<?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-3931779588777330437</id><updated>2011-07-31T13:19:04.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack-Jason-Aw-Chan-Paria lar</title><subtitle type='html'>sick of living in the dark</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-1518417267949958284</id><published>2009-10-10T23:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:47:58.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Been A While.....</title><content type='html'>Jeez. HAHAHA. The time I last post something on my blog was nearly 2 months back. You could say that its really dusty. People have been asking me to update this blog ASAP. Well, it takes a lot of effort for me to start writing something here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. How have I been? I'm doing great actually. Had much sorrows and disappointments before this. But I'm now starting to accept this reality. I guess I'm not ready to take on the challenges that are awaiting me in the outside world. Hence, I'm still here in Malaysia while more than half of my friends have gone overseas to further their studies. So, what am I up to at the moment? I'm actually studying my A-Levels again....not the entire course of course. Resitting a few papers in January 2010 to improve my grades so that I can get a better chance of studying in a university next year. Singapore, Hong Kong, Australia and perhaps...UK again. Not gonna risk any of my chances anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my third time sitting for most of the papers that I'm retaking. Its funny and sad. Funny because I never thought that I would end up retaking in January 2010. Sad because I have to study the same shit all over again. Plus, I'm retaking practical paper. How to practice the lab experiments?!?! Gee gee. When I was doing my work, I just realised that I could work at a very efficient rate. And that's when I really regret not putting my priorities right during college days. The distractions of the world had brought me down. I wished I could turn back the time but there's no such thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these while, my future actually headed for a suicide. But out of nowhere, a rope with a hook at the end grabbed it right before it hits the ground below. A second chance!! And its now up to myself to hold it tight and pull it back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys won't be like me, especially those of you studying in university. You will be in bigger trouble than me if you start slacking. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write here pretty often now since its more boring nowadays. Sad. Seeya soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to keep myself happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5etCbMTNCk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/N5etCbMTNCk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-1518417267949958284?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1518417267949958284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=1518417267949958284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1518417267949958284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1518417267949958284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-while.html' title='Its Been A While.....'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-1496598945351047892</id><published>2009-07-16T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T01:02:12.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack</title><content type='html'>"We've always gotta start somewhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think you got a rough start, always remember this. We will all have to go through it sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell Suyee.&lt;br /&gt;Never let the bass guitar look down on you. Own it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-1496598945351047892?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1496598945351047892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=1496598945351047892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1496598945351047892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1496598945351047892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/07/jack.html' title='Jack'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-3005003006025540985</id><published>2009-07-01T09:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:59:32.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redang Lang Tengah.</title><content type='html'>Ahhh. Finally, I'm back. Like I said in my previous post, I was off to Lang Tengah Island at night. Reached there at around 10.30am the next morning. That's like...a total of nearly 12 hours!! Very tired. But the moment I set my foot on the sandy beaches of Lang Tengah, I can't wait to explore its underwater beauty!! The chalet was pretty awesome too. Everything you will need, they are all there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of this trip is the snorkelling activity. I got to see so many sea creatures upclose. On the first day of snorkelling, the guide took us to different spots around the island to see various types of fishes and sea corals. At one of the spots, I saw a turtle passed me when I was snorkelling pretty far off from the boat. Quite dangerous of me to swim so far off but oh well, I can swim. =) Immediately, I chased it without hesitating. And I pat it!! So cool!! It wasn't even scared of us humans. On the second day of snorkelling, we were on our way to the Redang Island Marine Park when all of a sudden, we saw a school of dolphins swimming pass the boat. Later in the evening, the guide took some of us to the shark's territory to see some baby sharks. On the way there, I saw stingrays and puffer fish too. According to the guide, he said that we were really lucky to see all of these as not all the other groups get to see them during their trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guide was very friendly too. He showed us so many things that we city people have not seen before. On the last night, he took us along the beach to see the nesting spot of the turtles. Yup. There were eggs there but we were not allowed to touch anything there. But the sad part was, I didn't know mandarin. Throughout the whole trip, he was speaking mandarin. And I had to get the others to translate for me. TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, its an enjoyable trip. I even got tanned as well. Not sure whether you guys would still recognise me. Haha. Sunburn all over my arms and shoulders. Its so painful. But it was all worth the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Props to PHwa and Kim Li for organising such a wonderful trip. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353329660837813762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SkrY9p_M3gI/AAAAAAAAAeY/gPIsjqb22A4/s320/DSC00743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest crab I found on the beach. =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-3005003006025540985?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/3005003006025540985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=3005003006025540985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3005003006025540985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3005003006025540985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/07/redang-lang-tengah.html' title='Redang Lang Tengah.'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SkrY9p_M3gI/AAAAAAAAAeY/gPIsjqb22A4/s72-c/DSC00743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-2485582098410070254</id><published>2009-06-27T11:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:06:21.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful. Dead Tired.</title><content type='html'>Crap. I've been so busy going out and travelling until I forgotten to write something here. Let's see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start off with HELP's A-Levels Annual Prom held at the Sunway Resort and Spa hotel two days ago. First time I had to fetch so many people there. So difficult for my car to move fast. TT Overall, it was good I would say. I like the band performance. Can't remember the name of the band tho. Haha. Everyone looked so cool and pretty on that night. It was a wonderful night for me. I'll never forget this night. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't have pictures. Sorry. Normal lar. Too lazy to take pictures. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after prom, the rest of us that were chilling and chit-chatting at the hotel lobby decided to go for a drink at the mamak nearby. Felt so awkward. Everyone just had to turn their heads at us like as if we're a bunch of clowns. I reached home at nearly 4am after fetching everyone home from one end of the world to another. I was damn tired. And just when I thought I could have a good night sleep like everyone else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hour later.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Singapore!!! Wtheck!! Travelling to Singapore at 5am is not funny. Reached there at about one in the afternoon and we headed straight to Orchard Road!! Wheeee!! So nice. Sales everywhere. Can get apparels and bags at a very good deal. You girls will surely enjoy shopping for clothings and bags there. So yeah. What else do you do when you're at Orchard Road besides shopping? Walk walk walk. Take the train. Walk walk walk....zzZzz. My legs were damn pain. Finally, after walking so much, I've gotten myself a pair of Adizeros. =) Yay!! Can start running next week. And there's this new shopping mall which is gonna open soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351863205385050178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SkWjOtt1mEI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/xXRcl2DtvRk/s320/DSC00739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda blurred since the car was moving. I find the lights quite interesting actually. Its gonna be another high-end shopping mall like Paragon. With shops opening soon like Bvlgari, Louis Vuitton and Dolce and Gabbana, looking around would be the only thing I could do there. Hahaha. So, after having dinner with my uncle, my dad and I headed straight back home without stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being so tired, I had lots of fun. Prom and one-day trip to Singapore. And the fun doesn't stop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, Lang Tengah....here I come!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-2485582098410070254?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/2485582098410070254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=2485582098410070254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/2485582098410070254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/2485582098410070254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/06/wonderful-dead-tired.html' title='Wonderful. Dead Tired.'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SkWjOtt1mEI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/xXRcl2DtvRk/s72-c/DSC00739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-6990988133378444522</id><published>2009-06-06T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:37:11.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopefully I Can....</title><content type='html'>I can see it. The road of sleepless nights. Non-stop ginseng tea consumption. I'm gonna go through all these alone. Despite the fact that there's a lot others who are going through the same shit, I still think I'm alone. I'm always alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Everybody needs a someone&lt;br /&gt;Waitin' to be there when things are a-lookin' down&lt;br /&gt;So if you feel a little lonely&lt;br /&gt;Go out, find your one and only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-6990988133378444522?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/6990988133378444522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=6990988133378444522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6990988133378444522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6990988133378444522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/06/hopefully-i-can.html' title='Hopefully I Can....'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-3984558428534744254</id><published>2009-05-10T13:13:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:35:08.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why last day??</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;07/01/2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day of college. I was assigned to A52 Group G Further Maths. Still remember Mr. Khoo making us introduce ourselves during our first maths class? Haha. I didn't really bother to mix around since I'm always shy as you all know. With a brand new start, my enthusiasm to study was on top form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;From February 2008 onwards...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to know people in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through random topics, bullshits and laughters in class, I got to know some amazing people such as Seng Tuck, Wei Kit, Joshua Tay, Adrian Tan, Ke Vin, Jin Khai, Poovan, Bali, Wee Lim, Chee Fai, Jon Hoe and Terk Chen. Wendy plays computer games...damn cool. Ying always gets disturbed by Adrian...damn funny. Sen Yi laughs for no reason...dunno what to say. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through my good friend, Nick Yeow, I got to know some of his classmates. Rajiv, Satish and Edwyn. Had fun hanging out and playing futsal with you guys. Since I follow Nick back most of the time, I got to know Evangeline, a girl...that follows him back too. Walking to Nick's car at Jalan Demurun has been fun. Haha. Through Evangeline, I met Paik Hwa. You two are really random. Whack you with a rubbish bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai Shen has always been nice to help me with my studies. I probably wouldn't have done well in my exams if it wasn't for him. =) Through him, I got to know Khye Ren, his primary schoolmate, in LAN class. At the same time, she has this really nice friend from her secondary school who is in the same LAN class as us. And that's how I know Li Ling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the connection goes on and on....never ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never realised that its such a small world afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many events had occured during this period of time. Both happy times and emo moments. Well, that's what life is all about afterall. Savour the good times and learn your mistakes from the bad times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;28/05/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens so quickly. Back then in January 2008, we were all saying "Hi" to each other. And today, we're all saying "Bye" to each other. Why does it has to be our last day of college today?? Can't it be postponed to another later time?? Sigh. That's how the A levels system works. You can't change that fact. The feeling has not strike me yet tho. Haha. This may be the last day I'm gonna see some of you. But I'm definitely seeing my classmates again since there's extra class. Wtheck. =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always an end to a start for anything. It's an inevitable fact. But for me, I don't think this is the end. In a few months time, we'll all be going our own ways to achieve the things we wanna get in life. Who knows, we might actually bump into each other one day in our workplace or in a cafe somewhere around the globe. Haha. Always expect the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SgZ1GyOzfzI/AAAAAAAAAeI/6LK1Mdk0FC0/s1600-h/DSC00728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334079568090464050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SgZ1GyOzfzI/AAAAAAAAAeI/6LK1Mdk0FC0/s320/DSC00728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy. Say bye to wei kit's foot. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;All those days gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if we're gonna ever.&lt;br /&gt;See all our younglife friends that we made again.&lt;br /&gt;Have we all lost connection?&lt;br /&gt;Life pulls in all directions.&lt;br /&gt;Memories bring us back to where we've been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-3984558428534744254?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/3984558428534744254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=3984558428534744254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3984558428534744254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3984558428534744254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-last-day.html' title='Why last day??'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SgZ1GyOzfzI/AAAAAAAAAeI/6LK1Mdk0FC0/s72-c/DSC00728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-6661055947725054885</id><published>2009-05-03T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:20:15.