girl with specs wearing pink t shirt!  That's my sister. Hahahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7427458871232017644?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7427458871232017644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=7427458871232017644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7427458871232017644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7427458871232017644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/11/roaring-amber-chia.html' title='Roaring Amber Chia'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Su_7m4yrLLI/AAAAAAAABg4/ARuZGass_L4/s72-c/04tiger_peta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-3227197274325191942</id><published>2009-11-01T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T07:25:21.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shocking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; 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Just to make him happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he said, I tot i look like Frankenstein, then yes he does. With the screw at the side to adjust the diameter of the head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx7O_afwQI/AAAAAAAABgw/CQm1Fecod44/s1600-h/DSC03003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx7O_afwQI/AAAAAAAABgw/CQm1Fecod44/s320/DSC03003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394321951153963266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today after the accident, he was tired, slept like one of the Taoism God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx7Oaa5rsI/AAAAAAAABgo/I51Q6Svt1Lc/s1600-h/DSC03019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx7Oaa5rsI/AAAAAAAABgo/I51Q6Svt1Lc/s320/DSC03019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394321941223550658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bike before damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx7N070igI/AAAAAAAABgg/Bh3Cd0dDw6w/s1600-h/DSC03014.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx7N070igI/AAAAAAAABgg/Bh3Cd0dDw6w/s320/DSC03014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394321931161078274" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1875733085655580537-563356293623776384?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/563356293623776384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=563356293623776384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/563356293623776384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/563356293623776384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/10/daddy.html' title='Daddy'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx7O_afwQI/AAAAAAAABgw/CQm1Fecod44/s72-c/DSC03003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-6449580461206377017</id><published>2009-10-19T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:42:10.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Went to church with mich, she's such fun, i'm pretty envious of her sister =] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During lunch after church. I was tying my hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx5Xns9O0I/AAAAAAAABgY/r-4gN52XHww/s1600-h/DSC00258.jpg"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx5Xns9O0I/AAAAAAAABgY/r-4gN52XHww/s320/DSC00258.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394319900384508738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx5XOIrHMI/AAAAAAAABgQ/g2AxcQcobqE/s1600-h/DSC00256.jpg"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx5XOIrHMI/AAAAAAAABgQ/g2AxcQcobqE/s320/DSC00256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394319893521439938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michy darl testing our my camera admiring the colour quality. Here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an artwork of michelle Khoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx5WhtWBVI/AAAAAAAABgI/SRJDqGRGJtI/s1600-h/DSC03008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx5WhtWBVI/AAAAAAAABgI/SRJDqGRGJtI/s320/DSC03008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394319881595651410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's her sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx5WfPpkmI/AAAAAAAABgA/rqOchQVYFE0/s1600-h/DSC03005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx5WfPpkmI/AAAAAAAABgA/rqOchQVYFE0/s320/DSC03005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394319880934232674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovely Michelle dropped me to one class to meet up with baby to play pool, i took off my heels and changed to my slippers. Baby arrived and we played. After pool, we walked to starbucks at 32 square then walked to digital mall. Got baby's iPod nano then went to McD to give time for my baby to go crazy over his iPod, so i was minding my own business, let him enjoy the moment. It appears he didn't quite like that, and I tot i was being understanding. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to starbucks. saw this lizard. freaky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx5VwaVCxI/AAAAAAAABf4/Z0zPd6p2teI/s1600-h/DSC03012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx5VwaVCxI/AAAAAAAABf4/Z0zPd6p2teI/s320/DSC03012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394319868362558226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;has no sense of camouflaging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-6449580461206377017?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6449580461206377017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=6449580461206377017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6449580461206377017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6449580461206377017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunday.html' title='Sunday!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx5Xns9O0I/AAAAAAAABgY/r-4gN52XHww/s72-c/DSC00258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-3947247053947715458</id><published>2009-10-19T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:33:50.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Cute onigiri i made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx4Z1unZEI/AAAAAAAABfw/Qdad9H8wPPI/s1600-h/DSC03013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx4Z1unZEI/AAAAAAAABfw/Qdad9H8wPPI/s320/DSC03013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394318838997673026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to tcm for sushi-tei then sally wanted to get bolster. So we got to the bolster department and was hugging bolsters, and i told sal that wouldn't be enough u have to hold them like how u do at the below pic, and i did a demo. All eyes on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx4ZSTbHGI/AAAAAAAABfo/XaIHQtDvhac/s1600-h/DSC03001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx4ZSTbHGI/AAAAAAAABfo/XaIHQtDvhac/s320/DSC03001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394318829488381026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute kitty at RCS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx4Yw36kDI/AAAAAAAABfg/axnNPQwiIEk/s1600-h/DSC02999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx4Yw36kDI/AAAAAAAABfg/axnNPQwiIEk/s320/DSC02999.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394318820514631730" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1875733085655580537-3947247053947715458?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3947247053947715458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=3947247053947715458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3947247053947715458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3947247053947715458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/10/cute-onigiri-i-made-went-to-tcm-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stx4Z1unZEI/AAAAAAAABfw/Qdad9H8wPPI/s72-c/DSC03013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-3070913118465492904</id><published>2009-10-19T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:26:51.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUCHHHH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today I almost lost my live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stxy2uS1IpI/AAAAAAAABfY/fzhaDPHOAVs/s1600-h/DSC03015.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stxy2uS1IpI/AAAAAAAABfY/fzhaDPHOAVs/s320/DSC03015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394312738148524690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my dad almost rolled down this slope right outside of the post office at oldtown. If you notice there is glass fragments at the bottom. If we did, we could've lost our lives. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like any other day, my dad picked me up with his bike, he knew how much i like to ride on the bike with the wind on my face, the bike is older than I am. Dad picked me up from tuition and used the old town road back. Traffic light, red. Out of no where, blackout. All i see, bush. I was burnt, and i felt pain. When i opened my eyes, my dad in front of me, his body and leg was sandwiched by the bike. I got up and tried to haul the bike up, I couldn't. A malay man ( so kind ) immediately halt his bike and came over to help me hold the bike up so that my dad's mobilised. Another malay man stopped to check if we're okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It appears, this young lady getting outta the cab, where she wasn't suppose to. Didn't check if there was any traffic coming her way, she blasted the door opened, knocked out my dad and along with me down. The cab's door was dented badly, the door couldn't be closed. I prayed for the lady on the way to my dad's home. The young lady did not apologize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw my dad got a cut on his left hand, i was shaking, immediately dug in my bag for tissue, hand sanitizer and dig for my wallet, needed plaster it. My left hand pressed against my dad's back of hand and the other continue digging in my bag. I was still shaking, texted baby to inform him of what happened. After making sure my dad's hand was okay, i was worried for the cabby lady. I kept praying for her. I felt pain on my right hand, and my right toe. I knew skin was scrapped off for my left toe, didn't bother much about it. Then I applied hand sanitizer on my right arm for a few times, assuming it was a cut, but i couldn't find it.  I kept touching it and it was painful, that was then when the burning feeling came into my mind. I was burnt by the motor's engine. I got to dad's house put tooth paste on it, the bubble continue popping out on the surface of my skin. Received a text msg from baby saying that i'll hafta go to the pharmacy or the clicnic to get a cream for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stxy2CvvC4I/AAAAAAAABfQ/Y8S4Lh6iyWg/s1600-h/DSC03020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stxy2CvvC4I/AAAAAAAABfQ/Y8S4Lh6iyWg/s320/DSC03020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394312726458600322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;During&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stxy1meNdoI/AAAAAAAABfI/bN28RViJ6nQ/s1600-h/DSC03023.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stxy1meNdoI/AAAAAAAABfI/bN28RViJ6nQ/s320/DSC03023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394312718868903554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Before applying gel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stxy1AlKfsI/AAAAAAAABfA/cbU7sf1uMBM/s1600-h/DSC03017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stxy1AlKfsI/AAAAAAAABfA/cbU7sf1uMBM/s320/DSC03017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394312708697521858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-3070913118465492904?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3070913118465492904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=3070913118465492904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3070913118465492904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3070913118465492904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/10/ouchhhh.html' title='OUCHHHH!!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stxy2uS1IpI/AAAAAAAABfY/fzhaDPHOAVs/s72-c/DSC03015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-7050267370665771991</id><published>2009-10-15T08:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:19:30.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;If our love was a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;I would charge in and rescue you&lt;br /&gt;On a yacht baby we would sail&lt;br /&gt;To an island where we'd say I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;And if we had babies they would look like you&lt;br /&gt;It'd be so beautiful if that came true&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know how very special you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;You're everything good in my life&lt;br /&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe that you're mine&lt;br /&gt;You just walked out of one of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful you're leaving me&lt;br /&gt;Breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;And if our love was a story &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.absolutelyrics.com/lyrics/view/shayne_ward/breathless/#" class="kLink" target="undefined" id="KonaLink1" style="text-decoration: underline !important; border-bottom-style: none !important; cursor: pointer; font-family: verdana; border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-top-style: none !important; 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border-top-style: none !important; border-top-color: initial !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-color: initial !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-color: initial !important; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: initial; padding-top: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-bottom: 1px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; float: none !important; display: inline !important; position: static; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would meet on the very first page&lt;br /&gt;The last chapter would be about&lt;br /&gt;How I'm thankful for the life we've made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;And if we had babies they would have your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I would fall deeper watching you give life&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know how very special you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;You must have been sent from heaven to earth to change me&lt;br /&gt;You're like an angel&lt;br /&gt;The thing that I feel is stronger than love believe me&lt;br /&gt;You're something special&lt;br /&gt;I only hope that I'll one day deserve what you've given me&lt;br /&gt;But all I can do is try&lt;br /&gt;Every day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7050267370665771991?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7050267370665771991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=7050267370665771991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7050267370665771991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7050267370665771991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/10/breathless.html' title='Breathless'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-2393118144060973529</id><published>2009-10-15T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:16:19.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Taken by me on KL Tower, revolving restaurant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc5TKcW6UI/AAAAAAAABe4/QqcS8eqT7R0/s1600-h/DSC02860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc5TKcW6UI/AAAAAAAABe4/QqcS8eqT7R0/s320/DSC02860.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392842080183052610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;taken by my sister =] show off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc5Sk6erqI/AAAAAAAABew/3V_fKJra7qE/s1600-h/DSC02861.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc5Sk6erqI/AAAAAAAABew/3V_fKJra7qE/s320/DSC02861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392842070108843682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;so rare to find this creative thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;by Malaysia. I'm impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc5Saul64I/AAAAAAAABeo/pvHCi2nPxA8/s1600-h/DSC02866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc5Saul64I/AAAAAAAABeo/pvHCi2nPxA8/s320/DSC02866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392842067374631810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Unlike other families, we take our family photo from the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;back. From left, mom dad me eunice sal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Camera man : Justin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc5Rw15CqI/AAAAAAAABeg/XR-9EcweT4w/s1600-h/DSC02870.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc5Rw15CqI/AAAAAAAABeg/XR-9EcweT4w/s320/DSC02870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392842056130955938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Me unable to bring the beautiful view out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc47m6rM1I/AAAAAAAABdw/X_PfjtC5YRk/s1600-h/DSC02876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc47m6rM1I/AAAAAAAABdw/X_PfjtC5YRk/s320/DSC02876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392841675509543762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;It says, BLOW ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc47LeGyCI/AAAAAAAABdo/nloTWAqVua0/s1600-h/DSC02877.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc47LeGyCI/AAAAAAAABdo/nloTWAqVua0/s320/DSC02877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392841668141959202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;The Elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc46_dGp9I/AAAAAAAABdg/38XZaxZcGx0/s1600-h/DSC02879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc46_dGp9I/AAAAAAAABdg/38XZaxZcGx0/s320/DSC02879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392841664916531154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Dress i wore, sister was unhappy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;no idea why. dun care anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc46K-BqDI/AAAAAAAABdY/z-VM7pVaJ9s/s1600-h/DSC02880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc46K-BqDI/AAAAAAAABdY/z-VM7pVaJ9s/s320/DSC02880.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392841650827536434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc455XDpAI/AAAAAAAABdQ/q4-boRR4i_8/s1600-h/DSC02881.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc455XDpAI/AAAAAAAABdQ/q4-boRR4i_8/s320/DSC02881.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392841646100685826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Fat cat from our school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc25WLA5lI/AAAAAAAABdI/EwNg45pUJ_I/s1600-h/DSC02883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc25WLA5lI/AAAAAAAABdI/EwNg45pUJ_I/s320/DSC02883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392839437631678034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc25I1f0pI/AAAAAAAABdA/AclAYlslCeU/s1600-h/DSC02884.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc25I1f0pI/AAAAAAAABdA/AclAYlslCeU/s320/DSC02884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392839434051768978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc24o3imrI/AAAAAAAABc4/SHgEUseGEcM/s1600-h/DSC02886.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc24o3imrI/AAAAAAAABc4/SHgEUseGEcM/s320/DSC02886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392839425470405298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Shaped of a star, taken from the car when i was heading for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc24aPcnVI/AAAAAAAABcw/bQFDUkXel00/s1600-h/DSC02888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc24aPcnVI/AAAAAAAABcw/bQFDUkXel00/s320/DSC02888.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392839421544144210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Dewey's cute paw, when he was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc233QjIII/AAAAAAAABco/fHY8V1_jJjE/s1600-h/DSC02896.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc233QjIII/AAAAAAAABco/fHY8V1_jJjE/s320/DSC02896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392839412153524354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;This is what i did during the BM exam i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Scribbling over the board of whatever Nick taught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;me bout bio during the holidays. Look at my lungs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc2BYDU4sI/AAAAAAAABcY/dMnjPDTXTdk/s1600-h/DSC02901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc2BYDU4sI/AAAAAAAABcY/dMnjPDTXTdk/s320/DSC02901.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392838476063630018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Sperm cell. Corpus Luteum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc2A9P6wvI/AAAAAAAABcQ/HOp2NdDsUyc/s1600-h/DSC02902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc2A9P6wvI/AAAAAAAABcQ/HOp2NdDsUyc/s320/DSC02902.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392838468868686578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Dewey emo, cos i said he looked ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc2AU37INI/AAAAAAAABcI/d3gp-sV6xrY/s1600-h/DSC02903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc2AU37INI/AAAAAAAABcI/d3gp-sV6xrY/s320/DSC02903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392838458030629074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;This is how he reacted when I called for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc2AFS-SPI/AAAAAAAABcA/wPT9jH-pihs/s1600-h/DSC02904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc2AFS-SPI/AAAAAAAABcA/wPT9jH-pihs/s320/DSC02904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392838453849114866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Dad picked me up from Youth Service, then i asked what happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;to your car? He said the birds decided to bless him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;with their wonderful precious, droppings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1ZKNzqjI/AAAAAAAABb4/FTizk5UOf8o/s1600-h/DSC02907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1ZKNzqjI/AAAAAAAABb4/FTizk5UOf8o/s320/DSC02907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392837785154726450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Aren't they cute??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1YvNQKEI/AAAAAAAABbw/ZtF4wkTD1lI/s1600-h/DSC02908.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1YvNQKEI/AAAAAAAABbw/ZtF4wkTD1lI/s320/DSC02908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392837777904642114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1YYU6aLI/AAAAAAAABbo/j7Gywdx_oxU/s1600-h/DSC02909.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1YYU6aLI/AAAAAAAABbo/j7Gywdx_oxU/s320/DSC02909.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392837771762755762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;I did this updo for Sal for Hari Raya in my uncle's house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;It's gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1X5x7paI/AAAAAAAABbg/RsW-vOobGJ4/s1600-h/DSC02910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1X5x7paI/AAAAAAAABbg/RsW-vOobGJ4/s320/DSC02910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392837763562972578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Starbucks. Taken by : Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1XrNtqZI/AAAAAAAABbY/StCUar4yeEM/s1600-h/DSC02911.