<?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-5870149</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:54:14.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mE.....MySeLf.....I</title><subtitle type='html'>What would you like to know
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>255</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-115471040573865972</id><published>2006-08-05T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T00:53:25.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally some motivation and energy to blog. Exhausted every single day. Just wanted to say 'thanks' to the the ladies who celebrated with me tonight. Sarah....libin and ade....and sher who unfortunately couldn't make it. Met up for dinner after slogging the afternoon and evening away......had satay and seafood. I tell you those monsters sure can eat. Non-stop. Not paisay....haha. But that's good.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/115471040573865972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/115471040573865972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115471040573865972' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-115056417011815358</id><published>2006-06-18T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T01:44:50.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I have not bee updating in awhile. Been too tired and time too precious to spent too much time blogging. Every free minute is precious to me.Met sher...zul and ade to go shopping today. Sher was wearing her polka dot blouse she bought online. Its nice.....very much of that vintage look. But her bottom and birks didnt go very well and ade wanted to change her top. So we went shopping for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/115056417011815358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/115056417011815358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115056417011815358' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114996166768949094</id><published>2006-06-11T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T01:47:47.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had a really good sleep for once this whole week. Woke up this morning and looked at my alarm clock  - 1!! oh man...i was shocked coz was supposed to meet ade at 12 odd and I thought I was gonna be slaughtered in the most horrible way ever. lol....lucky I checked my phone heng arh...11am. Maybe it was hinting to me something. DON'T GO....haha. But then in the end went. Ade and I arrived at 1 odd.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114996166768949094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114996166768949094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114996166768949094' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114951748966387381</id><published>2006-06-05T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T22:24:49.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Courtesy of my dear sherlyn pee aka lulu swan:Once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog with 6 weird facts/things/habits about yourself, saying who tagged you. In the end you need to choose the 5 people to be tagged and list their names. No tag backs.1. I talk to non-living stuff (as some like to say).2. I like to pretand I can speak another language and speak what sounds like say...... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114951748966387381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114951748966387381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114951748966387381' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114951215167145268</id><published>2006-06-05T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T20:55:51.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Horrible....complicated....confusing....tedious.....crazy. Those are just some words to describe my job. Went for training. Day 1. I'm already so stressed out by the lady trainer. Her pace's so fast I completely can't catch what she's trying to teach us. 1 month if I can last 1 or 2 months it'll be a miracle. I already can't stand it. 4 more days to go for theory and 10 more days to the monster </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114951215167145268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114951215167145268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114951215167145268' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114942814787082590</id><published>2006-06-04T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T21:35:47.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Met up with some of the girls yesterday - namely sher..sarah and ade. Headed over to east coast for cycling and blading activities.  Haven't seen them in a week so it was a joy. The 3 of them chose to blade at first so they bladed for an hour while I opted fo the bike....no mnore blading after last time's incident. Last time it was the blades at ECP....this time it was the bicycle at ECP again. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114942814787082590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114942814787082590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114942814787082590' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114924970081010292</id><published>2006-06-02T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T20:01:40.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanna...I needa to go somewhere...anywhere away from this place. Somewhere that would be good for the soul and mind and body. Be it France..Spain..Japan I wanna be there. Dreaming..thinking about it just makes me wanna do it NOW...immediately leave.Oh, the places I'll go! - MountJuneau (fp)I wanna dreamI wanna wishI wanna take a walk down Broadway laneTurning the corner wherever I goMaybe I'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114924970081010292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114924970081010292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114924970081010292' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114916941898490403</id><published>2006-06-01T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T21:43:38.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Accompanied my mum out today to collect her prize from mediacorp publishing. It was the Narcisco Roderiguez fragrance that I've liked since they started introducing and handling out testers at Tangs. Smells so classy and expensive. After collecting it we headed down to town for lunch. Wasn't too hungry so couldn't eat much. Don't know what on earth happened to my appetite nowadays. After </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114916941898490403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114916941898490403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114916941898490403' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114879873193934035</id><published>2006-05-28T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T14:45:31.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some of friday night's pictures - Forbidden City:My drink: CosmopolitanLibin(intruder..=P)with Me and liNeeeeSher and Me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114879873193934035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114879873193934035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114879873193934035' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114871321437954670</id><published>2006-05-27T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T15:00:14.