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic</title><content type='html'>Virginity is not dignity, but the lack of opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;-Fiona a Eugene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-6661055947725054885?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/6661055947725054885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=6661055947725054885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6661055947725054885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6661055947725054885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/05/epic.html' title='Epic'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-8109465233079520115</id><published>2009-05-02T01:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T10:49:21.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Hope</title><content type='html'>Exams are so damn near already. This time, its more important than the ones before. It's either you make it, or you don't. Screw this one up and you're finished. Its that important. For the first time, I've been nerding everyday. Not gonna waste this chance to move forward in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom + Trip. Both are coming in less than two months time. Whee!! On the downside, it means massive expenses. I feel so terrible for forking out so much money from my dad. Don't worry. I'll make you proud. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparations for :&lt;br /&gt;1. Exams - Has started and still ongoing. Books scattered everywhere. Eye bags on the way.&lt;br /&gt;2. Prom - On hold since I don't plan to do anything important.&lt;br /&gt;3. Trip - Need to settle the remaining balance. I'll get it done quickly PHwa. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan, you're damn potong. I was happily telling you about how happy I felt. Then, you just potong me....like that. Hmph. Haha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight peeps. Be right back, after practical exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;When the light starts to burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And the pain returns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I just wish that I could heal the hurt you feel tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-8109465233079520115?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/8109465233079520115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=8109465233079520115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8109465233079520115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8109465233079520115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Last Hope'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-5824763877365186122</id><published>2009-04-26T17:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:49:08.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Stabbed You, Yet You Forgave</title><content type='html'>The moment I've been made to look like a jerk. Seriously, it felt worst than any shit I've been through before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just imagine. You hurt a really good friend of yours like firing a rocket launcher towards that person just because of a small tiny whiny matter. Yes. Back to reality, I actually did that. Its so....what the eff lar. And to realise that I've made that good friend of mine upset and pissed, I felt really lost. You're such a nice person, how could I have done it. &gt;&lt; Full of regret and shame, I don't know how am I ever gonna face that person again. He or she would have told me straight into my face, "Buzz off you f***ing asshole!! Undeserving bitch!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if that turned out, I wouldn't be writing this in the first place. The reason why I'm writing this is because, he or she didn't do that. That's what I wanna testify. Instead, he or she just have to tell me, "I was pissed, but I didn't want it to ruin our friendship." Those simple, yet meaningful words, crumbled down the walls in my heart. I couldn't react. I was stunned. After all those hurtful things I've done to you, yet you wanted our friendship to stay strong. I couldn't ask for more. TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, it was an ordinary Sunday, with an ordinary message by the speaker today at church. Forgiveness. I thought to myself, "Cheh...simple stuff only lar. No big deal.". Well, that was until I got myself into the biggest guilt ever. That's when I realised. Forgiveness. Such a simple thing, yet so powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God. You have always been my guiding light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my good friend. You have truly been one. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-5824763877365186122?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/5824763877365186122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=5824763877365186122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/5824763877365186122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/5824763877365186122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-stabbed-you-yet-you-forgave.html' title='I&apos;ve Stabbed You, Yet You Forgave'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-1420211348993437655</id><published>2009-04-25T12:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:30:57.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Higuma</title><content type='html'>Cheer up emo kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to let it go. TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also time to study. S2 ftw. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-1420211348993437655?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1420211348993437655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=1420211348993437655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1420211348993437655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1420211348993437655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/04/higuma.html' title='Higuma'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-8219035826283776392</id><published>2009-04-25T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T11:17:52.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retrace by Anberlin</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Lc5D2z6hE0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Lc5D2z6hE0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best band ever. Awesome song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-8219035826283776392?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/8219035826283776392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=8219035826283776392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8219035826283776392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8219035826283776392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/04/retrace-by-anberlin.html' title='Retrace by Anberlin'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-5703205222605184052</id><published>2009-04-24T21:33:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:04:06.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracing Steps</title><content type='html'>At the end of the semester every year, there's always this one event which everyone...not really everyone, would be anticipating for. Yes. Prom night. Some people would call it ball. At first, couldn't attend it because we were supposed to have a class trip to lang tengah. Everything was so much more straight forward then. Now, it might be postphoned. Thinking about whether to go or not. 125 bucks wei. I'm already broke. TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, money is besides the matter. I just lost the mood to go. First time I've felt so disgusted over this kinda stuff. Should I go, just because everyone's going? I doubt I would consider that into my ultimate decision. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom night. Walking down the street I've once walked. Sigh. Makes me reminisce the time I had during prom night 2 years back. Still can remember the time you went around one utama to look for your dress. Such a pretty silver dress. Did some pretty simple matching so that what I wear matches your dress. It was fun. Haha. And you definitely looked breath-taking that night. =D Thanks yeelian. It was a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....after writing all that, I just realised that I've mentioned my point. Haha. This is what I'm looking for. An enjoyable night. Would it be like that? Facts are doubting me, but my heart longs to give it a go. Such dilemma. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Oh, how I've tried to get you out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;And I lied, broken words I said.&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd walk on this street again.&lt;br /&gt;Standing where it all began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to forget when I left this town,&lt;br /&gt;But it takes me right back when I come back around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retrace the steps we took on that long summer night.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back there by your side.&lt;br /&gt;Retrace the steps we took when we met worlds away.&lt;br /&gt;Counting backwards while the stars are falling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-5703205222605184052?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/5703205222605184052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=5703205222605184052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/5703205222605184052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/5703205222605184052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/04/tracing-steps.html' title='Tracing Steps'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-2064445888553214268</id><published>2009-04-13T19:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:25:20.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PC Fair 2009</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the late update. I was actually waiting for the right moment to write this out. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's PC fair was rather interesting for me. First time I did an actual shopping at the PC fair. On the first day, wendy, adrian, li ling, terk chen, chee fai, jin khai and myself went to KLCC to check out what's hot there. The telco companies were spamming their broadband promotions like mad!! Imagine....one hundred people coming at you to ask you to subscribe for their packages. WTHECK seriously. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy got herself a pair of the steelseries iron lady headsets. Its pink wei!! 50 bucks extra for the paint. Hahaha. Nvm lar wendy. As long as you like it, that's all that matters. =D Sigh. Left the place empty handed. So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on the second day too. This time, with evan and phwa. My gosh, horrible timing lar the both of you. Make me wait at kl sentral. Haha. Well, after contemplating for half a day, I've bought the steelseries 4H headsets. Good budget seriously. Managed to bargain 10 bucks off. Hehe. While waiting for phwa's dad, we went to the entrance of the petronas philharmonic building. Very nice interiors. Evan just has to bum there. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324145656299314530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SeMqRBAo3WI/AAAAAAAAAc4/2jZ75bN3wqo/s320/DSC00723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A board pointing an arrow towards the concert halls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324145655972378210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SeMqQ_ysNmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/IYkmDc4KDWI/s320/DSC00722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice chandeliers. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day of PC fair, I was there. Yeah. I'm crazy. Who goes to all 3 days? Me. LOL. The crowd yesterday was mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324145662675328338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SeMqRYwzHVI/AAAAAAAAAdA/Ay01BMvEPPk/s320/DSC00724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324145661145350418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SeMqRTEBgRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/tGGgKmtHlcE/s320/DSC00725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I actually bought quite a lot of stuffs. Finally, the "thing" i've been waiting for so long, has arrived into my wide-open arms. Yes. I got a new laptop. YAY!! Pretty good specs for the price I paid. Very satisfied with it now. =D So yeah. I was actually waiting for the laptop so that I could write this post out. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, busy updating and putting all my stuffs into my laptop. Will take a while till everthing is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-2064445888553214268?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/2064445888553214268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=2064445888553214268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/2064445888553214268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/2064445888553214268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/04/pc-fair-2009.html' title='PC Fair 2009'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SeMqRBAo3WI/AAAAAAAAAc4/2jZ75bN3wqo/s72-c/DSC00723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-6792732143899405706</id><published>2009-03-29T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:39:25.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough Black</title><content type='html'>Tired of seeing the black page. Makes me feel sleepy. So, I thought I would change the layout a bit. At least its something brighter and cheerful now. People wouldnt get the first impression of me being an emo child now when they see the yellowish-green layout. Sadly, I dont know how to do photo editing and html stuffs. If not, I could put Simca (from air gear manga) as my background. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit. I dont know how to describe the sounds of lightning. So here goes. It has been raining heavily for the past few days. Yesterday's bang-bangs of lightning has strucked my desktop's mobo (short for motherboard) . TT So sad. Now, I cant play cs and chat on msn comfortably. All my data might be gone too. Shit. That must not happen seriously. I cant afford to lose all my stuffs which took me loads of hours to download. D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, loss in a futsal tournament. I dont mind losing. But losing because I only get to play for 7 minutes in the first half of the first match out of total 3 matches, is pure bullshit. Paid 14 bucks for it. Equivalent to 2 bucks per min. Great. Reason? The same shit that happened to me back in one of my post about a football tournament. Second time this shit happened. Not letting it happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday damn unlucky seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy. What to do? Sleep. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-6792732143899405706?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/6792732143899405706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=6792732143899405706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6792732143899405706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6792732143899405706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/03/enough-black.html' title='Enough Black'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-8665921606864991977</id><published>2009-03-15T20:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:38:28.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong Yet Weak</title><content type='html'>Damn....I've not updated for 2 weeks already. Most of the time I was lazy to type everything out. Haha. Anyway, within the past two weeks, life has been hard on me. So busy with doing work and playing around. Experienced quite a couple of events that has brought my world crashing down to the ground. Most of them are personal. But the one that really hit me like a giant rock being thrown at my face is my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so bad, that I'm not gonna share it with anyone anymore. "Why did I do so badly this time?" I kept asking myself that question. Its so frustrating to know that I didnt get what I expected after all that working my ass off till there's nothing left of me. Then, to think of the number of papers I'm retaking and the amount of stuffs I gotta study, it really breaks me down. With only 7 weeks left, I gotta study 2 times of whatever I did last time. How lar? I have to make so much sacrifice for this. And its gonna be the toughest challenge ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all these, I'm really glad to know that I still have friends that understands. Friends who help me pick up the broken pieces of my life and put them back to wherever they belong to. Friends who carry me back to my feet so that I can continue walking the unexpecting path of life. Friends who help me to focus on my studies and give me motivation to study. I thank you guys for always being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past is over. Now, its time to write out a brand new chapter of my life. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-8665921606864991977?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/8665921606864991977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=8665921606864991977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8665921606864991977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8665921606864991977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/03/strong-yet-weak.html' title='Strong Yet Weak'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-5273192738300140104</id><published>2009-02-25T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:20:56.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Thinking...</title><content type='html'>"The rich gets richer and the poor gets poorer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I always get from people who always wanna advise me but got no other better advise to give me. Well, in my opinion, I believe that its pretty true. The rich already have a large to capital to start off with anything e.g. a new business, investments in land properties, etc. or survive through bad economic recessions such as the one we are all facing now. On the other hand, the poor got almost nothing and its gonna be really difficult for them to survive during the economic recessions. This gives them, not all of them, no choice but to resort to crimes to earn money, thus causing the rate of crimes to increase. Hence, we should becareful nowadays whenever we go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's not my point. Besides the rich and the poor, what about the rest of the population like us who are stuck in between the rich and the poor? While the rich gets richer and the poor gets poorer, do we continue to get stuck in between them? While most would happily remain comfortable at this status, I wanna give it a try to attain or even get close to the rich status. Hahaha. Easier said than done. Its gonna be tough. Even now, its hard to get enough funds to send me to the uni in Singapore. Gotta apply for scholarships now. My academic achievements, is rather terrible I would say. Hope my swimming career last time could help me. Sigh. Hard to get scholarship also. How lar??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-5273192738300140104?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/5273192738300140104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=5273192738300140104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/5273192738300140104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/5273192738300140104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-thinking.html' title='Just Thinking...'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-8490846641574914730</id><published>2009-02-19T08:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:19:57.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Baby!!</title><content type='html'>I wanna thank all my friends for celebrating my bday last saturday. I had lots of fun that day and I hope you too did had fun. Hahaha. Without you guys, it would have just been another ordinary saturday for me. =) And not forgetting, thank you soooo much for the presents. I am really grateful for the presents you guys gave me. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of presents, I wanna highlight one of them. This one, I didn't expect them to actually achieve it. So unbelievable for me....till they gave it in my face. With 45 people contributing to it, I'm so amazed that so many would contribute for my present. LOL. I've been setting my eyes on it for more than half a year, and I finally get to own it!! Not just happy man!! Ecstatic would be the word!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what those 45 people got for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304305829178011170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SZyuDFgwbiI/AAAAAAAAAbc/QpL1hlHKNFU/s320/DSC00697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304305834006836450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SZyuDXgCdOI/AAAAAAAAAbk/2kK07kl8qQo/s320/DSC00698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It's the Creative ZEN X-Fi!! My new baby!! HAHA. This is the 8GB version of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304305836853721506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SZyuDiGyeaI/AAAAAAAAAbs/01LKLurp2Rw/s320/DSC00699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The display resolution is excellent I would say. The screen has a 2.5 inch diagonal length. Quite big for such a small player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304305844535704306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SZyuD-uUOvI/AAAAAAAAAb0/pxumpIJ0cAg/s320/DSC00700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304305841078410242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SZyuDx2CHAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/fSHw6KCh9gI/s320/DSC00701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound quality is also really good. Paired with the EP-830 in-ear earphones provided, the X-Fi (also known as Extreme Fidelity) feature works really well. Some of the lost details are recovered. The bass sounds cleaner. Acoustic strumming is sharper. Hi-hat and cymbals of the drums sounds more crisp. Very nice. I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304311334338785474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SZyzDh1XcMI/AAAAAAAAAcE/9TlcNL2_v7M/s320/DSC00702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, I've just received this Arsenal football. Thanks for the football!! =D Yay!! Can play ball at home now. Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap. I'm gonna miss the bus to college anytime soon. I'm off now peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-8490846641574914730?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/8490846641574914730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=8490846641574914730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8490846641574914730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8490846641574914730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-new-baby.html' title='My New Baby!!'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SZyuDFgwbiI/AAAAAAAAAbc/QpL1hlHKNFU/s72-c/DSC00697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-8457949767405685482</id><published>2009-02-13T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:10:28.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th lar</title><content type='html'>Rihanna did picked a good date to perform in Malaysia. Yes lar that's right. Kena bit by chris brown. LOL. Damn wtheck wei. Like dog only. Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is valentine's day. Everyone's gonna be busy, buying roses, chocolates, going out for date(s), bla bla bla...you know...the usual valentine's day stuffs. While everyone's gonna be in the valentine mood, I'm gonna be busy sleeping in the morning, busy cooking in the afternoon, and busy enjoying at night. WOOO!! Yes lar that's right. 4 more hours to go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, tapow-ed the public in CS at blitz. Mouse scared to play with me already. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-8457949767405685482?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/8457949767405685482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=8457949767405685482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8457949767405685482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8457949767405685482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-13th-lar.html' title='Friday the 13th lar'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-8499969265402062233</id><published>2009-01-31T01:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T03:36:24.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Over</title><content type='html'>Yup!! Exams are finally over....well, just for now. Further pure sucked really badly man. Let's just hope and pray that I would do better than my mocks. Hahaha. Anyway, there's still a long journey ahead for all of us. With more challenges awaiting ahead of our lives. Hmmm...you know what? Let's sidetrack from the talk of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rewind kinda whirling sound.....#%#$^#*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I think its time we should get a break. After three weeks of gruelling late night studying, I get one week of rest. I'm really thankful for this one week break. I guess its sufficient for me. Not too long to get my brains rusty and not too short to do everything I want to do. Let's see....I definitely must play football and badminton. Catch up with my anime. Watch movies. OH YES!! LEFT 4 DEAD!! TINGGAL EMPAT MATI!! Must play that one at blitzone one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297157186648772066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SYNIZU2bjeI/AAAAAAAAAbU/_2apDD1zpU0/s320/left-4-dead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297157186327420770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SYNIZTp0H2I/AAAAAAAAAbM/8_IdAxLMCcQ/s320/art-zoey-600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the character I always wanna play. Zoe!! HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297157184121774034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SYNIZLb8n9I/AAAAAAAAAbE/NEexMor2UdQ/s320/20750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is her in real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh. It's saturday already. Another 2 more weeks to go before someone grows old. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-8499969265402062233?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/8499969265402062233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=8499969265402062233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8499969265402062233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8499969265402062233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-over.html' title='Finally Over'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SYNIZU2bjeI/AAAAAAAAAbU/_2apDD1zpU0/s72-c/left-4-dead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-1741362811752984052</id><published>2009-01-18T13:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:00:38.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not for long....</title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time since I last wrote something here. Everyone's saying I'm damn emo. Of course I emo lar. Previously I was damn not prepared for my exams lar. Kept worrying about what if I didnt study everything in time. Ironically, everything turned out differently for me in the end. For the past one week of exams, everything seems to be okay. I'm very happy with how I've performed for my first 6 papers. Let's see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chemistry practical exam. I think I did okay. Made one stupid mistake though. So stupid of me to put iodide ion as my inference. Thanks to my wrong observation lar. Hahaha. It was a good mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Physics practical exam. Major improvement lar. This time, I actually finished it on time!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Core maths 3. I'm damn happy with this one. Without the library gang, I doubt I would have made it a good one for this paper. Thanks guys. I also would wanna personally thank li ling for guiding me through almost every question I dont know how to do. You're just awesome!! Haha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Physics 3b. Epic fail. TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Chemistry 3b. Thanks to my good mistake in point number 1, this paper was easy like dirt. I was laughing my ass off when I saw the first question. This time, the inference is iodide ion. No doubt. LOL. Chemistry 2 was rather tricky. If can get a higher score than my current score, it would be a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I would conclude my first week of exams as a good week. Yes lar that's good. 6 papers down, 6 more to go. Left 4 dead is a damn good game wei seriously. Tried it last night. Addicted to it last night as well. Hahaha. Ish...must stay focused. Who's up for left 4 dead this coming thursday after those bio noobs finish their exams? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-1741362811752984052?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1741362811752984052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=1741362811752984052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1741362811752984052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1741362811752984052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-for-long.html' title='Not for long....'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-7500284161148068599</id><published>2009-01-10T09:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:08:33.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more</title><content type='html'>One practical exam over. One quarantine session over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Means.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One practical exam left. One quarantine session left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. I'm gonna be more prepared this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Hands, like secrets, are the hardest thing to keep from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Lines and phrases, like knives, your words can cut me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Dismantle me down (repair)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;You dismantle me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;You dismantle me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me from myself. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-7500284161148068599?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/7500284161148068599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=7500284161148068599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/7500284161148068599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/7500284161148068599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-more.html' title='One more'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-5322898081570916324</id><published>2009-01-05T23:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T09:45:52.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, Same Self</title><content type='html'>I guess its kinda late for me to post a new year post but who cares....we are already in the new year. The first 5 days of 2009 has been okay....not too good, not too bad either. And its just another 4 days till my first day of exam. Chemistry practical exam. Sigh. I got such a good name. Thanks to that, I have to get quarantined in a stupid room for 6 hours!!! No form of communication to the outside world. Not even outside the stupid room. Babi betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year's new year's eve celebration was awesome for me. Well, its actually my first time going out with my friends. Met up with the jacks at arn's house. Had steamboat for dinner at Ikano. Bought drinks for sleepover. Walk around the curve and cineleisure with li ling. OH YEAH. That night was the first time I had a frappucino from starbucks in my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ENTIRE LIFE&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks to you li ling, I'm so darn addicted to starbucks now. Hahaha. Then, we went to the rooftop of cineleisure to meet up with the rest of the jacks. We even met up with yeelian too!! So shocking!! =O LOL. I'm glad that all of us got along pretty well. The fireworks that night was pretty. Go check out &lt;a href="http://randomlypurple.blogspot.com/"&gt;suyee&lt;/a&gt;'s picasa web album for pictures. It has been a very meaningful night for me to be able to watch the fireworks with &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; that night. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287842866820310898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SWIxEjjoZ3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/Q5dI1-YNHXE/s320/DSC00660.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;li ling and myself&lt;/p&gt;Sleepover at arn's place. One word. Madness. Can't say too much about it. You wouldn't wanna know about it either. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lar. Time to go back to study mode.&lt;br /&gt;The night is still young for all of us. Let's study lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-5322898081570916324?