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1XrNtqZI/AAAAAAAABbY/StCUar4yeEM/s320/DSC02911.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392837759652964754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;If you play harvest moon. This looks like the thing u're suppose to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;clear of from your field. Found in my school. Adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1KO0thEI/AAAAAAAABbQ/k7sTpaMVOIU/s1600-h/DSC02913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1KO0thEI/AAAAAAAABbQ/k7sTpaMVOIU/s320/DSC02913.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392837528693605442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1Jg6lynI/AAAAAAAABbI/zreybz0ABpI/s1600-h/DSC09905.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1Jg6lynI/AAAAAAAABbI/zreybz0ABpI/s320/DSC09905.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392837516370233970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1JXWhAjI/AAAAAAAABbA/xNBa1qkLxWE/s1600-h/DSC09907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1JXWhAjI/AAAAAAAABbA/xNBa1qkLxWE/s320/DSC09907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392837513803006514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1I_NlRZI/AAAAAAAABa4/ScmJn2MBDEQ/s1600-h/DSC09912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1I_NlRZI/AAAAAAAABa4/ScmJn2MBDEQ/s320/DSC09912.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392837507323086226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1IkxJtJI/AAAAAAAABaw/mMMAM_U1LVw/s1600-h/DSC09914.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc1IkxJtJI/AAAAAAAABaw/mMMAM_U1LVw/s320/DSC09914.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392837500224517266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stole from mich's blog. love ya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-2393118144060973529?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2393118144060973529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=2393118144060973529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2393118144060973529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2393118144060973529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/10/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Stc5TKcW6UI/AAAAAAAABe4/QqcS8eqT7R0/s72-c/DSC02860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-5518142391210928250</id><published>2009-10-15T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T07:40:18.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Ris Low, now the joke of the month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; 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I brought my pillow-and-blanket in 1 to school for the week and yes, brought one for Alan ytd too. Scream facing it to reduce the noise which actually didn't help much. I hope i have did well for this trials. It will mean alot. I dunno if i should relax for a month or study my ass of till i go cuckoo. But 1 month after this SPM is coming. Few thousand tonnes of pressure drop on me, all of a sudden it matters a great deal to me. I've started to pick up on reading books again cos i see my english constantly going downhill. It pisses me off and disappoints me. It's devastating.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i'm afraid becos i care. Well my mom and others exerted lots of pressure on me. I pray b4 every examination, not for answers, not for the question to suddenly change to the ones that i studied for, but for focus, my mind to be careful and alert, stay awake during the exam, being able to remember of whatever i studied for, and i prayed that God will be with me during the exam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless me for not having a stomach ache like Shahirah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Physics 1 today. But i dun wanna talk about it, cos i wanna talk about Add mATHS 1. A day prior to our add maths 1 paper, i had my add maths tuition. I came back to school early and met up with my teddy, since we had lots of time left. So i decided to force some add maths into his mind. I manage to taught him from 1 to 17 which was exactly the sum I stopped at during tuition. So during exam, he had no problem from number 1 to 17, a few sums passed, and the others he didnt know how to do. Seeing there's a total question of 25, 17 is good enough i guess. It is 80 marks. I am relieved to have found out about the up grade for trials. If you wanna know more about the up grade, dun hesitate to ask =] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after exam today, we packed up, Diyana, Nick, Alan and I walked to KFC. Then the others came, Samadians left a bad impression. As usual. I removed the fats from my breast(chicken) and dumped it in the cheezy wedges holder. It was sick. But fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were talking alot and Diyana said i care alot for my body, i'm sure she meant health wise. Well i do. So she said 2 hours wouldn't be enough cos i'll be removing lotsa stuff from the chicken and trying to reduce the oil. So I joked, i think if i sneak KFC into the cinema and eat, by the time the movie ends, i probably wouldn't have finished the chicken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 12 55pm. After informing mom i headed to KFC, she asked me to tell that so I did, but he didnt pick up so ya whatever. I was freezing so we went out to where Ainah, Mel and the others were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick and me was just playing like total idiots, I played on the slide and landed on my butt, it hurts. I tried crawling through the bended tube thing carrying Alan's bag, i was stuck at the entrance, so I took the bag off. Then teddy said, don't get stuck okay?!.. So I went on, it was difficult as it was curvy and i was LONG. So it wasn't as easy as I tot to get through. I lied down on my back to crawl through the other half of the TUBE. THEY tot i was stuck. Mean ppl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worse part came, just as I was acting like a monkey stomping on the wired part near the opening of the tube. A familiar face, and he looked at me and i looked at him, right in the eyes. Pastor Danny. OHHHHHHHH MYYYYY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOODNNNESSSSSSS, i was so embarrassed.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He asked if i've taken my lunch and asked what was i doing there or smth like that i dunno, but i was just so overwhelmed. But i continued acting like a monkey when he went in anyway, just hope he didnt see what we did. Alan and Diyana probably stood there terrified by me and nick going all over the place, climbing, crawling screaming, exactly like a bunch of kids who needs lotsa nursing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i were to continue, this post will be super long and i've passed my curfew. GOODNITE folks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-6060922629678215064?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6060922629678215064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=6060922629678215064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6060922629678215064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6060922629678215064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/10/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-2746624469037651644</id><published>2009-10-15T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T07:01:12.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZlKAd7OQT_c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZlKAd7OQT_c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-2746624469037651644?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2746624469037651644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=2746624469037651644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2746624469037651644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2746624469037651644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-7109241510652605802</id><published>2009-10-12T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T07:41:53.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Break</title><content type='html'>When you drop a glass or a plate to the ground it makes a loud crashing sound. When a window shatters, a table leg breaks, or the picture falls off the wall it makes a noise. But as for your heart, when that breaks, it's completely silent. You would think as it's so important it would make the loudest noise in the world, or even have some sort of ceremonious sound like the gong of cymbal or the ring of a bell. But it's silent and you almost wish there was a noise to distract you from the pain.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there is a noise, it's internal.It screams and no one can hear it but you. It screams so loud your ears ring and your head aches. It thrashes around in your chest like a great white shark caught in the sea ; it roars like a mother bear whose cub has been taken. That's what it looks like and that's what it sounds like, a thrashing, panicking, trapped great big beast, roaring like a prisoner to its own emotion. But that's the thing about love - no one is untouchable. It's as wild as that, as raw as an open flesh wound exposed to salty sea water, but when it actually breaks, it's silent. You're just just screaming on the inside and no one can hear it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taken from ''If You Could See Me Now'' by Cecelia Ahern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7109241510652605802?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7109241510652605802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=7109241510652605802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7109241510652605802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7109241510652605802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/10/heart-break.html' title='Heart Break'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-5514437642194152976</id><published>2009-10-07T06:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T06:23:33.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I find this Extremely Amusing hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;h2 style="font: normal normal bold 18px/normal Arial; color: rgb(109, 192, 23); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; font-weight: bold; font-size: 16px; "&gt;Mistakes men make in bed&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 5px !important; margin-right: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 5px !important; margin-left: 0px !important; padding-top: 5px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-bottom: 5px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; "&gt;You've got her as far as your bedroom. What could possibly go wrong now? Many things - read these and find out why she never phoned or returned your calls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 5px !important; margin-right: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 5px !important; margin-left: 0px !important; padding-top: 5px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-bottom: 5px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="list-style-type: none; list-style-position: initial; list-style-image: initial; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Not shaving.&lt;/b&gt; Like love, stubble hurts. When you drag your chin across her face or thighs, she might not be moaning from pleasure, but from pain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;table width="290" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" align="right" style="border-collapse: separate; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;&lt;td height="10" class="sml_arial" style="font: normal normal normal 9px/normal Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left; font-weight: normal; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;&lt;td style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left; font-weight: normal; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-right-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-left-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://ad.doubleclick.net/click;h=v8/38bf/0/0/%2a/b;44306;0-0;0;14950548;4307-300/250;0/0/0;;~okv=;kw=Sextipsandtechniques;tile=3;sz=300x250;;~sscs=%3f" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 100, 162); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://m1.2mdn.net/viewad/817-grey.gif" border="0" alt="Click here to find out more!" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;&lt;td height="10" align="right" class="sml_arial" style="font: normal normal normal 9px/normal Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left; font-weight: normal; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Advertisement&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Blowing in her ear.&lt;/b&gt;There’s a big difference between erotic whispering in someone’s ear and huffing and puffing as if you want to blow the house down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Twiddling her nipples. &lt;/b&gt;Nipples are sensitive and should be treated gently. They should not be treated like radio dials.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Ignoring the rest of her body.&lt;/b&gt; A woman is made up of more than two breasts and a vagina. Pay attention to the rest of her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Not disposing of used condoms. &lt;/b&gt;This is the responsibility of the person who wore it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Not kissing first. &lt;/b&gt;Foreplay starts with passionate kissing. Don’t skip this part – she will feel neglected by your apparent haste.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Attacking the clitoris. &lt;/b&gt;Be gentle and don’t use direct pressure. This could be both uncomfortable and painful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Stopping for a break. &lt;/b&gt;Women cannot pick up where they left off. In this respect they are different from men. If you stop, she will go back to square one very quickly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Taking your pants off first.&lt;/b&gt; There are few things less attractive than a man in only socks, a shirt and underpants.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Going too fast.&lt;/b&gt; Remember this is not an Olympic event. There is no need for you to pump away like a hydraulic power tool. Build up slowly – and you both might have more fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Asking if she has come.&lt;/b&gt; You should be able to tell, shouldn’t you? If you can’t, assume that she hasn’t.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Nudging her head down. &lt;/b&gt;All women hate this. There is an element of desperation involved here when men do this. For women, it’s a very short step from being dragged to a cave by the hair. If both of you enjoy oral sex, this will happen by itself. Don’t involve an element of force.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Taking pictures.&lt;/b&gt; Her first thought will be “Who do you want to show them to?”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Giving love bites.&lt;/b&gt; Gentle suction on the sides of the neck can be highly erotic, but love bites can be painful and lead to infections. Who wants to wear scarves and polo necks in the middle of the summer?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Squashing her. &lt;/b&gt;Just remember that most men weigh more than women do. If you lie too heavily on her, she might stop breathing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Talking dirty. &lt;/b&gt;This might make you sound like a desperate sex caller on a payline. Listen to her first – if she doesn’t talk dirty, don’t.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; background-image: url(http://www.health24.com/images/site/frontpage/images/li_dot_big.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 8px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; background-position: 0% 4px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important; "&gt;Don’t thank a woman for having sex with you.&lt;/b&gt; It makes you sound desperate and like a charity case. 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 wish i could dance like them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MFLZReE0_0Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MFLZReE0_0Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7319958450994083317?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7319958450994083317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=7319958450994083317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7319958450994083317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7319958450994083317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/httpwww.html' title='super sexy! 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Boiled the sausages and made soft boiled eggs with toast. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to tuition which was 10 to 12 30pm. Went home and waited for baby to tell me when i can go to his house. Around 2pm. Walked to the LRT Station and took a cab there. Went in the house and saw Anne there. She left shortly after a while and we had the house all to ourselves. So we cuddled up and slept together as usual, then suddenly bby's mom called and said she's going to drop smth so i went upstairs his room and slept with the air conditioner, listening to gospel music. Suddenly baby came in, we both slept together till it was late and a phone call came in, we were both hungry and the sky was really dark so we've decided to eat in william's but i told him that it might not be open cos after all it's the second day of hari raya.  The room was all dark and we can only see the silhouette of each other. Then he went to turn on the lights when we decided to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he went to turn on the lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;What do you see? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;I dunno, i'm covering my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Hey i'm covering my eyes too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.. both weirdos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when we finally got out of the bed, i had an attack. It's bad, since 745pm till now which is like round 10pm and it's insisting to stay. So while we waited for the cab to return our calls i was teaching him how to dance, slow dancing. He learnt really really really fast! Impressive. Smart learner, so we danced to no music and i was just leading him around the room doing crazy stuff and dumb stuffs that doesnt make any sense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly he swept me off my feet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT THE HELL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes i love it hehehehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just giggled and asked him to put me down, he did it like it was nth to him despite of my fats around my body storing like a bloody reservoir(for fats). After he place me on the bed, I was just so shock. The cab called back then we got ready and went down, we were early man. We waited for the cab and then we headed to william's. The cabby that drove us  had Albert Einstein's hair. Same colour same hair style, the baby just laughed LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were dam shock when we realise that ohh nooo! William's was closed. DAM IT so we stopped at the park and was lost. Then baby asked ''so what you wanna eat?'' i just repeated his question. ''Anything's fine with me..'' So I said, ''let's eat grass.'' it was the first thing i saw that time. ''Okay'' So i went over there and wanted to squad and reached for the grass, then he pulled me up. So i said ''let's order McD here to the park,'' We were stuck, we didn't know the address of the park, so we walked to 7 eleven instead. Baby called and i think he was laughing and the attendant on the phone tot we were playing a prank or smth so she hung up. When i called, the girl was just so considerate, I told them we're out and we're not allowed home so is it possible if they do a delivery to 7 eleven instead. So i gave her the address 1A-1, Jln ss26/9. LOL she asked for a landmark so I just gave her the old Lim Kok Wing building. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We waited for 20mins and we were both starving our asses off and we started to act really weird, I started to sing weird songs and baby followed along with me and he told me about the experience he had with his bunch of frens when they were dam hungry. We called McD again to ask if that dude lost his way cos he couldn't see the freaking BIG 7 eleven sign or smth. When the McD guy finally came we were just relieved. My attack got worse the pain was excruciating i tot after i ate smth, it'd feel better but it didn't AT ALL. We decided to sit at the staircase and eat like we're some homeless ppl eating McD. So I ate disgustingly as he did then he seemed happy to be able to eat fries and Coke which he normally avoid cos i do not advise him to have them. He's such a good boyfren. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After when we're done, he walked me back to my apartment and we saw this towing car parked in front of us saying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call Me Towing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;012-xxx xxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. Hi Towing. Geez. We just giggled at that none stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was whining the whole journey back to my guardhouse it was hurting like hell. my stomach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby offered to carry me back but I told him, ''If you carry me back now I'm gonna laugh until i'll vomit man.'' After a while longer he offered again, ''Actually if I carry you will it be better?'' So I said ''Neh.. It'd bend my stomach making it hurt more..'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we finally reached the guardhouse, he actually insisted to walk me back to my unit but i do not want him to miss the cab so i persuaded him to let me wait at the guardhouse with him till his cab come. We kissed each other goodbye when the cab arrived and i shouted '' If he touches your balls, pls smack the heck out of him'' I was insane la, forgive me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby checked the amount of credit he had left when we were waiting for the cab, so i told him not to call tonight. He just refused. So i did this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;''Tut tut... Tut tut..''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;''Hi..''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;''Hi..''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;''Are you home?''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;''Yea..'&lt;/span&gt;' Then he looked up at the shelter built and mouthed ''home''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we just continued the nonsense till the cab came. He still insisted on calling so. I'm waiting for his call right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love u babe. thanks for the dinner at the staircase. Just so romantic LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7830625493024932404?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7830625493024932404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=7830625493024932404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7830625493024932404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7830625493024932404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/210909.html' title='210909'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-6446066527535826288</id><published>2009-09-19T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T07:24:03.