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Met up with the girlies - consisting of hui shan..libin..sarah..sher..ade last night for dinner and drinks. Was like half an hur late in meetin them coz me being so smart started ironing the laundry late then everything go pushed back and I was wondering  what to wear coz i thought the other's would be wearing nice till the moment ade called me on my mobile then I realised I was gonna get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114871321437954670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114871321437954670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114871321437954670' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114855377662160658</id><published>2006-05-25T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T18:42:56.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to town to meet cassy today. First time...I'm early than her....haha.....ok lar coz she expected me to be late. but she was very much later than me. We decided to sttle on Scotts foodcourt food. Wasn't too hungry...so decided to order the tom yam soup with any noodles or rice. $4.fucking 50?! It was pretty pathetic coz it was mostly mushrooms - which wasn't alot....2 small prawns..2 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114855377662160658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114855377662160658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114855377662160658' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114811250652849609</id><published>2006-05-20T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T16:08:26.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thursday:Caught MI:3 with Libin and ade.....Suspenseful and it really really kept me on the edge. I mean really. All 3 of us were munching some popcorn before the show when it started it just got lesser and lesser. That was how suspenseful and exiciting it was. Didn't wanna chew the snack in case I couldn't hear their conversation properly or missed out some important parts. Haha....After that we</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114811250652849609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114811250652849609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114811250652849609' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114754108601711060</id><published>2006-05-14T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:39:54.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ThursdayWent to Sher's birthday party at Aloha Loyang Challet. It was huge!! 4 rooms. When we reached there Sher had to check the fittinhg and fixtures and equipment. When she reached the second floor bedroom....she checked everything till and everything seemsed fine until she tried fixing the blanket on one bed when she lifted up the thing......any good images came crashing down.........shit....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114754108601711060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114754108601711060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114754108601711060' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114719190048167519</id><published>2006-05-10T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T00:25:00.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>About time I get access to this site!! Being trying to get to the create post page for eons. Short post for today coz I'm trying to do a vcd marathon. Lol....rented some vcds and returning the next day. Three in 3 hours.....Met up with Cassy....Chrys and Muns to go cycling in Sentosa. It was terribly hot and humid today btu good for cycling. Finally I can travel more than 2m on a 2-wheel bike. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114719190048167519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114719190048167519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114719190048167519' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114709101241290508</id><published>2006-05-08T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T20:23:32.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I spent quite abit of last night tossing and turning. A little bit nervous of the interview I was expected at today. Didn't sleep like how I always sleep - like a pig...oblivious to everything around me....including clock alarms...phone alarms...phone messages....ringtones....you get the idea. Anyway back to today. Woke up at 8.30. Got ready and left for the interview. On the way there I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114709101241290508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114709101241290508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114709101241290508' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114633992262943941</id><published>2006-04-30T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T01:08:54.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Met up with Sher..Ade and Sarah in the afternoon. Strolled from Cityhall station to Haagen Daz at Esplanade. We ordered this fondue which consisted of Small mini scoops of Haagen Daz ice-cream..fruit..cookies and biscuit. It was heavenly...for a person who doesn't really enjoy chooclate the chocolate sauce tasted great. maybe it's the company one hangs out with ..it affects the taste bud.Then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114633992262943941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114633992262943941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114633992262943941' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114624624243362853</id><published>2006-04-29T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T01:44:02.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These past week I have been getting up at an unbelieveable early timing for me. 8.30 am!! When I get to bed at 2-3am. It's all that painitng work outside my bedroom...workers shouting and the gondola moving up and down non-stop. So embarrassing if they caught me in my pj. But this morning i couldn't take it anymore ...after eating breakfast I went to take a nap. Felt good!! The the whole after </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114624624243362853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114624624243362853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114624624243362853' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114611441140477519</id><published>2006-04-27T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T13:06:51.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>- This post is for wednesday -Mun Mun's birthday party.Thought of going over to her house earlier to help her with stuff - preparation...transport of food..etc. but woke up about 11ish then realised even if I did go over it would've been quite late. So then planned to meet Cassy..Chrys..and Hq at the bus interchange at Habor Front. The timing had been set at 3.30 but guess what...the usual I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114611441140477519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114611441140477519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114611441140477519' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114598840298205789</id><published>2006-04-26T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T02:06:42.