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/5322898081570916324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=5322898081570916324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/5322898081570916324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/5322898081570916324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-same-self.html' title='New Year, Same Self'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SWIxEjjoZ3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/Q5dI1-YNHXE/s72-c/DSC00660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-8945251723312880702</id><published>2008-12-27T10:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:35:27.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry lar Audrey =(</title><content type='html'>Okay lar. Since 4 out of 6 of the people &lt;a href="http://thestorynottold.blogspot.com/"&gt;Audrey&lt;/a&gt; tagged had done her tag, I'll do it now. Stepped into the guilt trap. TT Why 15 lar???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;15 weird things/ habits/ little known facts about myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) I still love playing the piano.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been more than 5 years since I stopped piano lessons. Looking back at it now, I really regretted dropping piano lessons. Lately, I've been listening to songs which involves the keyboard or piano. Makes me wanna play everytime I listen to them but I can't now because I suck so badly at playing the piano. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) I talk to myself whenever I study chemistry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I'm crazy. That's why whenever I go to the library to study with my friends, I don't do chemistry. But I find it pretty effective for myself tho. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) I have a small pair of hands and feet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet is only UK 7. There are girls whose hands are bigger than mine. Not weird for a guy? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) I like shaking my legs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its really annoying but I can't help it. Once I shove my in-ear earphones into my ears, my mind is focused on every element of the music. The bass line, the drum beats. Shake legs and bang table time!! Mom keeps scolding me for doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) I'm better in COD4 than Counter Strike.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny but yeah. That's me. Owning with my Logitech MX518 gaming mouse and Everglide Titan mousepad at Blitzone. Those were the days before I stop my frequent visits to the cyber cafe 2 months ago. I can bungkus Gabriel anytime. Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) I think too much all the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird thoughts and conclusions attack me whenever I'm facing any problem. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) I rant a lot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask Audrey. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) I emo damn easily.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually that's not really a little known fact of myself. Haha. So for those who didn't know, I emo easily and for no reasons all the time. Thus, some idiot comes out with the 'emo child' nickname for me at college. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) I don't drink wine. Only liquor or beer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why. Probably because I don't know how to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) I suck at drums although I have a drum set at home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup!! I've always wanted to play it because its so cool to play drums. BANG BANG BANG!! Throw drum sticks at the floor crowd. Hahaha. And people still call me to play drums during jamming sessions. LOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11) I look up to short people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!! Really!! No offence man. I like short people. I find short guys cool and short girls cute. I have a liking for short girls too. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12) I'm very picky when it comes to audio gadgets i.e. mp3 players, earphones, headsets....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only want to enjoy the best audio clarity. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13) I fall down easily.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That explains all the scars I have on my left knee after every game of futsal. TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14) I'm too nice to others to the point where I treat myself like shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love doing things for others. I get so frustrated at myself sometimes because I'm so stupid to not say "NO" to other people. But at the end of the day, I always feel happy that I am able to help someone do a favor or someone who is in distress. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15) I do things very slowly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this tag for example. Audrey, you said this tag takes less than 5 mins to complete. I took nearly an hour to complete this tag lar. TT This is my favor to you. Thank me. Hehe. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who to tag. I guess anyone who feels bored or wanna tell others their little known part about themselves should do this tag. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks. Now, I'm gonna go out to celebrate mouse's b'day. Meet at mcds centrepoint. Wtheck. Why not just meet straight at ou? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-8945251723312880702?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/8945251723312880702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=8945251723312880702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8945251723312880702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8945251723312880702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/12/sorry-lar-audrey.html' title='Sorry lar Audrey =('/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-5917622245334368290</id><published>2008-12-26T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:05:46.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>"What is life?&lt;br /&gt; A thousand roads, a thosand ways.&lt;br /&gt; Why am I so free to move?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So free that I always take the wrong road, ending up at a dead end all the time.&lt;br /&gt;When one doesn't learn from his or her mistakes, history repeats itself. Shit happens over and over again. Regretting is useless. Just bloody learn from it, and don't do it again, ever!! Fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further pure 1 and chemistry 4 on the way. Hahaha. Physics...where do I start? TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Seng Tuck/S.tuck/Mouse08!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-5917622245334368290?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/5917622245334368290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=5917622245334368290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/5917622245334368290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/5917622245334368290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/12/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-4996054960841665806</id><published>2008-12-21T17:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:38:03.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella's Lullaby lar</title><content type='html'>It has been two weeks since I've started studying. My progress?? Um...not much lar actually. At least I now get an idea of organic chemistry, the gayest nonsense I've ever studied. I'm still very worried about my further pure and mechanics. Thus, I'm gonna really speed up my revision as I got not much time left!! 19 more days to go till my first exam!! Die....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been trying my luck into figuring out the notes for Carter Burwell's "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Bella's Lullaby&lt;/span&gt;". With the aid of my kononnya perfect pitch, I've been making guesses for the chords used in this instrumental piece. Close, but not like what I hear in the piece. I wanna play this piece. Its such a beautiful piece. It may be haunting in the beginning but later on, it shows the passion and the love both Isabella and Edward Cullen have for each other. Awww...so nice. Wtheck. Moving on. I get moved by music pretty easily and this song makes me emo but happy in a way. TT Kept on searching for the music sheet and finally!! I found the them!! This is &lt;a href="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/pianoinstructor/BellaLullabyPg1.jpg"&gt;page one&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/pianoinstructor/BellaLullabyPg2.jpg"&gt;page two&lt;/a&gt; of it. The chords are pretty decent and its quite accurate I would say. The timing....well, that you gotta listen to the music and play what your heart tells you. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Study. And piano. Time to relive my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-4996054960841665806?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/4996054960841665806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=4996054960841665806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/4996054960841665806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/4996054960841665806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/12/bellas-lullaby-lar.html' title='Bella&apos;s Lullaby lar'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-8463589323974332815</id><published>2008-12-13T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:08:56.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Brand New Start</title><content type='html'>Second semester over. Means its not holidays lar. Have to study more diligently. Aiyoooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Its now afternoon with a hot sunny weather. Good weather to play futsal later. Unlike the Cullens. They play baseball when there are thunderstorms. Wtheck. Alice Cullen lar.&lt;br /&gt;Good job to &lt;a href="http://seta-sojiro.blogspot.com/"&gt;wendy&lt;/a&gt; for posting up all the pictures we took yesterday. I cannot imagine that so many pictures were taken. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I watched The Earth Stood The Day Still with nick yeow and some of his classmates. Damn boring. Just as bad as Babylon A.D. . But still, I did not regret for not going to the pc fair. Sorry guys. LOL. XD Walking around one utama was interesting. Looking at people having their lunch at those fancy restaurants. Hahaha. I just felt very happy to be there. Was it &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt; or [90 minutes later after searching the dictionary.....] &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;serendipity&lt;/span&gt;? I think its both. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap. I gotta rush to futsal now. Could have written more. Thanks to searching for that word. TT It was worthwhile though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-8463589323974332815?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/8463589323974332815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=8463589323974332815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8463589323974332815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8463589323974332815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/12/brand-new-start.html' title='A Brand New Start'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-6436342063969077871</id><published>2008-12-09T18:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:32:22.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AdiColor</title><content type='html'>Hohoho. The adidas warehouse sale ended last sunday and everyone has got a new pair of shoes from it. Sadly, I went for the sale, line up like an idiot, left the place empty-handed and with much disappointment. Thought that I would end up with a pair of converse which is not what my heart desires. It only calls out to adidas and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I didn't give up. I continue to search for what my heart longs for.....a pair of adidas sneakers. It wasn't easy as I was quite on a tight budget but everywhere is having sale. So, no worries. =) Went to ou, not satisfied. Extended my search to the curve. One thing I discovered, miracles work in many ways. I didn't just found the shoes coincidently. It was destined for me to buy that shoes lar. Imagine, the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;last pair&lt;/span&gt; of size &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;UK 7&lt;/span&gt;, discounted from &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;rm270 to rm160&lt;/span&gt;!! How can it just be a coincidence?!? =O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is.....my &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;AdiColor II&lt;/span&gt;. Taken before I wore it today of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277734414464609474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/ST5HfMEEbMI/AAAAAAAAAac/LjE14E5aaqI/s320/DSC00641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277734418960027202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/ST5Hfcz3DkI/AAAAAAAAAak/CpbfT_YAHqg/s320/DSC00642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, everyone thought I bought it from the warehouse sale since there were others who wore their new adidas shoes too and they bought it from the warehouse sale. Mine is of course *ahem* not outdated unlike those shoes in the warehouse sale. I'm so happy. No regrets leaving the warehouse sale empty-handed. Hahaha. So, I would say that I'm very blessed. Patience played a big part in getting this pair of shoes. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277734423492409618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/ST5HftsduRI/AAAAAAAAAas/hrjVdYZabvQ/s320/DSC00647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossible is nothing. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-6436342063969077871?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/6436342063969077871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=6436342063969077871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6436342063969077871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6436342063969077871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/12/adicolor.html' title='AdiColor'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/ST5HfMEEbMI/AAAAAAAAAac/LjE14E5aaqI/s72-c/DSC00641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-7029238954586721871</id><published>2008-12-04T17:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:41:50.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies in those eyes</title><content type='html'>Sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to suffer two more mocks tomorrow before I get the chance to start studying properly. And next week is the last week of our second semester before our study break starts. We should do something fun next friday perhaps. Hahaha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, I've been doing my mock exams and unsurprisingly, I screwed a lot of them. My results? I passed most of them except for my further pure 1 which I flunk it so badly. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while I look at the others get back their results, I wondered what was the definition of "fail" or "screwed up". A score two or three times my score means "fail"? Is that seriously called "fail"? Then what about my score? Is there even a word to describe my score? If people would actually say that to make me feel happy or not left out, then I would say that they are just making matters worse. I know that I'm one of the not-so-bright-student and I'm happy to know that the rest of you are smart. But for you to tell me that you're gonna flunk a test, its something hard for me to believe and I won't be very happy with that. I'd rather hear that you're gonna study and aim for a high score. That makes me feel much better and I would be more motivated to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, is it worth telling a lie just to brighten up someone else's day? It would most probably make the person feel much happier and everything just goes well as planned. But did you ever think about the consequences if the person founds out that you're lying? He or she would be so pissed off and you would have probably lost his or her trust in you. In the end, your relationship with him or her may be ruined, depending on how you handle the situation of course. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling the truth is never easy, even for myself. Sometimes I'm afraid of telling the truth because I wouldn't wanna know what would happen to me next. Speak the truth and the truth will set you free. It's for the better of yourself, the other party or even both parties. These are some quotes I hear from people who are older than me. I find them very true most of the time. Unfortunately, to tell the truth, there's sort of the right time to do it. You can't simply just blabber out everything when the situation is not right at all. This is when &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;patience&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;wisdom&lt;/span&gt; comes into play. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another random thought of the day. I'm emo. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-7029238954586721871?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/7029238954586721871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=7029238954586721871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/7029238954586721871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/7029238954586721871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/12/lies-in-those-eyes.html' title='Lies in those eyes'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-6175568152924444735</id><published>2008-12-03T20:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:59:46.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before any mocks, you should always have enough rest. Its best to stay awake and alert at all time. Drink brands chicken essence like Jon Hoe lar. If not, you would end up like this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275538691371354754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/STZ6fSIEyoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/xM-i_ZKPowA/s320/DSC00629.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Shoes in your face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275536820869669426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/STZ4yZ9uIjI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/cy7N4ZV3TJc/s320/DSC00630.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tummy in your face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275538800706346306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/STZ6lpbkXUI/AAAAAAAAAaU/9k8SDap_GDo/s320/DSC00635.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;In the end, the annoying one takes a nap&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If I were you, I probably wouldn't want to take a nap especially when the new "it" thing in class is to burn people's hair. And keep any form of lighter away from the person wearing &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;maroon&lt;/span&gt; in the above picture. You don't wanna get a free hair dye from him. Hehehe. Or just cut botak like Wee Lim. Best solution for almost anything. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*puffs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-6175568152924444735?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/6175568152924444735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=6175568152924444735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6175568152924444735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6175568152924444735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-advice.html' title='Good advice'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/STZ6fSIEyoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/xM-i_ZKPowA/s72-c/DSC00629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-1563990811937799892</id><published>2008-12-02T19:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:39:32.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lan</title><content type='html'>Now playing : Pagi Yang Gelap by Hujan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this band. This is probably the only indon indie band that I listen to. The bass line for their songs....one word. AWESOME!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouse have always wanted to know how much it would cost if you retake moral studies for the second time. Too bad lar. I wanted to make my moral studies failing attempts a hatrick but sad to say, I can't now. That's cause I've finally passed my moral studies. From a grade "F" in the last semester to a grade "C". Fuuyohhh. Yes lar that's good. But its ok peeps. You guys can always ask bali to find out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It's indeed a good day today. Just when I thought chemistry 3B would turn out as a nightmare, I managed to fill in every question with facts and crap of course. On the other hand, I flunk my physics 3B because I was too happy with the fact that I passed my moral studies and bali failed his. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, statistics was cancelled konon. Apparently it was a "hush hush" deal. The rest of them went home, except me. Why? That's because I like ms aw and respect her too as a student. In my point of view, she's such a dedicated lecturer. Despite me being the only one that attended her class today, she was willing to sit in class with me to help and guide me through the statistics past year questions. One-on-one class wei. Good for me. Hahaha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find her sweet too. Don't know what made me said that but yeah, she's so nice to us. Based on today's "class cancellation", we can see that she's a person that understands. She allows us to go back to study for our physics unit 4 mocks tomorrow. Speaking of physics unit 4 mocks, I'm so dead. Planning to flunk it too. TT Laughable and have a sense of humour, no wonder I rate her as one of the best lecturer in the A-Levels Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275198814464674082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/STVFX1-6iSI/AAAAAAAAAZs/tkAywjWKHvc/s320/DSC00609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The dude that scared the hell out of ms aw with a toy cockroach. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day!! Tomorrow will just be the opposite of today. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Will you be there to shine your light to help me through my darkest hour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-1563990811937799892?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1563990811937799892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=1563990811937799892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1563990811937799892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1563990811937799892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/12/lan.html' title='Lan'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/STVFX1-6iSI/AAAAAAAAAZs/tkAywjWKHvc/s72-c/DSC00609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-8521996424760036566</id><published>2008-11-29T12:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T19:22:19.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TT</title><content type='html'>I really felt so left out without the internet for one night. Its not just one night but its a FRIDAY NIGHT!! Wtheck!!! I missed my msn and the epic match. Sorry guys, couldn't join you all in the trashing spree. TT My internet went down because dad didn't do a good job in paying the bills on time. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still had a great day before I didn't have the internet. My stomach was completely alright by yesterday. Didn't caused me any problem throughout the day. I watched rajiv did a "4" during a game of foosball with him. In the process, he broke Almunia. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273952358217868146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/STDXuino43I/AAAAAAAAAZk/s7D7I0uMd6U/s320/DSC00621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Doesn't looked broken eh. Well, it is but the crack was so clean that everything fits perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched mouse's hair got burned by Bali. Damn hillarious. XD I learned how to do the flame trick with a lighter. OMG. Damn cool. Seeing the flame floating on your palm. =O Had japanese food for lunch. Something I've not had for ages. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;college food damn sien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; Scrumptious meal. Yummy!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched twilight. Its a good movie what. Really liked it. I don't see why some people say that its not nice to watch. O.o The original soundtracks of twilight lar. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Super Massive Blackhole&lt;/span&gt; by Muse, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Decode&lt;/span&gt; by Paramore, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;15 Steps&lt;/span&gt; by Radiohead, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Leave Out All The Rest&lt;/span&gt; by Linkin Park. These are some of the few which I could identify from the movie. Awesome pick of songs. Emo songs FTW. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of FTW, stop discussing about FTW lar mouse. Study physics and chemistry lar. Bloody mocks coming in like 2 days time. Had a good friday. So, now must compensate all the good time I had with studying. FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-8521996424760036566?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/8521996424760036566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=8521996424760036566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8521996424760036566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/8521996424760036566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/11/tt.html' title='TT'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/STDXuino43I/AAAAAAAAAZk/s7D7I0uMd6U/s72-c/DSC00621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-2488827077455738334</id><published>2008-11-26T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:22:45.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurry Mcflurry</title><content type='html'>Crap. My stomach damn crazy. Dunno how many visits I had to make to the toilet. I'm so tired and weak. No mood to eat also. Gimme a break lar. TT &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;stupid coffeeshop  =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I've finally pledged back my loyalty to the KFC gang. Joined them for lunch at KFC. Results, I had a good lunch and two days of my allowance just poofed like that. Damn pain wei. And stupid mouse spilled milo all over his t-shirt....kena some on mine also. =.= Dunno how the heck he can spill the milo when he's just stoning, watching other people play foosball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booking tickets for Twilight took me so much effort. Tried to book at 12am, 6.30am and 11 something this morning. Wondered why cannot book tickets. The stupid "reserve" button not there. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;useful much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; O.o Wtheck?? Hahahaha. By the time I realised the stupid reserve button was there, all fully booked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I was reminded about phone reservation. Finally managed to reserve some tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later go mcd to study. Yes lar.&lt;br /&gt;MCFLURRY HERE I COME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-2488827077455738334?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/2488827077455738334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=2488827077455738334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/2488827077455738334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/2488827077455738334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/11/hurry-mcflurry.html' title='Hurry Mcflurry'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-3953474723865826685</id><published>2008-11-22T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T10:52:29.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry peeps</title><content type='html'>Gosh. I've been blinded by my own emo-ness. It was so strong that it took over my thoughts. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;again TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must thank &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ji may&lt;/span&gt; for always being there for me whenever I need to talk to someone....and also &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nick yeow&lt;/span&gt;!! You guys have cleared the dark clouds from my sky of thoughts. Haha. Thanks a lot!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry to the rest of my friends for being too emo. I'll still be the typical emo child in college lar ok. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. Dont worry wei kit. I wont kill myself. See you at the lab. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;*puffs*&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/3931779588777330437-3953474723865826685?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/3953474723865826685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=3953474723865826685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3953474723865826685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3953474723865826685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/11/sorry-peeps.html' title='Sorry peeps'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-3439146889881820768</id><published>2008-11-21T16:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T10:25:24.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone with the wind</title><content type='html'>Now playing : You've Got The Music in You by New Radicals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths marathon.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. So much for it being c1 and c2. It's as difficult as fp3. Wtheck. Wasted my rm10. It was a good experience tho. Thanks ms aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone with the wind. Some things just come and go. One moment you think you have the grasp of something. Next thing you know, its gone. Just like opportunities. If you miss the opportunity, someone else would grab it. It's a world full of competition today. Striving to get the best among the rest. Lose out a little bit and someone else would eventually overtake you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, some things are built to last. Hmm...let me say, friendship perhaps. I love all my friends. Everytime, I would try to do my best in helping them although I know it would be impossible for me in certain cases. Sometimes, I guess I'm a bit too nice until some people would take advantage of me. So yeah. I better just be more careful. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are just not meant to be afterall. I dunno what to say about this one. Really no mood to talk about this. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are different. Dont ask why I'm emo. That's me ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-3439146889881820768?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/3439146889881820768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=3439146889881820768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3439146889881820768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3439146889881820768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/11/gone-with-wind.html' title='Gone with the wind'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-3273910902372254569</id><published>2008-11-17T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:38:54.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SSF0O1OC7mI/AAAAAAAAAZM/IbdtNQwdmX8/s1600-h/DSC00584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269620837153173090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SSF0O1OC7mI/AAAAAAAAAZM/IbdtNQwdmX8/s320/DSC00584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The morning sky from my room this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If life could just be like that purple-ish sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So clear that I can see what's ahead for me in my life. I wont have to disappoint myself in every single decision that I make in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So smooth that I can swiftly glide my way through in getting whatever that I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BUT....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If life was like that, there wouldnt be any meaning for us to lead a life in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's the challenges in life that makes every single tiny detail worth something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Facing the ups and downs of life everyday. Enjoying the taste of great success and picking up the pieces from every failure and disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anticipating every outcome in life adds that hint of suspense and excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have no idea on what I was talking about but...its just what I felt like thinking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life has always been a big question mark for me. Well, I guess its mostly for everyone else too. What are we gonna make of this life which we can only experience once? Once time has passed, its gone once and for all. There's no such thing as turning back time. Thus, dont waste life away just like that. There's hope for everything &lt;s&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;unless chuck norris gives you a roundhouse kick&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like this fella who failed his moral studies in the first semester....