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I lost.</title><content type='html'>I owe Mr. Sunshine a massage cos I made a bet with him that he'd only wake up after 12 noon cos he slept around 2am. But i lost. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss him now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you porky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4'o clock in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my mind's filled with a thousand thoughts of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You were the last thing on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-6446066527535826288?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6446066527535826288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=6446066527535826288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6446066527535826288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6446066527535826288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-lost.html' title='I lost.'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-5889180370734735339</id><published>2009-09-18T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T08:07:12.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels Different</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Woke up EARLY in the morning, well at least for the holiday. At 720am i woke up and got ready bathed and bugged baby up was trying to get breakfast by 7 30pm but just dun feel like it. So i spammed calls till baby woke up and left my house. Walked to the LRT station and took a cab to his house, the cabby weren't familiar with the place so i guided him there. So baby's sister,Anne at the door step just when she was leaving, she asked us to clean the house up, hahaha. It was really messy inside, clothes all over the table, bags and all sorts of stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I laid down on the coach, then baby joined me. I was bugging him to clean up the house first while i sleep XD but he refused and just cuddled me and become silent. Till around 8 45am, I just had this feeling that Nick wouldn't be awake as we're suppose to be at Sunway Pyramid's McD by 9am, WHICH HE WAS &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALWAYS &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LATE. So I started spamming calls he didnt pick up, me and baby missed called him 66 times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forced baby to eat breakfast again, he cooked me instant noodles and he just decided to have milo and bread. It was DAM SPICY AND HOT but i just cant resist it la it's so very yummy, the soup. It's all about the soup when u eat instant noodles, altho i know it's extremely unhealthy and fattening but c'mon! When u're eating instant noodles you should know what's going inside u already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We lied on the coach and continued spamming calls and baby hugged me the hold time, we both lied down, and he cuddled me from the back. I was dam desperate by round 10am, so i called his GF for help, she's an angel. We both manage to fell asleep UNTIL Nick finally called back and woke both me and Alan up. Then we got ready and called a cab, finally this time, Nick got to wait for us. HAHAHAHAHA. He couldn't just start skating first becos i was suppose to bring the gloves and i did. Baby left for Starbucks after we met up with Nick at McD.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor baby can't do sports yet but got off his crutches WOOOOOT! Heheee... He's finally recovering. When he's recuperating, we've spent a lot of time together, because he's not suppose to move around much thus in a way he was tied to me. Now that he's free to move around again and soon will be able to return to his old life when he was all well, i'm just afraid he'd no longer come and see me as often and he'd be spending more time with his friends and lots more. I pray hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I picked the locker as usual the one with the big white stickers on it so that we wouldn't have to memorise the number, which probably me and nick will forget even if we do store it in our phone. So we looked our bags and shoes in and went for the rink. It felt awesome! Going fast  and feeling the cold air on your face, and it was fun to be with nick too. The mean time baby just stayed in Starbucks I THINK, cos i fore warned him. He's so understanding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment I saw Kenny and Marvin I dropped to my knees, as in i really fell, cos Nick made me laughed after we waved at them. That was the only time i fell. The whole time we were looking at ppl and he's just hunting for fashion disasters and i'm just hunting for hot girls and all. Somehow there's this guy who looked like Lee Hom, just gotta edit the body to a toned body and wider eyes. He has got Lee Hom's nose! Well when we're finally done disturbing him. We just continued skating, really fast, and accidently got into a waltz position again, on ice, it was cool! Almost fell tho.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got off the rink cos i was missing Alan a lot and Nick's feeling sad for Alan hahaha and i texted him to tell him we're done and we'd meet at McD again. So while waiting for baby to come me and Nick got smth from McD he had vanilla shake and i just wanted a cold milo. I was dead hungry so we went to Sushi King and we did all kind of nonsense there. Baby i think was kinda afraid of me, when i tell him what usually me and Nick do when we go out together with a bunch of frens and what we'd do in a karaoke room, acting like a bloody jaccoon and all, but it's just so fun.  So i conned bby again then i managed to hug him. Most of the time i was just lying on his shoulder, and making jokes with Nick and him. After that on the way to the arcade, We past by this pair shop thinggy forgotten what's the name, then i remembered i had to get a paired key chain or the handphone accessory to replace the one I lost. =] Ya so I was asking baby to pick but he's like asking me to pick but he picked anyway i gave him my suggestion and now we have separated puzzle pieces on our phone. He took the piece with the ''today, tomorrow'' and i got the ''and forever''. hahaha It's cute la. I also bought another handphone accessory for Andrew, Condom, think he'll love it, with a very cute girl's face on the cover. Nick bought one too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally went to the arcade, and as usual played Daytona I WON. Baby 2nd and Nick 3rd. LOSER(nick). Then baby wanted to play advance which we both sucked at, so we left for left for dead 4. When we're playing outta no where baby appeared behind us and he said we just looked pure freaky. hahahahaha. Nick's just shaking the gun again and again so it reloads again and again. We didnt even make it to the boss =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We left arcade and walked around, wanted to play pool, but there was no pool tables available so we left for Starbucks. Baby bought a grande Espresso Frap for me and Nick got his Green Tea Frap. It was late and I had to leave so i left with Nick while baby stayed back, cos his frens were going there for dinner and he's joining them. I had to rush back for tuition. Baby stuffed money in my wallet for cab and sent me in the cab while Nick crossed over to the other side and was only stuck with a taxi that wanted to charge him 20bucks for a 5 to 10 mins journey, so he got really pissed and call me. Complaining on the way suddenly he got another cabby that offered 10 bucks. Ended up well both of them and Nick even got his number. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I reached home and wanted to show my bro the condom but forgotten that I actually passed it to Alan cos he'd be seeing Andrew sooner than I will. Mom came back and picked me up for tuition, but we went to get Dewey's food first, I asked mom to buy 1 month advance so we wouldn't have to find time every month to buy food for him. Plus he was getting bored of his food, so I suggested that we buy another flavor and the current vegetarian one that he's having and we'll mix it. She says okay and gave me a 100 bucks. I bought some snacks too cos they were having discount for members. Suddenly I feel a sudden sensation when the cashier was scanning all the things I bought, then everything is reduced by at least 10%, I just felt satisfied as I see the numbers go down and down and down and then when I presented my member card, the price went down again! So exciting, but freaky tho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to tuition and waited a while. When class was done it was raining heavily and my bro picked me up with my car. He went to da bao but dropped me home first. Then  I forgotten what I did  but was just texting baby all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now playing viwawa, Speedoku. It's fun. Cos you gotta think really fast and if you put in the wrong number ur money and exp will be deducted and if you got it right from the negatives they'll increase ur points. I played till my eyes were having a hard time and I was like a lunatic talking to myself. Bro watched me play for a while, and he didn't know I play sudoku and he doesn't know how and he's amaze by how it works, exactly how i reacted when i first figured out how to play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now just waiting for baby to get home bathe and go to bed. I miss him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gdnite everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the first time me and Nick go for skating as no-longer-singles. Every time when we skate. it's either he's single or i am single. But this time we're both taken. So it felt awkward to really hold his hand and skate which i normally do every time i skate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-5889180370734735339?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5889180370734735339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=5889180370734735339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5889180370734735339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5889180370734735339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/feels-different.html' title='Feels Different'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-8665677225376768098</id><published>2009-09-17T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:08:38.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby</title><content type='html'>Baby just told me that there are 3 songs which remains him of me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I Will Be by bimbotic bitch Leona Lewis - cos it was in my blog b4 i got  together with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The Reason by hoobastank - i forgotten why sorry baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and number one goes toooooo......!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Only One by Yellowcard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;becos when he wasa down at a point when he tot i was going to ditch him when he was admitted in the hospital i appeared outta no where when Dr. Hanizan paid a visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He remembered the moment till now.. Awww.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i find it really weird that he remember moment with songs. Hmmmm interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-8665677225376768098?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8665677225376768098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=8665677225376768098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8665677225376768098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8665677225376768098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby.html' title='Baby'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-7348310696062979936</id><published>2009-09-17T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:04:38.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>Just watched PCD's Hush Hush vid. Was really amazed by their dance routine from 3.24 onwards!&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h50ZWOowj1Q"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h50ZWOowj1Q"&gt;watch it here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7348310696062979936?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7348310696062979936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=7348310696062979936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7348310696062979936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7348310696062979936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-420776955933472311</id><published>2009-09-17T06:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T06:19:04.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Hilarious video of WipeOut</title><content type='html'>i'm just so obsessed with wipeout these days. It makes my day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2aBEfL5vzg&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-420776955933472311?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/420776955933472311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=420776955933472311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/420776955933472311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/420776955933472311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-hilarious-video-of-wipeout.html' title='Another Hilarious video of WipeOut'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-684137081233854012</id><published>2009-09-16T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T05:56:14.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahaha just to give you guys a laugh.</title><content type='html'>watch this!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is WipeOut and the girl is named Ariel Tweto. She's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AvRRbFgMO4A&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a special sweeper also from WipeOut, with dodgeballs instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lrdwJIovZVI"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i laughed my ass off&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/1875733085655580537-684137081233854012?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/684137081233854012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=684137081233854012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/684137081233854012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/684137081233854012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/hahaha-just-to-give-you-guys-laugh.html' title='Hahaha just to give you guys a laugh.'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-1320935673494642668</id><published>2009-09-13T05:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T05:45:49.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my sister.</title><content type='html'>she's currently doing the make up for One Buck Short for their very first proper music video, anyone interested to be in the MTV pls contact b4 this coming sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-1320935673494642668?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1320935673494642668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=1320935673494642668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1320935673494642668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1320935673494642668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-sister.html' title='my sister.'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-2681813668328197919</id><published>2009-09-13T04:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T05:01:09.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How seious i was.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;When i know i was given the honor to lead the pnw session for CF. I was dead serious. It wasn't just any person singing in the shower, when they just hum the melody when they don't know the lyrics. I made sure i knew the lyrics while i was practising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;So this is what i did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SqzeoDNxZXI/AAAAAAAABag/dV1H2rsZFlY/s1600-h/DSC02818%5B1%5D"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SqzeoDNxZXI/AAAAAAAABag/dV1H2rsZFlY/s320/DSC02818%5B1%5D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380920434440103282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-2681813668328197919?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2681813668328197919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=2681813668328197919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2681813668328197919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2681813668328197919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-seious-i-was.html' title='How seious i was.'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SqzeoDNxZXI/AAAAAAAABag/dV1H2rsZFlY/s72-c/DSC02818%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-9149459779753426186</id><published>2009-09-13T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T04:50:53.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>120909</title><content type='html'>Woke up and bathe got ready for church.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Sidney was late today cos of the jam. So i waited for 40 mins, sang some gospel songs while waiting at the guardhouse. When Uncle Sidney's finally there to pick me up, he dashed to church and kept apologizing on the way. Hahaha he's so adorable. I texted Lim Chin my kingdom keys teacher, and told her that i'm going to be late. Then i saw Nigel and Leanne. NIGEL... hahahaha.. He's cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So teacher asked, do you believe in creation or evolution. So teacher questioned Nigel, Leann and me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3of the siblings were late and so basically we had a debate or smth of that sort. I've got potential man! HHAHAHAHAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went up to pnw and Battle of the Zone, charade or however you spell it. It's really funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for dinner after that with Eunice and Peter at OTWC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went  home, baby called and said that chun weng decided to stay over for the night. So I told him that he's gonna sneak you out with him. Baby hid the house keys HAHAHAHA. So chun weng bugged him again and again. When i manage to ''hump'' (hum) baby to sleep with the songs i did for CF. CW woke him up =.= he's such an ass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then baby just called again and i just hum him to bed again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was making dirty songs out of lullabies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like, Rock a my baby? However you spell it i suck with lullaby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rock on my baby , suck my big cock,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know you will love it, just pls dun stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corrupted mind. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i asked for forgiveness anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a headache tilll deathe. wanted to die but didnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-9149459779753426186?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/9149459779753426186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=9149459779753426186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/9149459779753426186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/9149459779753426186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/120909.html' title='120909'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-5461357057347656060</id><published>2009-09-11T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:20:27.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why cant he....?!</title><content type='html'>As i mentioned in the previous post. Pastor Danny came to CF today, to live abundantly, live our life to the fullest, i chose to cast smth out of me and clothe myself with loyalty. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i've forgotten to speak against jealousy and also ego that's been occupying so much of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's always about &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; can't she put herself in my shoes? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can't she just do this little bit of a favor for me? It's not that difficult!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cant he do this? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; cant he do that? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;WHY WHY WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; cant you put yourself in other's shoes. I've been complaining abt my mother, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can't she just find sometime  and spend sometime with me, ask me how was my day. What i did in school, how's my friends and all. Why do we always expect the other party to iniatiate. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cant we take the first step that pride, ego hold the others back? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you smth, if you spend your day wondering, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can't he just apologize and forget about it? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; cant she just take it and shut up? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my parents dont understand me? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is it that my brother or sister have to find fault with me? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOP IT. You'll live a very miserable life, becos you're putting ur mood and your day at other ppl's mercy. Now what the heck am i talking about? It means, if someone tries to set you off, you have a choice, to react- get angry cos he offended you or ignore cos there's no point getting mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're seeking help, a simple favor from someone, and that particular someone refused to give you a hand, will you get mad? or will you find someone else? or will you give up immediately? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you seek help, do not fully depend on that very person. He or she has their own life and you cant just make them help or ''serve'' you everytime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The correct decision of living a peaceful life amongst each other, will make your day. Put a smile on your face, don't be stingy with your compliments to others, choose to be happy and not grumpy. This way, no one can make you angry or sad or feel like a wreck. You control your own mood and your day, &lt;i&gt;you design your day your own way&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; cant he or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cant they/ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cant you - putting the blame on others, change to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; can't I do the right thing?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; can't I take the first step, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; can't i listen to my mother's problems more? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; is it that i never understand what she's thinking? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; cant I? is much better than&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; cant he. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One simple word that explains, you pick, self-centeredness or a short and ugly word, ego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Jealousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always been jealous of my siblings and even my sister-in-law. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is it that she only buy her favourite food for her and never for me?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is it that she only seems to be enthusiastic about their return and not mind?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is it that she always think about her more than she does of me?&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is it that she picked to help him out and not me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; cant I think? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; cant I say, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; can't I buy smth nice for my mother, well if you cant afford make one. Well if you're lazy or busy or too fussy bout other ppl's work. Send a text msg, saying i love you, is more than enough. Of cos you dont have to write a whoooooooooole long freakin essay in tthat specific text laa.. But if you want to,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt; why&lt;/span&gt; not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of cos don't write the below :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(someone), i truly love you from the bottom of my heart. I get it that it's a hard life for you to have brought me up and raise me to become who i am now, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BUT.... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cant I get the new phone that i want so badly, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;why &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cant I get the car that I wan, ohhhh that so very beautiful car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; WHYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; come in, no. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;YOU DON'T GET IT.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IF you know your msg's gonna be this long, just keep it short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(someone), i love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;end of story. short and sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jealousy kills and it's also included in one of the seven deadliest sins, if i'm not mistaken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As today i cast smth out of me and clothed myself with loyalty, speak against jealousy and welcome faith in my life, whack the heck of ego, kick it out of my life and learn to have more compassion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've made my decision. How bout you? Dont drag it. You'll never know if there's a tomoro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;mama i'm sorry for being so NOT understanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;thank you for always tolerating with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;thank you for always squashing me when we sleep together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;thank you mother for feeding me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;thank you for holding my hand patiently when you first taught me to write my first alphabet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;thank you for being alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Thank you Jesus, Oh Lord, pls help my unbelief!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Help me live an abundant life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-5461357057347656060?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5461357057347656060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=5461357057347656060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5461357057347656060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5461357057347656060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-cant-he.html' title='Why cant he....?!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-1435834295530375640</id><published>2009-09-11T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T09:06:02.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My very first!</title><content type='html'>To keep the boring part short. School was boring. We had a workshop with Pn.Rema, we've been seeing her a lot lately, a lot, and as expected the supposingly workshop was used to finish up the syllabus. basically. no workshop. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;donee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the workshop i went to the bball court with baby and saw michelle, then baby went back up to pick up his bag alone =( and me and michelle went for cf pnw practise. It was awesome, i had fears and doubt, we all prayed. All of this so very new to me yet so exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hui Jan's such an awesome guitarist! She's really alert all the time and she knows what to do. Phoebe has been very very patient with me teaching me what i should do, guiding me with how i should keep the flow going along with Hon Zhen, Sarah and Michelle! They're extremely supportive and sporting! We had a good time practising and also worshipping the Lord! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CF was just great. Wish baby was there to listen to Pastor Danny. After CF ended, the ''leftovers''( ppl) arranged the tables and then we left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad picked me up with the bike again! It's really really fun! It reminds me of my childhood when he would always bring me around with that old bike and at every bump. I'd still smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember during the hols when he first came with the bike, i was like really shocked. WTH, why the bike?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; asked &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;When was the last time you went on a bike?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Uh... six years old??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;What?? But u've been on the bike since six months old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Really? Waw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Well, no matter  i was on the bike since 6 months old, was 6 years old or just 6 hours ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I still love being on the bike. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;THE END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-1435834295530375640?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1435834295530375640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=1435834295530375640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1435834295530375640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1435834295530375640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-very-first.html' title='My very first!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-2300279693042852482</id><published>2009-09-11T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:41:06.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 11px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;On this day of your life, Jane, we believe God wants you to know...&lt;br /&gt;... that you don't go to find meaning in life, you bring meaning to your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: justify; "&gt;Meaning isn't something out there waiting for you to discover. The meaning of your life is what you infuse it with - beauty or ugliness, happiness or sadness. It is totally your choice, and God wants it to be your choice because God gave you free will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-2300279693042852482?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2300279693042852482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=2300279693042852482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2300279693042852482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2300279693042852482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-this-day-of-your-life-jane-we_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-2997237778988639786</id><published>2009-09-09T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T06:32:25.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>090909</title><content type='html'>Yes! It is 090909. A date so many couples chose to register, as i am way outta topic, i'd like to go back to my original purpose for writing this post.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today had Biology P1 AND P2. SUCKED BADLY. as usual =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, Michelle came over and we waited till Hui Jan showed up alone with her guitar. She then asked for Hon Zhen but i haven seen him yet. So she went down, me and Michelle chatted... Til when all of them came up we started practising. We changed a song to My Redeemer Lives and and and it was really really really fun! Phoebe was guiding me through stuff and taught me how to fill in the spaces. Sarah and Hon Zhen together with Michelle was a real fun. We laughed a lot, but the thing is i can't believe they thought i was feeling uncomfortable. No way! I was having lotsa fun learning smth that you cant find in text books. Plus, this is new for me, i really need someone to guide me and right there stood a person much more experienced than me along with my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over it all, it was fun! They left early at 3pm while me and mich stayed till 3 30pm. We did the songs again and again together with the prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks darling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you bby for being extremely supportive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just hope i will be able to make things go smoothly and memorise the lyrics by time. and not screw up. Lord pls help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-2997237778988639786?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2997237778988639786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=2997237778988639786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2997237778988639786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2997237778988639786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909.html' title='090909'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-495464273490405082</id><published>2009-09-09T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T01:31:49.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>080909</title><content type='html'>i was desperate for fish. and as usual bby pamper me a lot. So he came in a cab and brought me out for fish. It was round late 7pm.  Mom's refusing to let me go cos she dont know how to transfer her files from her laptop to her new note book with a pendrive and it appears selecting the files she wans it's way beyond her realm.  but still i love u ma.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i spent another 20 mins teaching her and bby waited outside for 20 mins in the cab. LOL i'm so so so so so darn sorry love.. When we finally reach Woh Fung. The fish! came.. Then my mom's caller ID  showed up on my phone's screen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fish'll hafta wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After i hung up. Both me and bby digged in. HAHAHAHAHAHHA FISH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love fish. I love Alan and i love to eat fish with Alan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sent me back. Study. ROT AND DIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-495464273490405082?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/495464273490405082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=495464273490405082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/495464273490405082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/495464273490405082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/080909.html' title='080909'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-3163778878131168916</id><published>2009-09-08T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T07:00:42.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;today's tuesday! ''school reopen'' and felt different cos bby started walking around without using his crutches. So he's pretty happy the guys cant bully him anymore i guess. SUCK IT UP SUCKERS!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a small talk in library with Hon Zhen and Phoebe and JJ. JJ claims that i'm boring. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to physics lab, after a while, we were actually suppose to combine class with 5B- bby's class HHAHAHAHAHAH. So i forced bby to come to APD1 cos teacher's afraid her humble lab's not able to squeeze all of us in. It's freaking hot anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner, Had it with bby and Woh Fung cos i was DAM DESPERATE for fish. I love eating fish and i haven been eating for fish for ages. So i craved for fish, but mom's not feeling well and so bby brought me out for dinner. FISH. well he liked it i liked it too. We had a walk till we finally got a cab. It was windy. It was such a long time since he held my waist while we were walking becos b4 this he  had his both hands on both handles of his crutches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sent me home. Then yaaa continue texting as usual. I love him I love fish in Woh Fung. I love him again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-3163778878131168916?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3163778878131168916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=3163778878131168916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3163778878131168916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3163778878131168916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-5420760549498333961</id><published>2009-09-06T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T07:56:45.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2001</title><content type='html'>The year and event which everyone will always remember. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 11. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the legendary terrorist attacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was watching one of the documentaries on the history channel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching the ppl struggle and as terror strikes them. Heroes and desperate ppls ran helplessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the World Trade Center collapsed, civilians were being chased by huge dark clouds of dust, threeatening to engulf them. They ran for their life. Trapped in the misty and dense air, filled with dust particles. Their nostrils hurt so much that it burns when they inhale. The worries they had when one of their loved ones were in the World Trade Center. They kept trying to get contact with their loved ones. The phone lines were jammed, some were lucky enough to get through, and said their last goodbyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ppl in the building called 911, to get further instructions but they know they're dying and all they can do is sit there and wait for the God to pick them back to his kingdom, and for some, it weren't even their time to leave yet, many of them still had many things to accomplish, to have a family, to further their studies, to get married, travel around the world and so many other dreams. They were caught in surprise, they were just doing their work and minding their own business, outta no where a passenger plane just came crashing in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Pennsylvania, the plane crashed but not to their target.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For the Pentagon, the weather weren't on their side I guess, They only manage to crash at one of the sides of the Pentagon, not the hearts of it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well of course, the victims of the hijacked planes, Flight 93 had a good battle against the hijackers and manage to break into the cockpit seconds before crashing. Ppl on board called home to their parents, wife and loved ones and bid them goodbye. Told them that they loved them. The brave warriors of flight 93, took down 2 of the hijackers and bust their way in the cockpit using the service trolley and boiled lots of hot water to attack the hijackers with whatever they have. With skills or without, the martial art artists fought and the inexperieced just claw their way through. The fought at their best although the fear of dying bore holes in their hearts silently. They took a deep breath and just went for it. From the blackbox, and from the phone calls made from the air plane to the homes of the victim's loved ones. The contacted ones remembered every line and every back ground voices, panicking, and the messages spread through media and documentaries.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It was touching, it was just so unreal, it was like a nightmare. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It still gives me goosebumps everytime i watch documentaries about it or at the thought of it, i'd feel sad and grateful that i'm still alive, grateful that i wasn't caught by surprise and burnt severly to death. I didn't have to jump out of the windows at 80+ floors. Waving with your top hoping rescue would come to you. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dun live a vengeful life, you'd never know when the person you're holding grudge on will leave. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; 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line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RIP. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-5420760549498333961?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5420760549498333961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=5420760549498333961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5420760549498333961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5420760549498333961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/2001.html' title='2001'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-187535926507325213</id><published>2009-09-04T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:21:08.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma.. This is for you.</title><content type='html'>I FUCKING LOVE YOU SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO MUCh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know now you know how to online already. Know how to check mail d.. Know how to log in msn d. But you're still so obsessed with your homework. and u dun have my blog address still =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. why do i say that I FUCKING LOVE MY MOM? that's becos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven got my driving license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt ask for a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to drive at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE GOT ME A FREAKING CAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes i do love her.. mayb just a lil FUCKING ALOT! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya mom. dun worry i wun swear in front of u ya? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i... looooooooooooooooooooove... you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my kancil too. xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-187535926507325213?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/187535926507325213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=187535926507325213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/187535926507325213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/187535926507325213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/ma-this-is-for-you.html' title='Ma.. This is for you.'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-8523410573690554468</id><published>2009-09-02T23:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:55:37.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 11px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;On this day of your life, Jane, we believe God wants you to know...&lt;br /&gt;... that the answers are within you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: justify; "&gt;You're chasing in the wrong field. What you are looking for is inside of you, not 'out there'. Take a few days off to become quiet and look within, and you will find it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-8523410573690554468?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8523410573690554468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=8523410573690554468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8523410573690554468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8523410573690554468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-this-day-of-your-life-jane-we_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-2946596101760864398</id><published>2009-09-02T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T07:25:41.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On this day of your life, Jane, we believe God wants you to know... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... that work begins when you don't like what you are doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little children can do the most amazing things with such joy and fun. You were little once too, and knew how to turn everything into a game. So, turn your work into a game, and you will find joy and satisfaction in it. What are some ways you can start being playful with work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-2946596101760864398?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2946596101760864398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=2946596101760864398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2946596101760864398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2946596101760864398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-this-day-of-your-life-jane-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-1106161266711264624</id><published>2009-09-01T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:46:19.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merdeka girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Copied elly's title but whatever. It was a fun fun day! Met up with mei hwa, elly, michelle and carmen. Crazy. dam crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love them always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Spzd-0WTI3I/AAAAAAAABaY/r1iOd2fxSs8/s1600-h/DSC02771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Spzd-0WTI3I/AAAAAAAABaY/r1iOd2fxSs8/s320/DSC02771.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376416126447330162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Spzd-ajYxmI/AAAAAAAABaQ/dBPP9kSH9cQ/s1600-h/DSC02780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Spzd-ajYxmI/AAAAAAAABaQ/dBPP9kSH9cQ/s320/DSC02780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376416119522903650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Spzdvb2LXLI/AAAAAAAABZg/mbWJIxMt1U0/s1600-h/DSC02789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Spzdvb2LXLI/AAAAAAAABZg/mbWJIxMt1U0/s320/DSC02789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376415862172114098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Spzdu0McwII/AAAAAAAABZY/Pa0Y3zibGRc/s1600-h/DSC02791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzduEmA1cI/AAAAAAAABZI/PSmYcHDBkM0/s320/DSC02794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376415838750430658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Spzdtg_4v7I/AAAAAAAABZA/bMNuTH6t8lc/s1600-h/DSC02798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Spzdtg_4v7I/AAAAAAAABZA/bMNuTH6t8lc/s320/DSC02798.