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Intially I left my house this morning thiking I was gonna be busy with food preparation for Mun Mun's birthday. Turns out - nothing, no preparation. Her mum was gonna prepare everything on her own. The same day we leave for the celebration of her 21st birthday. How is she gonna handle?? She didn't exactly invite 5 people, she invited almost 7-8 times more than that. Man.....So instead of busying </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114598840298205789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114598840298205789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114598840298205789' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114564658095420792</id><published>2006-04-22T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T03:09:41.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Turned down that Maybank job and I didn't call that Success HR agency back regarding the Contract Bank Processor's post. Ade made sense saying that the job was re-posted several times and they even have to resort to hiring people with no experience when they clearly stated the candidate should have at least a min of 1 year's experience. So I was near my phone when it was ringing....but I just  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114564658095420792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114564658095420792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114564658095420792' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114554081901758186</id><published>2006-04-20T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T21:46:59.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woah....today was miracle day....record day for me. Received 2 calls regarding my applicatios. Not that it means I'll actually get the job but at least it means some people paid attention 2 my application. lol....This morning I recevied a call from Maybank HR dept. regarding this post I applied for - Credit Processing/Credit Disbursement Officer just yesaterday. That call was fast, it came </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114554081901758186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114554081901758186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114554081901758186' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114542908389473163</id><published>2006-04-19T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T14:44:43.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went to the dentist on monday and thought I was just gonna have my teeth cleaned up. Turns out I had to do fillings and.....pull out my four wisdom teeth. Omg....I've never pulled out any of my teeth before and I'm not actually looking forward to it. The pain. The injection. The cost. Oh god....... I'm so not looking forward to it but I guess I don't have much of a choice oz after seeing my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114542908389473163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114542908389473163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114542908389473163' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114482186116070710</id><published>2006-04-12T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T14:04:21.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have been spending my days lazing around and watching shows I won't normally watch and actually...finding quite enjoying and interesting.1. Sweet 182. Da Chang Jin3. some afternoon tv programsIn the past if you actually made me sit down to watch it, I'll just dismiss it as a waste of time after catching like 5 mins of it. But then now the thing is I've got quite abit of time to waste.....so mite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114482186116070710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114482186116070710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114482186116070710' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114442636799583820</id><published>2006-04-07T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T00:12:48.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went outta my hiding hole today. Joined my mum for lunch. Sakae sushi.....used to like it but now I just feel a little grossed out about their conveyor belt sushi. When you pop their so called sashimi into your mouth...it doesn't feel refreshing and give off that buttery milky feel, it just taste dead ad cold. Arggggggggghhhhs....... Now i'm just gonna go their for their cooked food and cooked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114442636799583820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114442636799583820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114442636799583820' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114373883889957020</id><published>2006-03-31T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T00:46:27.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> You scored as Eyes full of Pain. People tend to overlook you which makes you feel less worthy of theirattentions. You sometimes wishyou could just disapear from the world around you. You have been hurt very badly in the past and you just wish that someone would understand you, and what their cruelty is doing to you.Eyes full of Pain58%Diamond Eyes58%Mysterious50%Passion25%What do your eyes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114373883889957020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114373883889957020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114373883889957020' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114373746095203408</id><published>2006-03-31T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T00:51:01.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sick of doing nothing.I'm bored as hell.I'm lost and confused. Where should I go now?? What do i really wanna do??I'm getting lazier and lazier.I'm starting to feel like a bloody bum - taking allowances from my parents is not the way to carry on.I'm undecided about everything.I'm just wating space and living of others.I'm hopeless.I'm not somebody people wanna hire - whether it's an important</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114373746095203408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114373746095203408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114373746095203408' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114303172391802759</id><published>2006-03-22T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:48:43.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Advice from everyone's favourite nerd - Bill GatesRule 1: Life is not fair - get used to it!Rule 2: The world doesn't care about your self esteem. The world will expect you to acomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.Rule 3: You will not make 40 thousand dollars a year right out of high school.You won't be Vice President with a car-phone until you earn both.Rule 4: If you think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114303172391802759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114303172391802759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114303172391802759' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114278560915804378</id><published>2006-03-19T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T00:26:49.