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269634080285574066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SSGARru2w7I/AAAAAAAAAZU/Lou7uP5TldI/s320/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;OH. There's &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kay chong&lt;/span&gt; in the picture too. Hahaha. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sigh. Too tired after all the c4 exercises. Explains all these weird thoughts. Sleep lar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*puffs*&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/3931779588777330437-3273910902372254569?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/3273910902372254569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=3273910902372254569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3273910902372254569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3273910902372254569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SSF0O1OC7mI/AAAAAAAAAZM/IbdtNQwdmX8/s72-c/DSC00584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-3999106330632901494</id><published>2008-11-16T11:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T11:27:15.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study lar</title><content type='html'>That's right lar. Intense revision on further maths now. Anyone wanna help me out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now playing : I Will Be by Leona Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I will be all that you want and get myself together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;'Cause you keep me from falling apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;All my life, I'll be with you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;To get you through the day and make everything okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*puffs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-3999106330632901494?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/3999106330632901494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=3999106330632901494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3999106330632901494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3999106330632901494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/11/study-lar.html' title='Study lar'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-4917848479405606478</id><published>2008-11-14T20:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:36:27.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What about organic chemistry?</title><content type='html'>Organic chemistry is gay. The most screwed up topic I've ever seen in my entire life. With so many types of reactions and reagents I gotta remember, I've no idea how am I gonna put the facts of the other subjects into my head. GAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, my chemistry teacher presented a flow chart of all the reactions that we had learned and we have to remember as many as &lt;span&gt;possible &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; in order to answer the questions with ease. Let's have a look at it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268498277919544322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR13RSMm1AI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uF0x6FeBp50/s320/DSC00172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;What the...there's too many of them. NOOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crap. i just realised that i forgot to write out one more reaction TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Guess there's more reason to replace my free time with studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I decided to wear a shirt instead of my usual collar &lt;/span&gt;t-shirt. I looked smart in it according to wendy but oh well, looking smart for the mocks wouldnt help if I'm not mentally smart. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up my C3 mocks.&lt;br /&gt;Very confident that I'll get a high A for Statistics mocks. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that's for you ms aw =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;And I passed my mechanics test. YES. After sooooo long!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foosball sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-4917848479405606478?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/4917848479405606478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=4917848479405606478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/4917848479405606478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/4917848479405606478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-about-organic-chemistry.html' title='What about organic chemistry?'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR13RSMm1AI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uF0x6FeBp50/s72-c/DSC00172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-3537084309818350935</id><published>2008-11-11T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:08:24.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The flu flew away</title><content type='html'>As lame as my heading could be, its true...it didnt really "flew" away from me but rather I overcomed it. One moment I was sneezing and blowing my nose non-stop till my nose became so pain. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how much tissue paper have I used?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; Now, my nose doesnt leak like a leaking pipe anymore. My conditions are much better now thanks to Bali's medicine but the side effects of the medicine is terrible. I still feel like crap, just without a blocked nose. Probably the medicine must have killed every cell in my body. TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Life is tough. It has been tough all the while. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wtheck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; With all the mocks coming up, there's so much studying and revision to do. Thank goodness I've already started doing some. Now, I just gotta keep it up till January comes. Nvm. That's what family and friends are for afterall. Together we will all make it till January exams are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. We will definitely make it no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-3537084309818350935?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/3537084309818350935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=3537084309818350935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3537084309818350935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3537084309818350935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/11/flu-flew-away.html' title='The flu flew away'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-3249744487084589797</id><published>2008-11-10T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:29:26.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fool with flu</title><content type='html'>Shit lar. Cold and flu. Damn annoying. GAAAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn vulnerable to cold and flu somehow. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kena some water&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cold weather&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; flu&lt;/span&gt; for me. Nice. If i spread it to mouse, even better still. Now he got already, he'll be cursing me like anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a solution for cold and flu lar. My nose is gonna tear soon. Rub too much tissue paper on it. TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-3249744487084589797?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/3249744487084589797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=3249744487084589797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3249744487084589797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/3249744487084589797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/11/fool-with-flu.html' title='A fool with flu'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-1289105489245295580</id><published>2008-11-08T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:10:21.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arsenal FTW</title><content type='html'>Everyday's a new day. Just like that P.O.D. song...forgot what's the name. As usual lar, I cannot remember title of songs and the artists that sang it. I'm so forgetful that I nearly forgot to collect my change after paying for the movie tickets yesterday. =.= Quantum of Solace. A show to kill some time. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arsenal...the team I salute most now. With such skillful game play, there's no doubt that Arsenal would beat Man U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Arsenal&lt;/span&gt; 2 - 1 &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Man U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266597592645760114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SRa2m1yT9HI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/i2xjcPjzy20/s320/samir_nasri_791530c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ROFL. Good game lar. Arsenal's passing was awesome...except the first minute one lar. Dunno wtheck the defenders doing. &gt;&lt; Nasri. I love you. Your second goal was damn nice lar. Nice pass from Fabregas. OMG. You're cute too!! XD HAHAHA. Good day lar. Can sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Oh. John. You take and drive my car one more time like that I really slap you okay. Hahaha.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*puffs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-1289105489245295580?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1289105489245295580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=1289105489245295580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1289105489245295580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1289105489245295580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/11/arsenal-ftw.html' title='Arsenal FTW'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SRa2m1yT9HI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/i2xjcPjzy20/s72-c/samir_nasri_791530c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-138774335214271414</id><published>2008-11-03T20:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:40:07.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How lar</title><content type='html'>Looking at my new LCD screen is just so cool. Typing this post is much more interesting now. Haha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fine lar wendy. I update lar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES!! Stupid UCAS application is finally over!! I'm amazed at my ability to come out with a fine personal statement in just &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ONE WEEK&lt;/span&gt;. Very intriguing. Hehehe. So, its time to move on with my next agenda....my finals in January. TT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, I am so unprepared for it. I'm really really worried about whether I would be able to equip myself with everything i need to know in time. Its like....2 months away. TT One fine day, to be precise, 2 days ago, I finally decided to turn over a new leaf for real after so many attempts in doing so. Yes, I know it sounds very ridiculous especially its me we're talking about but oh well....dont care about what you all think lar. Im gonna achieve it for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gonna be tough for me to achieve it. So many distractions in my way. Girls. XD Spending time online....like now. Hahaha. And especially &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;foosball&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Foosball&lt;/span&gt; has been my main distraction and its classified as a high level threat. A simple game yet so many complex moves. I've mastered some of them, causing me to have more addiction to the game. So here's a list of things which I gotta get rid off in order to start studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Threat(s) :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Foosball&lt;/span&gt; (in progress of stopping)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. DoTA (not much of a threat for now as I've quit for good but best to not start back)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Afternoon nap (once I do this, my whole evening gone already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day in attempting to turn over a new leaf. Like them old people say, results will only appear with long hours of practice. I didnt expect much of me to change today but hey....today's experience wasnt bad at all. I accidentally joined Mr Ling's medical physics class as I had nothing to do this morning. I didnt even planned to pay attention at all. So, I was reading a book entitled "&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A Short History of Nearly Everything&lt;/span&gt;" by &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Bill Bryson&lt;/span&gt; while he was teaching. A big thank you to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;li ling&lt;/span&gt; for helping me to buy this book. =D To my surprised, the book was interesting....and so did I managed to capture every explanation he made. Medical physics, as far as i can conclude, is fun and interesting. During my usual two hours break, I actually went to the library to do an intense exercise on Differential Equation. Mouse went to play foosball instead. Fool. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264419718817507170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SQ7515it52I/AAAAAAAAAX4/nMimq1ENx7g/s320/DSC00569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the book I was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264421965323324066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SQ774qbcSqI/AAAAAAAAAYA/72Zl65K8myY/s320/Mouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And this is the fool that went to play foosball instead of studying. Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm very happy with what I've achieved today and hope it would be the same for tomorrow and the days to come. I hope you guys can continue to pray for me regarding my inability to go for youth camp. Thanks peeps!! I'm off for now. Be back in a few days time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*puffs*&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/3931779588777330437-138774335214271414?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/138774335214271414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=138774335214271414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/138774335214271414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/138774335214271414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-lar.html' title='How lar'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SQ7515it52I/AAAAAAAAAX4/nMimq1ENx7g/s72-c/DSC00569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-7243922772281229808</id><published>2008-10-26T12:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:08:17.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waste my time</title><content type='html'>What am I doing at ipoh? Even I myself have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Its so boring and time flies so slowly here.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even do my further maths work now....its so noisy and hot lar.&lt;br /&gt;This tuesday....polar curves. Shit. Die. TT &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;screw further maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least while I'm here, I got a chance to try to put on weight...&lt;br /&gt;Something which has never happened for the dunno how many donkey times i came here.&lt;br /&gt;Food is awesome and cheap here. I dont have to even think about saving my pocket money whenever i eat unlike at college. Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep first lar. Bloody sien. &gt;&lt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, if anyone of you have an unused display monitor or LCD monitors for sale, please do let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-7243922772281229808?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/7243922772281229808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=7243922772281229808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/7243922772281229808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/7243922772281229808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/waste-my-time.html' title='Waste my time'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-408979591233300771</id><published>2008-10-26T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:37:58.