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376415829195276210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzdjvrQUwI/AAAAAAAABYo/LcgimND6LI8/s1600-h/DSC07722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzdjvrQUwI/AAAAAAAABYo/LcgimND6LI8/s320/DSC07722.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376415661336580866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzdjXvgGfI/AAAAAAAABYg/q6n0k7BPqVg/s1600-h/DSC07726.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzdjXvgGfI/AAAAAAAABYg/q6n0k7BPqVg/s320/DSC07726.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376415654911941106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Spzdi4c-e8I/AAAAAAAABYY/pNFPc416Bf0/s1600-h/DSC07728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzdV_AkqVI/AAAAAAAABYI/4sncMFmeYhQ/s320/DSC07742.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376415424934357330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzdVNibdSI/AAAAAAAABYA/4axGXvZZWvg/s1600-h/DSC07763.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzdVNibdSI/AAAAAAAABYA/4axGXvZZWvg/s320/DSC07763.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376415411654587682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzdU6FpXeI/AAAAAAAABX4/ioUMwslEc4U/s1600-h/DSC07764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzdU6FpXeI/AAAAAAAABX4/ioUMwslEc4U/s320/DSC07764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376415406433590754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;making fun of carmen. keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzdUe2oaZI/AAAAAAAABXw/LV_xYkYyz9U/s1600-h/DSC07765.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzdUe2oaZI/AAAAAAAABXw/LV_xYkYyz9U/s320/DSC07765.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376415399122856338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzXiZIlGyI/AAAAAAAABXo/V6zHsBPus04/s1600-h/DSC07772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzW8yjmFwI/AAAAAAAABWA/pwmgcV4Zfw4/s320/IMG_5412.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376408395025094402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzW8ogr5XI/AAAAAAAABV4/1toj_HrS58s/s1600-h/us.jpg"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpzW8ogr5XI/AAAAAAAABV4/1toj_HrS58s/s320/us.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376408392328537458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-1106161266711264624?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1106161266711264624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=1106161266711264624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1106161266711264624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1106161266711264624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/09/merdeka-girls.html' title='Merdeka girls'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Spzd-0WTI3I/AAAAAAAABaY/r1iOd2fxSs8/s72-c/DSC02771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-6153212408906508046</id><published>2009-08-30T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:44:54.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let your imagination run wild</title><content type='html'>I'm now gonna speak of Alan's dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're stuck in a maze, you wanna get out of course. You walked, suddenly you hear children laughing. They ran past you quickly and they'd just stop some where and stare at you from some distance. You walk around feeling helpless. Then suddenly, you see your loved ones your family members dead, brutally killed and hung on a wall. Suddenly the kids started to hunt you and it was like a game for them. You ran as fast as you could and hid at a corner. Behind you, emerged a kid, held your hand bit it and skewered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect hollywood horror script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bby's dream is perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-6153212408906508046?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6153212408906508046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=6153212408906508046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6153212408906508046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6153212408906508046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-your-imagination-run-wild.html' title='Let your imagination run wild'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-976717164578251962</id><published>2009-08-30T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T05:29:00.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;went to the pet shop to get Dewey his food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;and as usual stared at the hamsters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;my contact picture for Alan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SppsOfTpD6I/AAAAAAAABVo/Q-6MpIkXnFo/s1600-h/DSC02725%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SppsOfTpD6I/AAAAAAAABVo/Q-6MpIkXnFo/s320/DSC02725%5B1%5D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375728101397958562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for bio tuition! Dissection of the frog =/ yes i know. i was unprepared. It was freaky. Let the picture do the talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;A picture of my lovely bio teacher briefing on how we should cut it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Sppu11BhCnI/AAAAAAAABVw/qxBv_eaoywU/s1600-h/DSC02751%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Sppu11BhCnI/AAAAAAAABVw/qxBv_eaoywU/s320/DSC02751%5B1%5D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375730976265669234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;killed or tranquilized by thinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpprDWhVbzI/AAAAAAAABVg/jH9xzNtXxuY/s1600-h/DSC02752%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpprDWhVbzI/AAAAAAAABVg/jH9xzNtXxuY/s320/DSC02752%5B1%5D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375726810549284658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;our unfortunate froggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpprC_fb0lI/AAAAAAAABVY/BohrXORKQsA/s1600-h/DSC02753%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpprC_fb0lI/AAAAAAAABVY/BohrXORKQsA/s320/DSC02753%5B1%5D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375726804367299154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;the inside of our unfortunate froggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpprCgrv3XI/AAAAAAAABVQ/CR31G_ti2r0/s1600-h/DSC02754%5B1%5D"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpprCgrv3XI/AAAAAAAABVQ/CR31G_ti2r0/s320/DSC02754%5B1%5D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375726796097445234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Those lying beside the dissected froggie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;are his small intestines and skin and liver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpprCBq6_uI/AAAAAAAABVI/UV4_6fwUJ2I/s1600-h/DSC02755%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SpprCBq6_uI/AAAAAAAABVI/UV4_6fwUJ2I/s320/DSC02755%5B1%5D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375726787772481250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;close up shot. not for the weak hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SppjFUwNnzI/AAAAAAAABVA/DPNHQDYqVpM/s1600-h/DSC02756%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SppjFUwNnzI/AAAAAAAABVA/DPNHQDYqVpM/s320/DSC02756%5B1%5D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375718048341532466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;This poor guy had to inflate the lungs of their froggie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;as they mourn for the guy.and the froggie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;The guy blew hard. He did his best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;but the frog just wouldn't come back to life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SppjFA2CRlI/AAAAAAAABU4/WsOmTU_20XE/s1600-h/DSC02757%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SppjFA2CRlI/AAAAAAAABU4/WsOmTU_20XE/s320/DSC02757%5B1%5D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375718042997245522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;They soon gave up cos they couldnt see the lungs being inflated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;It's either the guy blew it wrongly or he dont know how to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;So as you see, this girl with a painful expression of her face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Her name is Sharon, she was actually having a lot of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I tot they were fed up so they decided to brutally kill the poor froggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Below is a picture of her, using a scissors cutting across the froggie's neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Cos she wanted to see the froggie's brain. Cos she think it's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;P.S i do not know her. I got her name from her name tag sewn to her school uniform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SppjElug-kI/AAAAAAAABUw/S6MrRe8T5AY/s1600-h/DSC02758%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SppjElug-kI/AAAAAAAABUw/S6MrRe8T5AY/s320/DSC02758%5B1%5D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375718035717945922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is done by a malay guy whom i dunno what his name is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cruelty. Disgusting.  Brutal. Inhumane.Letting it out cos he's hungry. He haven got to buka puasa at the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So pls do understand him. He's hungry. Like the old saying, A hungry man is an angry man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SppjEWP26RI/AAAAAAAABUo/_SvTmo3l7FE/s1600-h/DSC02760%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SppjEWP26RI/AAAAAAAABUo/_SvTmo3l7FE/s320/DSC02760%5B1%5D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375718031562828050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went home, disgusted, and tried to pin Dewey down and hopefully i could dissect him too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i didnt have thinner to tranquilize him, so i figured that it'd be okay if i just do it with him conscious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SppjD1Hax6I/AAAAAAAABUg/Nr5KyAqr8Ws/s1600-h/DSC02762%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SppjD1Hax6I/AAAAAAAABUg/Nr5KyAqr8Ws/s320/DSC02762%5B1%5D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375718022669060002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It didnt work out well. The picture you see directly above, is just a lucky shot i manage to snap before he started to move and ran away from me. Mayb he knew he was gonna lose his balls if he stayed on my lap and be a good boy =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-976717164578251962?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/976717164578251962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=976717164578251962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/976717164578251962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/976717164578251962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-post.html' title='Long post!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SppsOfTpD6I/AAAAAAAABVo/Q-6MpIkXnFo/s72-c/DSC02725%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-7271307807195387676</id><published>2009-08-25T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T02:29:23.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>memories ep 7</title><content type='html'>Till then, I know you weren't coming back. I felt worse at the thought of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't bid any of us goodbye when you departed. My heart sank. You were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to a cheerful morning. The sun shone, birds chirped, the air was fresh, everything seemed well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, still felt sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother drove me to school. It stroke me again when I saw your pictures and our particulars printed on a piece of paper stuck onto the lamp posts and trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was dull as it was for the past fortnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed hard. Day and night. I thought, at that time, maybe God was too busy to answer my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to hold you in my arms and feel your fluff again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*                                   *                                 *                              *                             *                             *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in the living room. Slumped on my couch, I hoped for a miracle. I prayed once again. I hoped for the impossible - when i open my eyes, you'd be on my lap sleeping soundly like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I squeezed my eyes shut again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attempt for the impossible. Results to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you panting again, in the cage softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt; I thought to myself. Another illusion. I paid no attention to the panting, i started weeping again. Out of no where, something was scratching on the door, the soft panting went to a whine then a bark. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MAN, i'm REALLY desperate to get him back. &lt;/span&gt;I thought it was an illusion&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; again. I thought i lost you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shut my eyes tight, doing the same idiotic thing i've been doing. My attempt of the impossible. The barking stopped, but I still hear some panting. I strained my ear to the direction of your cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY HELL. It was no illusion. You were there. RIGHT there. The whole time when I was acting like a retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to rush over to the cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone rang. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mom. ''So?'' she spoke curiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the phone there, and I could hear faint voices when I held Dewey so close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;And that's a wrap. Happy ending, like how ppl like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;But seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Dewey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Dun run again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;dedicated to my fluffy and now unfluffed Dewey boy! Although he doesnt read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7271307807195387676?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7271307807195387676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=7271307807195387676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7271307807195387676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7271307807195387676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/memories-ep-7.html' title='memories ep 7'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-3804683118398946332</id><published>2009-08-21T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:05:00.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left;width: 730px; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style=" text-align: center; width: 490px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div  style=" font-weight: bold; font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;On this day of your life, Jane, we believe God wants you to know...&lt;br /&gt;... that you've been skipping out on God's most important gift to man - love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Love is the blood of the soul. God wants all beings to have healthy and strong souls, so God created a simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt; law to nourish the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;soul: the more you give love, the more you receive love. Remember all the beings you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt; love - people, animals - that you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt; haven't thought of lately. Do not wait anymore, reconnect with them today and express your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-size: 11px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-3804683118398946332?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3804683118398946332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=3804683118398946332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3804683118398946332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3804683118398946332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-this-day-of-your-life-jane-we_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-8926623206324957457</id><published>2009-08-21T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T05:06:54.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you feel down, useless and everything around you, is just difficult.</title><content type='html'>I'm just gonna skip the crap and move straight to the point.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school Michelle, Chi Cheng and I went to Christian Fellowship. It was awesome. I had my eyes opened. Until now, i dont recall myself blaming God for not getting the things i want, but i wouldn't know if i will. After watching this, i knew. i had no rights at all to complain, how unlucky i am, how i wished i was born in a richer family, how i wish i'd have a loving and caring father that loves me. The things that i've been ungrateful of, was wiped away. When i saw this video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bfkaHKRJEUk"&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt; His name is Nick Vujicic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Google him if you wanna know more about him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the link for his &lt;a href="http://www.lifewithoutlimbs.org"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a few mins. Just watch this video. You will look at life, from a different perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-8926623206324957457?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8926623206324957457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=8926623206324957457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8926623206324957457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/8926623206324957457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-you-feel-down-useless-and-everything.html' title='If you feel down, useless and everything around you, is just difficult.'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-6171349967057490052</id><published>2009-08-20T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T07:31:11.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's you for why i kept my smile on my face</title><content type='html'>My super duper adorable sayang, just told me, he chose me over MTV World Stage &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he says he never missed events like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He used excuses like his leg was weird and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BWAHAHAHa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but his couzy and frens saw ppl with crutches just like baby some even wrapped up with bandages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby's picked me over. an earth quake at Sunway Surf Beach. With hot bitches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck off hot bitches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He picked me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-6171349967057490052?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6171349967057490052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=6171349967057490052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6171349967057490052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/6171349967057490052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-you-for-why-i-kept-my-smile-on-my.html' title='It&apos;s you for why i kept my smile on my face'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-7924569652650794506</id><published>2009-08-20T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T06:16:29.