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got tagged...again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is another tag by wendy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Instructions : Never see the questions before you arrange the names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Zean&lt;br /&gt;2. Evangeline&lt;br /&gt;3. Seng Tuck&lt;br /&gt;4. Wei Kit&lt;br /&gt;5. Wendy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(1) How did i meet 1. Zean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(2) On a scale of 1-10, how would you rate your friendship with 1. Zean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He is my whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(3) How long have i know 4. Wei Kit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 months perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(4) How do i know 3. Seng Tuck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through dota at blitz with zwee and gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(5) Where's 5. Wendy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's at melaka now....hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(6) A fact about 1. Zean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(7) Who is 4. Wei Kit going out with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did we learn about during chemistry last friday ar? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(8) What does 1. Zean do for a living?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whore-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(9) Would you live with 3. Seng Tuck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(10) What do i like about 2. Evangeline?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She does not emo unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(11) Do i miss 5. Wendy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(12) Would you make out with 4. Wei Kit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not like to but he will do it to me instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(13) What's your opinion on 2. Evangeline?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(14) What's my favourite memory with 5. Wendy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that i can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(15) What will you do if 1. Zean and 2. Evangeline were going out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have to do anything. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(16) Ever had a long conversation with 5. Wendy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(17) Have you ever slept at 2. Evangeline's house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(18) Do you hang out a lot with 3. Seng Tuck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(19) Who have you known the longest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Zean lar. My whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(20) What will happen if 1. Zean and 5. Wendy have a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(21) How often do you talk to 1. Zean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(22) What about 2. Evangeline?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every weekdays....sometimes weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(23) Have you ever thought of 3. Seng Tuck  more than a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. He's just a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(24) Would you ever go out on a date with 5. Wendy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say about it. *poofs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(25) Do you ever dream about 2. Evangeline?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(26) What did 4. Wei Kit did to you that you can never forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(27) What have you done for/to 1. Zean that the person never forgets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be his whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(28) What's 3. Seng Tuck's hobby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(29) Tag more people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to tag. Do if you wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&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/3931779588777330437-408979591233300771?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/408979591233300771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=408979591233300771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/408979591233300771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/408979591233300771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/got-taggedagain.html' title='Got tagged...again'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-2983557500028189799</id><published>2008-10-23T19:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T19:33:12.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAT</title><content type='html'>YES LAR. I finished my first draft of my personal statement in one night and the woman who checked my personal statement said that &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ITS GOOD&lt;/span&gt; but not personal enough. TT need to do a few more editing before its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a day!! SIGH. Last night i slept so late thanks to the stupid personal statement. Nearly die cock standing lar. This morning woke up so early to run with wei kit. Seriously, there's no point in running with him. Friggin fast like flying jack. I on the other hand koyak damn fast. WHAT'S HAPPENING LAR JACK???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just now, i had my first &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAT&lt;/span&gt;....which stands for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time At Tesco&lt;/span&gt; with our special guest of the day, nick yeow. Fat and hillarious, my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAT&lt;/span&gt; has never been this interesting. Ranging from super rings to chocolate layer cakes to every tesco made products, he has been grabbing all these stuffs to support his indestructible food swallowing habit when he goes for the UN camp tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260321840193406866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SQBq1-D1B5I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/e41Fc8Thp0s/s320/DSC00559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start our hunt for food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260321830298087810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SQBq1ZMmcYI/AAAAAAAAAXI/OV9bGqHR2Y0/s320/DSC00556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some slippers which reminded us of Suresh. Old man slippers lar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260321825348997426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SQBq1GwpUTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/2TSiXlVKGA4/s320/DSC00555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With his non-stop rotting smelly tshirt, never ever buy the pillows at tesco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260321845868652946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SQBq2TM6aZI/AAAAAAAAAXY/t88kunqpvl4/s320/DSC00560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG. This is how much he needs to survive for 3 days in the forest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260321853179087362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SQBq2ub2ygI/AAAAAAAAAXg/l5oEIucgh_o/s320/DSC00561.JPG" border="0" /&gt; What is this fella doing here.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My shot of the day lar....GOH ZWEE HO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260323576961280370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SQBsbEBjqXI/AAAAAAAAAXo/EiPGAoN9ZpE/s320/DSC00564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Gangster child lar zwee ho. That's the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn tired lar now. Whole day stoning like an idiot at college. Slept in my mechanics class. Yes lar. That's good. Oh and btw, mouse got blog wei. Wtheck. Apparently its &lt;a href="http://mouse-08.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mouse-08.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; . Not bad lar mouse. This saturday....set!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*puffs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3931779588777330437-2983557500028189799?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/2983557500028189799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=2983557500028189799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/2983557500028189799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/2983557500028189799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/tat.html' title='TAT'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SQBq1-D1B5I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/e41Fc8Thp0s/s72-c/DSC00559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-5663394749887323957</id><published>2008-10-20T19:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:07:01.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo football lar</title><content type='html'>As requested by zwee ho, this is for you lar emo child. &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;asso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the emo day. Stupid sports carnival.&lt;br /&gt;How'd i knew that it would be a bad day? Here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing was that i woke up late. Instead of getting up at 5.45 am, i woke up at 6 am. And because of that, i didnt had proper breakfast. So, i thought "&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nvm lar. It's gonna be a good day&lt;/span&gt;." Mouse came to my house on time. I fetch everyone on time....almost. Hahaha. I'll never forget you lar zwee ho. No need to sms me "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dont forget me&lt;/span&gt;". LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached college in time thanks to my speedy driving. Found a parking. Parked my car. Unpacked everything from my car. This is the sad part. When i closed my door, the door...did not close...and a weird sound was heard. Immediately i thought "&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Shit!!&lt;/span&gt;". Good thinking lar jack. I found out that my seat belt did not retract fully and the buckle was broken into two when i slammed my door. I was damn stressed. All the way from college to university malaya, i was ranting my lungs out to kay chong. Pity him. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was just a small part of emo day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the football match. Unlike a trashing spree previously, this time...we got trashed. Seriously, there's no reason for us to lose. Two things to blame. I blame the stupid fat referee who sleeps on the field and runs around the centre while the ball is at the defense line. I blame racism too. Bloody hell i only played for less than two minutes and was subbed for one game (15 mins), one half (7.5 mins) and 5 mins. That's why we all lose lar. You dont give me a bloody chance to play. Served you right lar bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday just wasn't my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't my day too. Why lar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow....hoping for it to be a better day. Moral studies exam. My second and final time sitting for it. &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll pass for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-5663394749887323957?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/5663394749887323957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=5663394749887323957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/5663394749887323957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/5663394749887323957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/emo-football-lar.html' title='Emo football lar'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-6356256498672572409</id><published>2008-10-16T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:51:04.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the...got tagged.</title><content type='html'>This is some tag by wendy. Sorry lar that i didnt tell you about the existence of my blog. TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you allowed to have a bf/gf?&lt;br /&gt;Up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Describe yourself in one word?&lt;br /&gt;Jack .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Have you ever loved someone BEFORE but never had the courage to tell him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who would you pick, someone who really loves you or the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure. See how lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Does it feel good to love?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It's hard to let love go just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. God is giving you just 5 minutes to live, IF you love someone special what will you say to that&lt;br /&gt;person?&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that i met a girl like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What will you say to someone who doesn't want to believe you?&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you to believe me or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Was there ever a time that you tried to learn to love someone?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What's your opinion about someone who's jealous?&lt;br /&gt;It's too bad that they dont have what i have but they too have something which i dont. It's mutual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What can you say about playboys/playgirls?&lt;br /&gt;naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ACT 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Best place to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Empty open field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;My friends and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever hated someone so bad?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The biggest &amp;amp; most hurtful lie you heard?&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure whether i was lied to before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[LAST PERSON]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Had a beer with?&lt;br /&gt;Zean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Went to the movies with ?&lt;br /&gt;Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Talked on the cell phone with?&lt;br /&gt;Nick Yeow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You hugged?&lt;br /&gt;Wei Kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You yelled at?&lt;br /&gt;Satish. Hahaha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[IN THE LAST WEEK HAVE YOU]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kissed someone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Got kissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sing/Sang/Sung?&lt;br /&gt;Everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno who to tag now. Whoever who wants to do this tag, go ahead lar. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-6356256498672572409?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/6356256498672572409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=6356256498672572409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6356256498672572409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6356256498672572409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-thegot-tagged.html' title='What the...got tagged.'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-7859522297770903928</id><published>2008-10-14T17:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:43:04.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trashing spree.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday. A friendly match of football.&lt;br /&gt;What can i say about it?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. No words can describe yesterday's game. It was not just trashing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was practically 110% humiliation!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team was damn good. I did a good job too as a defensive midfielder. Hehehe. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;self praising XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First game we won &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8-0&lt;/span&gt; against the team 3 and we had to drew &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2-2&lt;/span&gt; with team 2 as the weather was getting worst and the sky was damn dark. It was raining damn heavily and lightning was flashing all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pitch was horrible. It was small...like under-12 division kinda size. Even i can take a shot from midfield. It was bloody muddy too. Smells like cow dunk. Even mak smells anytime better than that. LOL. My boots were fully-covered with mud...so were my socks. Worst is that they are all white. ^&amp;amp;%*&amp;amp;(*%&lt;br /&gt;Plus li ling and weelim claimed that they (my boots) were outdated and ugly. Those football boots are a legend lar wei. TT Old predators FTW. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home in a super smelly and messy condition. Kai shen was so worried about his stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai : Go check your bag!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Wtv lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened not only once but 6 or 7 times wei. Thank God that our money and handphones werent stolen. Pity kay chong tho. &gt;&lt; If im not mistaken, he lost 100 bucks. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for some random stuffs. Satish kunjilek. Noisy and irritating. Check him out after he said "what the...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vFmurl0fARU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vFmurl0fARU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. POFU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-7859522297770903928?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/7859522297770903928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=7859522297770903928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/7859522297770903928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/7859522297770903928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/trashing-spree.html' title='Trashing spree.'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-2082813661319685951</id><published>2008-10-07T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:25:17.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balibabi</title><content type='html'>When indian people hear that lala people are gonna play football for their team, its an immediate NO WAY. Why?? I dont know lar but that's the feedback i got from today's incident.&lt;br /&gt;When they hear that Jack is gonna play football, confirm they sure let lar. Jack sounds so...indian-ish according to mouse08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kunjilek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punjack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rojack lar. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its bloody mamak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid rojak. Really stomach ache lar. TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why mouse08?? i have no idea. Nothing to do with this year. Nothing to do with the year he's born in also. Just the name to win a game of dota. Pro jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now playing : In my place - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-2082813661319685951?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/2082813661319685951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=2082813661319685951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/2082813661319685951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/2082813661319685951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/balibabi.html' title='Balibabi'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-9103095078239475536</id><published>2008-10-03T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:32:13.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green!!</title><content type='html'>Green is the colour of all colours. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It brings me calmness and serenity. The best mood for me to stone. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GREEN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252916624687941330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SOYb1slExtI/AAAAAAAAAWo/D2WopdGUS0E/s320/DSC00534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252916631748375474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SOYb2G4ac7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/p_L50QmYNqo/s320/DSC00537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252916630037016034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SOYb2AgZLeI/AAAAAAAAAW4/2phltLBVULs/s320/DSC00538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Everything's green in &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sushi groove&lt;/span&gt; lar. Even jen ai's tshirt was green. =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is damn unfair man. Why do others have to get it this way?&lt;br /&gt;Think about it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-9103095078239475536?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/9103095078239475536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=9103095078239475536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/9103095078239475536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/9103095078239475536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/green.html' title='Green!!'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SOYb1slExtI/AAAAAAAAAWo/D2WopdGUS0E/s72-c/DSC00534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-1959119579930614295</id><published>2008-10-03T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:49:37.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's eye was it?</title><content type='html'>Eagle eye lar. The best movie i've watched this month. Tapow-ed Babylon-ad anytime. Vin Diesel cant act for nuts...really. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252596504282772194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SOT4sPI7suI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Tckm7EERk0k/s320/eagleeyejune2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The dude in the back...forgot what's his name. I know its the transformer guy that acted with megan fox lar. Shia LaBeouf i think. YEAH. That fella. The chick is not very chick. I think she's like 10 years older than him. LOL. Damn good movie. Full of suspense. Never ask why this heppen or why that happen during the movie. You will get the answers later. It can be really annoying if one keeps asking another that question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama mia tomorrow. WALAO!! &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;waste damn a lot of money right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-1959119579930614295?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1959119579930614295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=1959119579930614295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1959119579930614295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/1959119579930614295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/whos-eye-was-it.html' title='Who&apos;s eye was it?'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SOT4sPI7suI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Tckm7EERk0k/s72-c/eagleeyejune2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-6449186908170056567</id><published>2008-10-02T00:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T01:10:23.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The night we unite.</title><content type='html'>I had lots of fun last night [30th september 2008] seriously. I felt like as if i was back in secondary school. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i gotta give credit to the host, &lt;a href="http://gingerglacialgunge.blogspot.com/"&gt;yee lian&lt;/a&gt;. You and max did a great job in organising this party. Cheers to the both of you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, happy belated birthday to my whore again as well as lai wah. Hope you guys had a terrific night. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, it was nice meeting all of you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bu4 peeps&lt;/span&gt; after such a long time. Some i've not even met up for months!! We rekindled the good old memories we had together for &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5 years&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. Coming to think about it, the fact that we managed to keep in touch with each other for 10 months....i think its amazing!! Even my other older friends do not keep in touch with their school mates after 3 months. I think its the bonding we had in secondary school lar. We should have this more often. Who's birthday is next?? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamak after the party. The best way to end everything....anything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, i felt like catching up with everyone. Go out...have a drink....chit chat. Stuffs like that lar. Mak claims that im an ass for asking the girls out for yum cha. Hehehe. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nothing wrong with that lar mak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Hey mel. Wanna go out for a drink next time ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mel&lt;/span&gt; : Yeah. Sure thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Perhaps we'll go...errr....*looks at her top*...starbucks someday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252231956335270754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SOOtIwNRm2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/19ch3q94X3M/s320/IMG_0650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;Im so happy to meet up with you after so long mel. I'll take you go out yum cha...one day for sure. =)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything peeps!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-6449186908170056567?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/6449186908170056567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=6449186908170056567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6449186908170056567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6449186908170056567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/night-we-unite.html' title='The night we unite.'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SOOtIwNRm2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/19ch3q94X3M/s72-c/IMG_0650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-453302686255714950</id><published>2008-09-29T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:43:09.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Act cute now lar</title><content type='html'>Today was an awesome day lar. Very strange. Normally, i hate monday the most.&lt;br /&gt;Physics class. I rate it the 2nd most boring class ever. To add to the matter, the whole KPD E block smells like crap....bloody paint smell. Constantly sniffing it makes me high damn fast. Not a single person could actually pay full attention to the lecturer. As for myself, i was tossing seng tuck's pencil case with wei kit. Apparently, its to test our reflexes.....&lt;s&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its true!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTHECK!! BUT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i actually managed to catch his drift today. If im not mistaken, its about some photoshop or photoelectric threshold frequency wavelength crap lar. Im damn proud of myself already lar.&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, i finally manage to understand motion of projectiles lar. I gotta thank &lt;a href="http://haneyc.blogspot.com/"&gt;dat han&lt;/a&gt; for teaching me and i also gotta thank the inspiration from somebody &lt;s&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;who izzit??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that has motivated me to do my work. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all from me for now. Still damn busy with all my work. Gotta buck up a lot. TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251406653454171490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SOC-hzZCPWI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/pxu9J9W9sqA/s320/DSC00307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy belated b'day whore!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*puffs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-453302686255714950?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/453302686255714950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=453302686255714950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/453302686255714950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/453302686255714950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/09/act-cute-now-lar.html' title='Act cute now lar'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SOC-hzZCPWI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/pxu9J9W9sqA/s72-c/DSC00307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-6487855102463567072</id><published>2008-09-26T19:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:36:44.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its final.</title><content type='html'>Alright lar. I guess i've finally decided to continue back my old ways of blogging but this time, updates wont be frequent. Gotta keep doing work....WORK...FURTHER MATHS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRGHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mr. Khoo&lt;/span&gt; : Those with marks below 20% should think twice on whether to continue with further maths or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Just because i fail like....4 times? LOL. You think im gonna give up just like that mr khoo?? The answer is absolutely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...NO WAY LAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna friggin pass with an A next time lar. I'll proof it to you IN YOUR FACE LAR mr khoo. Gonna nerd later for a while. Statistics...for ms aw lar!! Hahaha!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;damn that pei hau. go take my ms aw to her car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nasi lemak "ganja"&lt;/span&gt; with nick yeow and gang later at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;its never too late for anything. never ever give up on yourself too soon.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-6487855102463567072?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/6487855102463567072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=6487855102463567072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6487855102463567072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/6487855102463567072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-final.html' title='Its final.'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931779588777330437.post-2254988873868971032</id><published>2008-09-25T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:42:41.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should i start back blogging?</title><content type='html'>Greetings everyone. It's been a long long long time since you've actually seen a page loading when you click on my link. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not like you guys actually click on my link also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Seeing this post itself is already a total joke. You guys must be wondering,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EH. I thought this blog close ad. That stupid fella dont wanna blog ad what...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. It's true i didnt wanna blog. But after some time, i was reading my other friends' blog, i just bloody felt like blogging again. Seeing &lt;a href="http://gabrielsumiren.blogspot.com/"&gt;gabe&lt;/a&gt;'s jacked up face was damn funny. Mak all over it.&lt;br /&gt;You guys inspired me to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept asking myself. "Should i go back to my old ways of blogging?" I hate doing frequent updates. Its so damn annoying. Its as annoying as seeing my mechanics teacher trying to teach mechanics when he cant even solve a stupid question which he came out with. GAHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Just put in your suggestion in the cbox &lt;s&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont think i even have the cbox also&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i'll see what i can do in the meantime. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puffs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931779588777330437-2254988873868971032?l=jayceesmokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/feeds/2254988873868971032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3931779588777330437&amp;postID=2254988873868971032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/2254988873868971032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931779588777330437/posts/default/2254988873868971032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayceesmokes.blogspot.com/2008/09/should-i-start-back-blogging.html' title='Should i start back blogging?'/><author><name>JC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754659844169579363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hj_LxbKSl2M/SR2E3UmezSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/APifHEVXCjc/S220/1135897410_turesrukia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