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no comment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(26, 27, 27);  line-height: 17px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Determined Realists&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt; like to bear responsibility and welcome challenges. They are stable, reliable persons. External contacts are very important to them; they mix well and are very active. They are excellent organisers and are very happy when things are done correctly and punctually; they can quickly react impatiently if others are not as conscientious, orderly and dutiful as they are. They prefer structured work which produces visible results quickly to abstract, long-drawn-out processes. Determined Realists have no problem with routine as long as it serves efficiency. However, they very much dislike unexpected and unpredictable occurrences which mess up their careful plans. Once they have committed themselves to a cause they do this with dedication and are willing to make considerable sacrifices for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determined Realists&lt;/span&gt; do not avoid conflicts and criticism but face up to them and look for solutions. As they have a keen eye for the errors and shortcomings of others and are often quick at expressing criticism, they sometimes rub people up the wrong way especially when they lose their temper and jump to conclusions. Due to their marked sense of justice they are quickly willing to correct themselves and never take offence if someone speaks to them frankly. You do not have to seek hidden motives with them; you always know where you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Determined Realists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt; are often found in executive positions as they combine commitment, competence and the ability to assert themselves. In their spare time, they often also accept responsibility in clubs and other institutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande', LucidaGrande, Verdana, sans-serif; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipersonic.com/career/DR.html" rel="self" title="Career" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;→ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 17px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 17px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipersonic.com/career/DR.html" rel="self" title="Career" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;As a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Determined Realist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;, you are one of the extroverted personality types. You enjoy working in a team as a colleague or a team leader. Because you have an outgoing nature, you approach others easily and openly; working in solitude by yourself would be punishment for you. You know how to appreciate a harmonic working climate, but the relationship to your colleagues is not as important to you as to some of the other personality types. For you, the task always comes first and your colleagues and/or superiors are second. As long as everybody is working as disciplined and determined as you are, everything is just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if you sense that the work is suffering from irrelevant disputes or private matters that have nothing to do with the job, you have no problem expressing your criticism, and making your team toe the line. It would never occur to you to sacrifice a good result in your work on the altar of personal moods, or in favor of a conflict free environment. On the other hand, you are one of the personality types who is best at handling criticism, and swallow negative feedback without brooding or sink into depression. Consequently, you also can hold your ground in professions where the climate is a little rougher and more competition oriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an excellent organizer, and a genius at planning and maintaining a workflow that is precise and on time. You enjoy dealing with details and facts, developing rules and guidelines, and establishing standards. Here, your natural sense for systematic and love of order prove to be advantageous; as well as your acute aptitude to see the most efficient of all possible approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditions rate highly with &lt;/span&gt;Determined Realists&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;. They attend every family event and never forget a birthday or wedding anniversary. Family and friends are very important to them. With their open, communicative manner, they find it easy to get to know people and have a large circle of friends and acquaintances. They are never superficial, but reliable and loyal friends who are always there when they are needed. &lt;/span&gt;Determined Realists&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt; take their relationships very seriously - they dream of finding a partner for life. In a love relationship, they seek above all stability and loyalty and here, too, they are willing to invest a lot in a harmonious togetherness. &lt;/span&gt;Determined Realists&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt; master crises or difficult phases with composure; they would never think of breaking a promise given. As a partner, one can always rely on their support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande', LucidaGrande, Verdana, sans-serif; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipersonic.com/love/DR.html" rel="self" title="Relationship" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;→ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 17px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 17px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipersonic.com/love/DR.html" rel="self" title="Relationship" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;Your personality type belongs to the most loyal and most faithful types. Even though you are able to fall in love head over heels if the stars are properly aligned, recklessness in dealing with your feelings, and those of others, is totally foreign to you. A relationship is a very important obligation for you. You take it very seriously, and give it a very important place in your life. You are not scared off with sentences like “until death does us part”; on the contrary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Security, responsibility, and stability are very important to you, and you strive for a permanent personal relationship. For that reason, you are very comfortable in the established traditions such as marriage and family. Once you make a promise, one can be sure that you’ll do everything in your power to keep it, and this especially applies to matters of love. Especially in the “tough days” of a marriage, you turn out to be your partner’s invaluable harbor. You expect the same from him/her. Unfaithfulness and flightiness are going to hurt you more than most other types. Just remember that when the time comes to choose a partner, because not all personality types are as consistent as you need your partner to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determined Realists like you are well grounded, and are much too sober and smart to think that in a long-term relationships, everything is going to be rosy. You are aware that highs and lows are a part of love and life, and difficult times are not going to make you unsure or discouraged. Instead of unending passion, trust, and a deep and continuing friendship between you and your partner are important to you because you know that these feelings are better suited to weather the turbulence of everyday life. Your contribution to the relationship primarily are continuity, and absolute devotion to your partner and your family. Your sense of purpose, and your need to take charge are also evident in the way you deal with your partner. You are probably the organizer, manage most of everyday life, and are in charge of your social contacts as a couple or family, as well. This does not mean that you want to be particularly dominating; you just have a pretty good notion of how things are supposed to work, and you just implement them without hesitation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;Adjectives which describe your type: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;extroverted, practical, logical, planning, direct, structured, conscientious, responsible-minded, self-confident, critical, honest, orderly, reliable, controlled, objective, able to concentrate, resolved, purposeful, communicative, with a sense of duty, tradition-conscious, stable, able to deal with conflicts, solution-oriented, relationship-oriented, efficient, impatient, warm-hearted, competition-oriented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7924569652650794506?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7924569652650794506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=7924569652650794506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7924569652650794506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7924569652650794506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-comment.html' title='no comment'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-3939952288361443410</id><published>2009-08-19T06:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T06:13:32.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;On this day of your life, Jane, we believe God wants you to know...&lt;br /&gt;... that you are perfect as you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: justify; "&gt;God doesn't create faulty life. No. Everything created by God is perfect, and so are you. So stop driving yourself mad with endless ways to improve, and just accept the glory of your being as is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-3939952288361443410?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3939952288361443410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=3939952288361443410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3939952288361443410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3939952288361443410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-this-day-of-your-life-jane-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-2589434808822334403</id><published>2009-08-19T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T06:11:26.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sorry For Not Updating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to bby's house in the afternoon. Saw his mother at G floor when she came out from the elevator. @@ She's such a nice lady! I adore her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went up. Told bby i'm tired so just went up to his room. Slept in his bro's bed, and both of us cuddled up together as i have my ''peace and calm moment'' that i've not been having for sometime. We both listened to slow soft gospel musics together HAHHAHAHAHA. I know the genre is kinda weird but yea.. It's suppose to be a ''peace and calm moment'' anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was 3pm when i was up in his room cuddled up together. He was kinda amazed by my Sony Ericsson w595's earphone ( promoting) so i plugged out my extra ear phone and attached it to the latest earphone i'm using. So we both listened to the same music together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till around 6pm. We were on the bed the whole time. Cuddled up. Asking each other stupid questions. Ohh wait. It was just me asking stupid questions. Stupid questions with the lowest possibility to happen in live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went down for dinner after that. I was just feeling down and depressed not hungry or anything i didnt know what to order cos i really really don't feel like EATING. So ordered anyway. Both me and bby got nasi goreng pattaya. He got Teh O Suam ( which i believe he'll stay away from it now, cos i told him it'll make guys sterile) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, i wanted to stay for a while longer, the weather was really cooling and i enjoyed it so dearly! But He's gotta go for tuition, so we kinda made a deal. If he wears his brace he can stay, but with one condition, he'll have to drink an extra cup of teh tarik and milo with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked him to order while i went up his house to get the brace for him, he gave me his set of house keys. The sky was dark already, i dont like to be with myself when i'm dark. Being in the elevator alone is definitely scary. I took a deep breath and stepped into it anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked to Alan's unit and opened the door. Alan's sister just stared at me in horror. dam stone. dam funny LOL. She was on the phone i think, i couldn't recall. But i do remember she looked really really very very STONE. I got the brace and ciao-ed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went downstairs again stuck in the elevator alone. It was creepy as my stomach churned and those horror movie scene came into mind i just dashed out of the elevator when the door finally shows the letter boxes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went there, sat down, while bby put on his brace the poor guy served 4 cups on the table. ( Alan already had 2 cups of Teh O Suam)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started drinking and the mosquitoes joined us for a drink. We drank teh tarik and milo they happily sucked on our yummy blood. Both of us got so fed up with it, we were desperate, and we were us. Alan suddenly came up with a funny idea and see if it works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I passed him his bag and he took out his deodorant and started spraying at the mosquitoes, at his legs and over our heads. I laughed my ass off. I think i accidently and unwillingly drank some deodorant as well. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finished up and moved to the bench parallel to the pool. That was when bby told me something terrifying. I was really freaked out. But managed to continue my ''peace and calm moment'' again anyway. Till the cab arrived. We kissed each other goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tuesday, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thursday.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-2589434808822334403?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2589434808822334403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=2589434808822334403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2589434808822334403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/2589434808822334403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-sorry-for-not-updating.html' title='So Sorry For Not Updating!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-222539520648336449</id><published>2009-08-09T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T06:53:03.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For You!</title><content type='html'>I wan u to know that, everytime i talk to u, hear about you, look at you, think of you, or anything bout you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me uncomfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VERY UNCOMFORTABLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GET OUTTA MY LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gdnite..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-222539520648336449?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/222539520648336449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=222539520648336449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/222539520648336449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/222539520648336449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-for-you.html' title='Just For You!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-169743609769017086</id><published>2009-08-08T02:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T02:07:51.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(128, 128, 128);  font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div class="CopyTitle" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Jane got a message that on this day, God wants him to know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="CopyBody"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;... that there are no accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you think of as accidents are simply your conversations with God that you haven't yet been able to understand. But take heart, all happens in God's will and every conversation has deep meaning for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-169743609769017086?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/169743609769017086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=169743609769017086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/169743609769017086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/169743609769017086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/jane-got-message-that-on-this-day-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-425247946942345399</id><published>2009-08-08T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T01:07:32.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Score board for mom and dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Dad fetched me for violin lesson - 1 point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Mom cooked my favourite food - 1 point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Mom purposely made me a special drink to clear my cough - 1 point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Mom told me that my ass always stares at her - 1 Point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Dad nagged a whole lot about Alan and how he should recover and take care of his leg - 1 point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Dad - 3 + 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Mom - 3 + 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Latest score :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Dad - 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Mom - 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt; leading by 1 point!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-425247946942345399?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/425247946942345399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=425247946942345399' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/425247946942345399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/425247946942345399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/latest-score-board-for-mom-and-dad.html' title='Latest Score board for mom and dad'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-5911618511330337625</id><published>2009-08-08T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T01:03:48.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is Jane?</title><content type='html'>As easy as it sounds.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Self-quarantined!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pls do not stay away from me, pls remain a safe distance from me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pls still continue to be my fren T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not desperate. I am just dead bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night readers, Gonna go back to sleep. So that i can attend school again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-5911618511330337625?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5911618511330337625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=5911618511330337625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5911618511330337625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5911618511330337625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-is-jane.html' title='Where is Jane?'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-4757392923832487028</id><published>2009-08-05T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T05:32:39.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad?</title><content type='html'>Yes dad. I came back earlier from school today and actually just had 1 period of Add maths and the form 5s were called to dewan bakti and dewan kuliah, divided by gender. Girls were called to dewan bakti and guys- dewan kuliah. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stupid haze made it hard for me to breathe and I kept choking for air. Literally, I was having a cough and the haze is just not helping me recover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still thinking if i should take part in the competition. I mean IT IS my last year. And there's no other chance like this.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby says GO FOR ITTT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chi Cheng says.. hmmm I also dunno laa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm??????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad, today, was probably demented.. He fetched me back from school 1 hour after his called which he said he needed only 15 mins. (As usual) Went home, I offered to make him breakfast. So i offered to make him half-boiled eggs. He said okay after he found out there was bread in the refridgerator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then switched the kettle on (old fashion i know) and turned my attention to the ostrich eggs my sister asked me to take care of. I was suppose to stick more sworovski crystals on top, the thing is, the cement she bought flows out continuously and it's difficult to recap. So i told her, if you want me to help you with this, you gotta be with me when i do it. If not your eggs(ostrich) will be covered with cement(transparent but shiny) and not beautiful crystals. Immediately, we thought up an idea. We squeeze the whole cement tube and into a container, and we just gotta roll the eggs over it and simply sprinkle the crystals on top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO WAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UGLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dISRESPECTFUL TO ART.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LAZY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT ARTISTIC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last but not least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT BEAUTIFUL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 small tiny packet of sworovski crystals is just like the amount of small crystals you can hold on your palm and it'd already cost ranging from 30 ++ to 60++ depending on the sizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just when i ended the conversation with my sister, the kettle whistled. I ran over the stupid kettle screaming for attention and made the half boiled eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad was caring today, he &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;washed everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; i used to cook the half boil eggs(sadly not his). He &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;put back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; the soya sauce and also the peppers. He asked me how was my day, altho it was still 8.30am in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt, at ease I guess. He then went to the piano and played a few emo songs. I sat my big butt infront of the PC watching P.S I Love You. As always, comments from readers after watching the movie? SUCK. But till now, this is the worse movie brought to life from the book. It's &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;disastrous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. They made Holly sound like just some cheap bitch while in the book, she lived with &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;dignity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. How can they even have the heart to say that Frank (Holly's loving and caring and humorous dad) left her mom??? He loved his wife so much! (which was Elizabeth) and in the movie, Elizabeth reborned and became Patricia or some other names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the helll?? Well, I'm the type of person that waits for the credits. It seems the movie was dedicated to some girl who died in 2005. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Okay.. Understandable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So then i proceeded to my next goal watching the credits, the producer's name. Not some distinguished uncle, so i then skipped to the cast, it's either my knowlege for celebrities is just WAY below average, or they're just someone who played the  trees and the grass in a kindergarten concert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to run a very very unfair game between mom and dad and see who cares for more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;1 point goes to dad, who asked me how was my life and atleast pretended to listen and care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;1 point goes to mommy, with her own bare hands without the help of my father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;1 point goes to dad, who picks me up from school and ask if i'm all okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;1 point goes to mommy, who checks if i'm sick when i sleep in the living room with strong fan and thin blanket after a fight the night before. ( what a mouthful)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;1 point for daddy who listens to my problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;1 point to mommy who directs me through life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Dad - 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Mom - 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-4757392923832487028?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4757392923832487028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=4757392923832487028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/4757392923832487028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/4757392923832487028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/dad.html' title='Dad?'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-7438986855224938769</id><published>2009-08-05T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T02:24:11.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is something wrong?</title><content type='html'>Cos i think u just snapped at me? I think i'm mad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7438986855224938769?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7438986855224938769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=7438986855224938769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7438986855224938769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7438986855224938769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-something-wrong.html' title='Is something wrong?'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-5140864949762193822</id><published>2009-08-03T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:02:21.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To mom.</title><content type='html'>Just to let you know a part of me thinks of you always. A part of me will always love you. A part of me will always forgive you. A part of me will always appreciate you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always insist on being with ppl when they need me, no matter the gender. You told me to butt out of stuff. A society like this, if everyone just focus on their own and doesn't see to the need of others, you'll never get to find a shoulder to cry on when you need one, when you lay sick on the hospital bed, bored to death, hoping a person will pay you a visit, nobody will come. Why? because just like you, their busy with their own business. When u need a helping hand, you'd be alone. Why? Cos you're too occupied with your work and neglected others, and what makes you feel that you deserve the attention when you have not given out any, to anybody, anyhow, anywhen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if it's a friend, who just needs to share a part of their life. It will be nice, to know it yourself that when they're in need, you were there, holding their hand, walking them through difficulty. Because, helping others, you do not need a condition, you do not need to be rich, you do not need to be strong physically, all you need, is just a little bit of your time. To care for others. And time, a natural element that God gave us, something that we can never purchase. Why is it made so? Because God knows, if we'll have to buy time from him, everyone will become as self-centered as ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time is free. We have 24 hours a day. We have 7 days in a week. It will not appear to have onli 18 hours in a day when we wake up. Why is it set this way? TO have 24 hours a day and definitely 7 days in a week. So as to let us manage our time well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to help. I want to help. It is my passion to help. I wish to help, whenever, wherever, however. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've never been there for my swimming competitions to cheer for me. To tell me ''You did great darling!'' after i worked hard for it. To pour me a hot drink and ask '' Are you cold my dear?''  Or just show a sign that you're proud of me. You weren't there. I've been to a plenty of swimming competitions. I asked you to be there for me every single time. You were never to be seen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before my event, I'd always thought to myself. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;What i would do if i could just have my mom here. To tell me '' Go for it! You can do it! You've worked hard for it and you deserve to win!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I look around. Children of my age, talking to their parents. A simple act of a father patting the son's head, supporting him. I stood there, lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I quickly wiped away my tears when an adult approached me. That kind soft voice asked '' Are you okay love?'' I smiled weakly at the stranger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singing competitions. You've seen me practised and practised. You asked me nothing regarding anything. You never seem to care. Mayb you do, deep in your heart. What's the point of having to care for someone when you do not express it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know if you do get your hands on this. You'd say ''During my generation, my parents let me off to work at 12. I had no love from them. I got to work it out my own. I started everything myself.'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay wonder woman! I'm sorry i couldn't be like you! I know i'm very very lucky to have you as my dearly only mother. I can never ever find anybody else to replace you and i can never love anybody as i have my love for you. If that's your treatment and you know it sucks. Does that mean you'd want me to go through that as well? Just to have a bite of how you felt like? To suffer like how you did? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as you love me. You've been a wet blanket. Not only to me, also to dad and many more. Discouraging people. Mayb it is me who's being over sensitive here. But i do care and make it to a point that, mayb it's true, every single word you say. Even if it hurts or it just lights up my whole day. A slight sign or action that shows that you care. Mayb just ask me a question of ''How's your day?'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isn't that hard. I'm sure, that you wouldn't have to dig your pocket to search for a coin to insert into your mouth, and it'd open and say ''How's you day?'' and you'd clamp your mouth shut till the next coin goes in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You do not have to do that, just to offer some kindness. It comes within, it is free. It is unlimited. It is done on your own free will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand you'd have to work for my future. I know you're thinking of my future and planned far ahead. YOu'd know what's best for me. But i do not see any harm in if i would wanna help someone who dires help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure, when i need help, and you couldn't find a time to slot yourself in just to see me ( like the work excuse you always use all the time) you'd like someone to be there for me. and now that someone actually still do care about me right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why cant i do the same for others? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't they need to be convinced that someone loves them, that someone cares for them, that one will be there when in trouble? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are lots of things in my life, all my firsts that you've missed. Sometimes, this tiny events that you think it's unimportant, will be the missing pieces in your puzzle when you leave. The missing pieces you'd never get to get your hands on. Because, there's only once for FIRST times, there will not be another time. The secret to your perfect puzzle in life, is the tiny tiny pieces that makes up a whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every event will be different. Every individual, time, venue, feeling, will never be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need you in my life. I need to know you'd be there for me and you'd let me be there for other people. I need to know that you realise, i'd rather have you beside me all the time than having the luxury you provide us with. I need to know, that you love me dearly. Mayb just 5 mins each day to bond, would satisfy my craving for your love. To be able to convince myself, that you still care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you mom. I'd always will. Just please do understand me. Because you've already missed out a lot. It will never be too late if you ask, as i am still here, waiting. Just for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I know i sound like the stupidest and whiniest ppl now, and how immature i sound. But these are the things that i wish you'd know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-5140864949762193822?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5140864949762193822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=5140864949762193822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5140864949762193822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/5140864949762193822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-mom.html' title='To mom.'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-7426527110415790692</id><published>2009-08-03T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:01:54.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It'S all abouT him..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SnefDWRt8TI/AAAAAAAABUU/Iw5mUfk4T2k/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SnefDWRt8TI/AAAAAAAABUU/Iw5mUfk4T2k/s320/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365932360903553330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sky is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thusday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby got admitted. i skipped school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby's operation, dam worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and nick. sneaked to hospital as i weren't suppose to do so. As i was partially recovered from falling sick. One, I might get infected with various viruses in the hospital and fall sick again. Or. I'd pass my cough to my dearest teddy. Which will hurt him (surgery wound) if he coughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicholas and I was camping for a cab. It was all taken! So we gave up and just hitched on the bus instead. We were there early i guess.. His bed wasn't there. After a while playing with the sanitizer available outside every ward, saw the nurses and his mom pushing his ward bed back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stood outside a lil bit longer. After his mama left. me and Nicholas went in. He was REAL drowsy. Left the hospital at 3pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night, Sally fetched me to the hospital again to check him out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up early and took a cab to the hospital again, was there around 9 till round late 2pm.. Then off to work! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was there alone with him. The doctor came in, physio therapist came in as well. Dr. Hanizan is hot, and Dr. Ng has a nice ass! Uh.. For the physio therapist? Couldn't see anything cos she's all wrapped up. But if i have to.. I'd say she has beautiful eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was dead bored. As i read my book, i made him do my English tuition's vocabulary workbook =D i'm an awesome girlfren i know! He did it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was dead bored on the bed.. And i was dead hungry, refused to eat his food. So i decided to bring him down for a walk! He was on his crutches for the second time. He wasn't quite use to it yet, and i was holding my breath all tensed up afraid he'd fall. Stood behind him and watched him carefully so as to make sure the worse doesn't happen. My poor heart was pounding so fast and hard that it feels like it's gonna explode at any moment. If he falls that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We managed to get down to Delifrance, and i don't wan him to walk any further. We both sat down at the nearest table possible, to save the hassle of getting further and back again later. I went to get my food, and was critisizing how lame the paper they have with the tray was. As i read, he realised i stopped eating. I wasn't really in a mood to eat anyway. I lost my appetite. I was no longer hungry when i was in Delifrance. I just wanted my heart to have some rest b4 i pass out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip back to his ward. Was worse. I collapsed on the chair the moment he was safe and sound with his leg perched on a pillow. Poured him a cup of water and i just let my head rest on his bed and panted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continue chatting and shared secret jokes between us till I left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom picked me up and went straight to the pool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby was home already and resting. Just kept nagging him to move his leg and told him if he doesnt. His leg muscles will shrink and the operated leg will be an inch shorter than the perfectly normal one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to school but was dead bored. It just didnt feel right not seeing him in school. I felt so empty. Practically i almost skipped the whole day of school as  suddenly my attack came. I just read my book to cover my expressions. It was blood donation day. It was a waste i couldn't donate mine =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school i went home and got ready to head to baby's house in Kelana Jaya. What the hell.. His house is just BEAUTIFUL! It wasn't spacious for the first floor, but the second one was just. WOW. breath taking. I fell in love with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had McD after that. For dinner. I realised he kept picking up the crumps from the table and i just said '' You're the type of person who are just too lazy to wipe the table right?'' He smiled and say '' Yeap!'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then looked down at my side. The stupid Spicy Chicken McDeluxe made a mess! Perhaps it was me, but still i offered that i'd make sure the table's clean after that. He just kept wiping my mouth as the very messy mayo and lettuce smear all over my face. He was happy that he'd actually get to have coke and fries at the same time i guess.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well after an episode of According To Jim. He called a cab and we went down together. His aunt picked him up and went while i just stood in front of the guard house for the taxi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He apologised. I get it la. WHATEVER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't go to school. Baby's got a physio therapy appointment at 2.30pm since i'm rotting at home, i offered if he needs my company. Oh well. He said yes. Just gotta find transport there now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to get to the Hospital from Kelana Jaya? I'm not familiar with busses at all, mayb they'd bring me to Perak or some place like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7426527110415790692?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7426527110415790692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=7426527110415790692' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-1678895829347162523</id><published>2009-07-29T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:05:26.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Life!</title><content type='html'>I'm sick. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;illnesses :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- cough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- fever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- cold &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- sore throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;precautions i took :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- more coconut water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- more sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- more whining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- more excuses to skip tuition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- more phone calls from frens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things that i'm not comfortable about :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- my nose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- my throat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- my medications (more)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- about smth abt the class and some selfish act&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the things i need :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- abalone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- shark fin soup &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- blueberry cheese tarts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Dewey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all for today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nights!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-1678895829347162523?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1678895829347162523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=1678895829347162523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1678895829347162523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/1678895829347162523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye-life.html' title='Goodbye Life!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-9212631258002005069</id><published>2009-07-26T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T07:12:23.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved on?</title><content type='html'>It was really too much for me to comprehend. I couldnt believe it. I just thought you'd wait and wait. I guess it's really time you'd move on and get what you both deserve. I hope to see you soon. I've been really worried. I hope you both can find happiness in each other. After all, she IS  a perfect package unlike me. &lt;div&gt;I tot i was the only special one. I cant stop myself from watching the video you made for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;confused with my feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-9212631258002005069?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/9212631258002005069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=9212631258002005069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/9212631258002005069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/9212631258002005069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/07/moved-on.html' title='Moved on?'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-319807339565337324</id><published>2009-07-26T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T05:09:15.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Subang Village!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Went to Subang Village for the celebration of my mom's excellent result in both her course in New Era University.  She got A- for both subject and so, we were brought to Outback Steakhouse! They're pilaf rice is just amazing. however u spell it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;found a community chest right outside their Village Grocer. It really touched my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmxGWNbAMuI/AAAAAAAABUM/LUKXlRRvpa4/s1600-h/DSC02565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmxGWNbAMuI/AAAAAAAABUM/LUKXlRRvpa4/s320/DSC02565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362738603665404642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmxGWNSjG5I/AAAAAAAABUE/54WuKpJh-4E/s1600-h/DSC02567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmxGWNSjG5I/AAAAAAAABUE/54WuKpJh-4E/s320/DSC02567.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362738603629943698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you can put it whatever they stated on the board. It'll be sent to the needy somewhere. It's such a loving act that's really needed all around the world. Kids and people famished and die of starvation everyday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promised bby i'll send him a pic with my specs and i did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmxGVhxAdRI/AAAAAAAABT8/n9t6Dpq8www/s1600-h/DSC02582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmxGVhxAdRI/AAAAAAAABT8/n9t6Dpq8www/s320/DSC02582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362738591946536210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well it was an all in one picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To show :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. my specs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. i cut my nails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. the love thinggy that i got from the donation to the deaf and mute society thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.i'm wearing the necklace he gave me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all for this saturday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-319807339565337324?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/319807339565337324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=319807339565337324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/319807339565337324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/319807339565337324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/07/subang-village.html' title='Subang Village!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmxGWNbAMuI/AAAAAAAABUM/LUKXlRRvpa4/s72-c/DSC02565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-7036271187427679086</id><published>2009-07-24T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:35:13.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Club - Egg Fever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me and Chi Cheng went down to KL by cab, to the Space Club and Asian Heritage Row. Right next to Sheraton Hotel. We were really really rushing and i manage to change my shoe and had smth to eat during the journey. The cabby was cursing and driving recklessly. Charged us for like RM 20 bucks. I'd say it's a rip off but we're rushing, so too bad for us. Manage to get there in time and experience for the first time, how my sister sound like on the mic. REALLY DIFFERENT! She speaks really really well and her voice is just soothing (unlike the tone she use when she's with me)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;so we got to our work place. took pics and started working!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;BTW. This is a Biotherm Skin Vivo launch! It repairs the DNA! Amazing stuff!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;our work table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpzktkk2II/AAAAAAAABTw/R_ZPkaaUMk0/s1600-h/DSC02526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpzktkk2II/AAAAAAAABTw/R_ZPkaaUMk0/s320/DSC02526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362225380883486850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt; our awesome work place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzkLoOJqI/AAAAAAAABTo/z7ekTfgrz8s/s1600-h/DSC02525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzkLoOJqI/AAAAAAAABTo/z7ekTfgrz8s/s320/DSC02525.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362225371771971234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;dark i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpzj-VOmpI/AAAAAAAABTg/wVh_u9nb7bI/s1600-h/DSC02535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpzj-VOmpI/AAAAAAAABTg/wVh_u9nb7bI/s320/DSC02535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362225368202648210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;the craftman for the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;      Chi Cheng and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzjvS33YI/AAAAAAAABTY/44LrdtoaASE/s1600-h/DSC02538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzjvS33YI/AAAAAAAABTY/44LrdtoaASE/s320/DSC02538.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362225364166237570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;With a drink, we started working&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzIdnciXI/AAAAAAAABTQ/80ecZv53D4Q/s1600-h/DSC02503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzIdnciXI/AAAAAAAABTQ/80ecZv53D4Q/s320/DSC02503.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362224895564220786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzH14lg0I/AAAAAAAABTI/AMuQvt0xNQA/s1600-h/DSC02506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzH14lg0I/AAAAAAAABTI/AMuQvt0xNQA/s320/DSC02506.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362224884898693954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chi Cheng doin it the PRO way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzHtaa9CI/AAAAAAAABTA/JW7YOzsl4fk/s1600-h/DSC02504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzHtaa9CI/AAAAAAAABTA/JW7YOzsl4fk/s320/DSC02504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362224882624689186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Space Club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzHPp41CI/AAAAAAAABS4/Frf1xzso3yo/s1600-h/DSC02505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzHPp41CI/AAAAAAAABS4/Frf1xzso3yo/s320/DSC02505.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362224874636497954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the Egg Fever starts here! In every goodie bag, there'd be one awesomely painted ostrich egg and their latest Skin Vivo product! So when they wanna add a little bit of a bling bling to their beautiful egg. They bring it to us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzG-vZvpI/AAAAAAAABSw/EGNNHvbHlME/s1600-h/DSC02510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpzG-vZvpI/AAAAAAAABSw/EGNNHvbHlME/s320/DSC02510.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362224870096223890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyuoZKY3I/AAAAAAAABSo/ql9YVow83YE/s1600-h/DSC02511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpytQVXVOI/AAAAAAAABSI/CQAtQ6zpRUM/s320/DSC02516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362224428142253282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyhTx-8PI/AAAAAAAABSA/NlCd9uycxrM/s1600-h/DSC02517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyhTx-8PI/AAAAAAAABSA/NlCd9uycxrM/s320/DSC02517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362224222909165810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyhLzKrYI/AAAAAAAABR4/mX7e5CXv0Qk/s1600-h/DSC02518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyhLzKrYI/AAAAAAAABR4/mX7e5CXv0Qk/s320/DSC02518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362224220766645634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpyg3K-CwI/AAAAAAAABRw/LcEIYRRKb5U/s1600-h/DSC02519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpyg3K-CwI/AAAAAAAABRw/LcEIYRRKb5U/s320/DSC02519.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362224215229336322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpygrhxsOI/AAAAAAAABRo/ftqxtiKXzRY/s1600-h/DSC02521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpygrhxsOI/AAAAAAAABRo/ftqxtiKXzRY/s320/DSC02521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362224212103770338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpygSTocII/AAAAAAAABRg/2xOySq_TPUI/s1600-h/DSC02522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpygSTocII/AAAAAAAABRg/2xOySq_TPUI/s320/DSC02522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362224205333557378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyMJQpsdI/AAAAAAAABRY/M9x8sWTbDIQ/s1600-h/DSC02523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyMJQpsdI/AAAAAAAABRY/M9x8sWTbDIQ/s320/DSC02523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362223859307753938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biotherm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyL1Dj5dI/AAAAAAAABRQ/D0nqmqrMUl4/s1600-h/DSC02524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyL1Dj5dI/AAAAAAAABRQ/D0nqmqrMUl4/s320/DSC02524.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362223853884138962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyLrBr52I/AAAAAAAABRI/BWXBw4A3h28/s1600-h/DSC02528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyLrBr52I/AAAAAAAABRI/BWXBw4A3h28/s320/DSC02528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362223851191920482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyLDvZEzI/AAAAAAAABRA/f7OMGT95LvM/s1600-h/DSC02529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyLDvZEzI/AAAAAAAABRA/f7OMGT95LvM/s320/DSC02529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362223840646206258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is just amazing! It'd be nicer if taken with a SLR camera tho..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyK9ONSvI/AAAAAAAABQ4/pZDega4_rmQ/s1600-h/DSC02527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpyK9ONSvI/AAAAAAAABQ4/pZDega4_rmQ/s320/DSC02527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362223838896409330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpxxd5xYMI/AAAAAAAABQw/BoKlGkzG2oE/s1600-h/DSC02530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpxxd5xYMI/AAAAAAAABQw/BoKlGkzG2oE/s320/DSC02530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362223400992465090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bathroom. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpxw-YUFOI/AAAAAAAABQo/U0PbKFm_KaQ/s1600-h/DSC02532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpxw-YUFOI/AAAAAAAABQo/U0PbKFm_KaQ/s320/DSC02532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362223392530633954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxwVpISwI/AAAAAAAABQg/iP9CpdQ4oag/s1600-h/DSC02533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxwVpISwI/AAAAAAAABQg/iP9CpdQ4oag/s320/DSC02533.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362223381595310850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Space Club again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxvxeQ3VI/AAAAAAAABQY/DbOnVt1Ut2A/s1600-h/DSC02534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxvxeQ3VI/AAAAAAAABQY/DbOnVt1Ut2A/s320/DSC02534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362223371886058834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The awesome and complicated structure of DNA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxvtvxnhI/AAAAAAAABQQ/5-DYjlAk3_Y/s1600-h/DSC02536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxvtvxnhI/AAAAAAAABQQ/5-DYjlAk3_Y/s320/DSC02536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362223370885766674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxTgRqj_I/AAAAAAAABP4/LOjl8_4GOWU/s1600-h/DSC02539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxTgRqj_I/AAAAAAAABP4/LOjl8_4GOWU/s320/DSC02539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362222886233477106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxTRS5FTI/AAAAAAAABPw/_fiQJkpcj1Y/s1600-h/DSC02541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxTRS5FTI/AAAAAAAABPw/_fiQJkpcj1Y/s320/DSC02541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362222882212091186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxTKtqjzI/AAAAAAAABPo/wcjHTOvPxAk/s1600-h/DSC02542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxAj2W2ZI/AAAAAAAABPY/POH9H_nMoCU/s320/DSC02545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362222560775166354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxAYp0-5I/AAAAAAAABPQ/8SNlzsXpu8E/s1600-h/DSC02546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxAYp0-5I/AAAAAAAABPQ/8SNlzsXpu8E/s320/DSC02546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362222557769825170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxAB3BK9I/AAAAAAAABPI/dsOf_VGD9-E/s1600-h/DSC02547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpxAB3BK9I/AAAAAAAABPI/dsOf_VGD9-E/s320/DSC02547.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362222551651134418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpw_0F6bkI/AAAAAAAABPA/fXcPTwS4FN0/s1600-h/DSC02548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpw_0F6bkI/AAAAAAAABPA/fXcPTwS4FN0/s320/DSC02548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362222547955510850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwzDBYUzI/AAAAAAAABO4/4JnX-Rd7SsE/s1600-h/DSC02549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwzDBYUzI/AAAAAAAABO4/4JnX-Rd7SsE/s320/DSC02549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362222328624730930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwyqDVRhI/AAAAAAAABOw/X2ZLONoyprE/s1600-h/DSC02550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwyqDVRhI/AAAAAAAABOw/X2ZLONoyprE/s320/DSC02550.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362222321922033170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwyCUZPnI/AAAAAAAABOo/upr9qKh2la8/s1600-h/DSC02551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwyCUZPnI/AAAAAAAABOo/upr9qKh2la8/s320/DSC02551.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362222311256178290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wonderful view when you get out of Space Club! Imagine after a whole night of clubbing, coming out of the club. A sight to behold. With the night lights..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwxzXoluI/AAAAAAAABOg/2s0UGVaOaGI/s1600-h/DSC02552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwxzXoluI/AAAAAAAABOg/2s0UGVaOaGI/s320/DSC02552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362222307243235042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwxHzE7tI/AAAAAAAABOY/ZhiHS0YKtFw/s1600-h/DSC02553.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwxHzE7tI/AAAAAAAABOY/ZhiHS0YKtFw/s320/DSC02553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362222295547178706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lab equipments =] very scientific huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpwc0nffjI/AAAAAAAABOQ/lJ7VylSn7yI/s1600-h/DSC02556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpwc0nffjI/AAAAAAAABOQ/lJ7VylSn7yI/s320/DSC02556.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362221946800930354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwcghVIjI/AAAAAAAABOI/ovDH627kq84/s1600-h/DSC02557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwcghVIjI/AAAAAAAABOI/ovDH627kq84/s320/DSC02557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362221941406376498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwcD_L1KI/AAAAAAAABOA/jUOLtaBZrDA/s1600-h/DSC02559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwcD_L1KI/AAAAAAAABOA/jUOLtaBZrDA/s320/DSC02559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362221933746967714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after a days work! It was time to pack and leave at 5pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry i've got no picture when me and Chi Cheng were sticking the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;sworsovski crystal&lt;/span&gt;s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;But a few professionals did. With SLR cameras! We worked non stop man. Ppl handing their eggs over to us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;and we actually get to do the touching up is just really really nice~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpwb1ZdKGI/AAAAAAAABN4/-z8yF75xuSc/s1600-h/DSC02560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpwb1ZdKGI/AAAAAAAABN4/-z8yF75xuSc/s320/DSC02560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362221929830623330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving with a heavy heart =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwbVZo9_I/AAAAAAAABNw/ORQwqGiHIjs/s1600-h/DSC02561.JPG"&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/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmpwbVZo9_I/AAAAAAAABNw/ORQwqGiHIjs/s320/DSC02561.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362221921241462770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7036271187427679086?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7036271187427679086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=7036271187427679086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7036271187427679086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7036271187427679086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/07/space-club-egg-fever.html' title='Space Club - Egg Fever!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/Smpzktkk2II/AAAAAAAABTw/R_ZPkaaUMk0/s72-c/DSC02526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-3296007523632448455</id><published>2009-07-23T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T07:15:59.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking but true</title><content type='html'>I've never really realise and look into you. Now that i do, from the outside, you just look so darn selfish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had goosebumps when i saw how you acted reacted and responded. It was creepy.  I thought we'd be grown up enough to be less selfish, even if we are, it wouldn't be that direct. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were just frankly purely, without disguise or shame. Selfish to the core. You always put the blame on others. Pushing responsibilities away. The first thing that comes into mind is yourself you and always you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seldom put other's feelings into consideration. It was all about you and it will always be all about you, you and only you. I wish you find happiness in doing this. Because I just couldn't find a valid reason what's all this about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop being a fake. It's disgusting, repulsive and I am more disgusted than I've ever  been before. May the good Lord bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-3296007523632448455?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3296007523632448455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=3296007523632448455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3296007523632448455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3296007523632448455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/07/shocking-but-true.html' title='Shocking but true'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-3572687215361175482</id><published>2009-07-20T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T06:19:37.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a short post.</title><content type='html'>Read it carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmRuw_CczBI/AAAAAAAABNA/rufbJpUWjWQ/s1600-h/DSC02474%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmRuw_CczBI/AAAAAAAABNA/rufbJpUWjWQ/s320/DSC02474%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360531244312218642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain idiotic ppl who doesnt read signboards. It's not really that difficult to understand right? I mean it's in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmRuRMKfXKI/AAAAAAAABM4/SzYhLYmYBbw/s1600-h/DSC02475%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmRuRMKfXKI/AAAAAAAABM4/SzYhLYmYBbw/s320/DSC02475%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360530698079788194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my mom's car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-3572687215361175482?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3572687215361175482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=3572687215361175482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3572687215361175482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/3572687215361175482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-short-post.html' title='Just a short post.'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SmRuw_CczBI/AAAAAAAABNA/rufbJpUWjWQ/s72-c/DSC02474%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-7370614592335779324</id><published>2009-07-20T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T06:06:17.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We were seriously rushing in tropicana city mall. The service at Kenny Rogers is extremely bad we had to serve ourself. There were 2 waitress and 1 occasionally has to be at the cashier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, leaving only 1 waitress serving with a lot of food waiting. The food got cold and yah. BAD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother passed his wallet to Sal and rushed for the ads. Sadly he didnt make it, apparently the GSC at Tropicana City Mall is really punctual. We were 15 mins late. I was too stubborn and insisted for popcorn cos i know the scenes coming ahead, i'm gonna hafta use the popcorn box. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still hungry too la !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about the movie. Many ppl are suppose to die =( but only Dumbledore did. I was actually expecting the scene of Dumbledore's funeral, cos it was pretty grand, and it will also be one of the KEY points of the next Harry Potter movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also did not explain why Snape named himself The Half Blood Prince. As what everybody always say. The book was sooooo much better. Personally i just think a thick book like that was just too hard to squish it in a 2.5 hour movie la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy playing Severus Snape gained LOTSA weight man. It was repulsive! I saw his belly and he's starting to grow breasts. He's suppose to be skinny and the dark black robe draping over him, hanging, now it's like He took half an hour putting the costume up. Like a girl who gained tones of weight still trying to fit in their size 28 jeans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find Lavender Brown quite pretty, but just freaky sometimes. Hahahahaha loved it when she drew on the glass during the journey back to Hogwarts i think. I actually expected Romilda Vane and Lavender to be more ugly. Like Cho Chang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home talked on the phone with bby and slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many has happened in my life and now i'm baffled. It's like i hafta choose between living a rich and great life, or be stupid and love the person i'm with now and do whatever it is to maintain our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say the offer Kyan gave was VERY EXTREMELY tempting. It would have saved me a whole lot of cash since i'm facing some financial crisis. Who isnt la pls! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Alan about the offer Kyan brought up. He seem unhappy about it and he thinks i'm gonna leave him. He is swaying laa.. I'm just afraid becos of this the whole thing will fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the part of the relationship i fear is coming , where the guy changes. When we first started off, LIKE IN ALL RELATIONSHIPs, their the perfect guy and bla bla bla. He gets credit for me immediately when i say i needs it. It took him the whole day today. Mayb he'd have some really good excuse that i wouldn't accept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he still got the credit for me. I'm wondering if i should be grateful that he gets me credit or be ungrateful that took him so darn long and left me missing him. I wanted to die la. Technically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for yesterday,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-7370614592335779324?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7370614592335779324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=7370614592335779324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7370614592335779324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/7370614592335779324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html' title='Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875733085655580537.post-524232369837939465</id><published>2009-07-12T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T04:04:45.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's Time agaiN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;In a family, an organization, a team, or just a group of friends, requires a certain amount of tolerance. In a family, tolerating with someone short-tempered might prepare you for your future petty boss, or might even train your hidden or ignored debating skills. In an organization, voicing out your opinion or ideas but no one bothered and were only focused on their own creativity within limited range. In a group of friends, we all came from a different family background, some might be stuck ups, humble, bitchy, ungrateful, nice and cheerful. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;When sometimes our plans got messed up by someone dear to you or even worse some unknown stranger, ruined your plan or your future just because of that fraction of a second, they were being self-centered and weren’t thinking right. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;We tend to get pissed off and really cross with that somebody. For the vengeful people, immediately they’re going to think of some other ways to stab the dumb prick. Seriously, I would do that and laugh at him all my life when I ruined his too. What if the evil plan we had didn’t work out well, and while you laugh at him your whole life that you happily ruined it, you notice, you’re actually right beside them. Rotten, black-hearted, a fool and unwilling to listen. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;Tolerance,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;plays too much in our life that sometimes&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;we no longer wish to tolerate. WHY CANT THE OTHERS TOLERATE WITH ME INSTEAD? WHY MUST IT BE ME? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;The answer’s fairly simple. It’s simply because, everyone around you is just thinking exactly what you thought. Refuse to tolerate. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;I just wanna tell myself, stop being so whiny because you disgust me. You are so repulsive, so revolting it makes me sick looking at you. Crying and being weak, thinking whining will get you through life. Well grow up you little useless girl, there are things in life, where they will not stay forever. It is up to you to grasp onto it and know how to keep and maintain the perfect condition. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;Everything is in your hand. Pick the right choice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;It’s okay that sometimes you don’t get what you want. It’s okay to be positive and just smile it over. Stop beating yourself up, because when you condemn yourself, you are also condemning others. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#31849B;mso-themecolor: accent5;mso-themeshade:191"&gt;Tears will not change your life, so get up and get moving. Coming to a halt has been a total waste of time. I ought that you will keep this in mind. Learn to love yourself. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Arial Unicode MS';color:#31849B;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Arial Unicode MS';color:#31849B;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Arial Unicode MS';color:#31849B;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Arial Unicode MS';color:#31849B;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Last but not least,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Arial Unicode MS';color:#31849B;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;jane&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Arial Unicode MS';color:#31849B;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Arial Unicode MS';color:#31849B;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Arial Unicode MS';color:#31849B;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Arial Unicode MS';color:#31849B;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Arial Unicode MS';color:#31849B;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875733085655580537-524232369837939465?l=butterfliesjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/feeds/524232369837939465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875733085655580537&amp;postID=524232369837939465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/524232369837939465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875733085655580537/posts/default/524232369837939465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterfliesjane.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-time-again.html' title='it&apos;s Time agaiN!'/><author><name>Help to Save mother Earth!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03229393746088484140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PA9xKHHLM-s/SagVaaFHVdI/AAAAAAAAAyw/a__KSZQl-Z8/S220/51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