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got tagged.....and since i'm pissed bored...i'll give it a go.1.the tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover2.need to mention the sex of the target.3.Tag 8 victims to join this game &amp; leave a comment on their comments saying they have been tagged.Here goes nothing..Part I1. Cute - not ugly but adorable...you know cute as in cute guys....lol...handsome dudes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114278560915804378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114278560915804378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114278560915804378' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114278165155781073</id><published>2006-03-19T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T23:20:51.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just sang the birthday song to my mummy. But no birthday cake to eat tonight. Too full........ Went to dinner at the MArriot's chinese restaurant. Woah.....so posh and my mum said it was supposed to be fine dinning. Haha......which we all didn't know until we were seated. The would serve you every dish by first showing u the whole dish and then proceed to dishing out the portions. hmmmmm.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114278165155781073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114278165155781073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114278165155781073' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114269807465556321</id><published>2006-03-18T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T00:21:24.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahhhhhsss...was only inspired to blog after seeing ade's blog. Been off for a week. Today went back to Balstier for chicken rice with my parents. I miss that place. All my childhood memories of that place. The bus stop, market, the buzz, Blastier Plaza, the street leading to my previous house, yada yada yada. I miss that place.All the good food there. Then after lunch went to get so herbal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114269807465556321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114269807465556321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114269807465556321' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c272/Silverstreak10/Random/th_Blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114183570400767155</id><published>2006-03-09T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T00:35:04.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For Wed (8/3/2006):Another fruitless day. Went out to meet the girls again. Thoght I could get something for the prom on Thursday. Nothing!! And this is the second time. Nothing nice. Even if it was nice, the thing cost a bomd, couldnn't bare to part with my beloved cash. Haha...... Nothing caught my eye. Why is it always the case when you have the cash or desperately need to get something </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114183570400767155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114183570400767155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114183570400767155' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114164924315403456</id><published>2006-03-06T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:00:31.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Someone asked me what I gonna do now that I've finished poly. I know I wanna go to the university. But I was thinking if I should go work instead. I'm clueless about what I wanna do. Yeah still dwelling on this topic. I really should get a life. Even my sister's ecstatic about getting a part time job and here I am still sitting at home lazying my butt off. I wonder if I'm ever gonna get down to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114164924315403456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114164924315403456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114164924315403456' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c272/Silverstreak10/Random/th_Lost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114129724567210834</id><published>2006-03-02T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T19:00:45.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OVER AT LAST!!Which also means poly is over. awwwww...... but I'm glad no more exams for now. I. Can. Finally. Relax. YES!! haha......... Just waiting and looking forward to my grad nite dinner now. Now.....what am I gonna wear........ God no clothes to wear. Maybe I should go on a shopping emergency this sunday. Maybe I can find something nice. Just maybe.....maybe if I have enough money.Now I'm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114129724567210834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114129724567210834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114129724567210834' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114060424703086880</id><published>2006-02-22T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T18:32:57.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Graduation is soon and I found a poem on a site that mirrors how I feel about leaving school, and maybe how almost everyone feels. The friends and memories we leave behind to enter something new, something different. But I guess this is life, things can't stay the same forever..... So I hope enjoy this poem as much I did. Adios.End of the Road - Waste of Paint (fiction press.com) Paths end.People</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114060424703086880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114060424703086880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114060424703086880' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-114019375743677414</id><published>2006-02-17T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T00:31:43.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today sure as hell was a tiring and sleepy one for me. I could hard sleep last night, always seems to be the case when I've just spent the whole night mugging for tests or exmas. So today wasn't really in shape, all my functions were completely haywire. Must be the wires in my brain all connected wrongly....no!!First I started my day off by taking some test, it was horrible, I didn't really have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114019375743677414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/114019375743677414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114019375743677414' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c272/Silverstreak10/Movies/th_brokeback-mountain-poster-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113965459972596947</id><published>2006-02-11T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T18:43:19.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shit......spend almost half a day searching for a blogskin (coz my last one conked out on me) and editing the html stuff. Now I have not even moved an inch on my PM project and my FP test. Oh crap, i sacrificed my sat just to study and finish up the project, now I've just wasted it only doing up my blog. Sometimes I think I really can't get my priorities right. I'm such a disgrace to myself and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113965459972596947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113965459972596947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113965459972596947' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113958026999586424</id><published>2006-02-10T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T22:04:30.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know what to say. Today was my last day, not counting the next week that I have to go back for tests. It felt just like yesterday that I was in SP going to sign up for the enrolment alone. I was like cursing the whole way on why not ojne single person from my secondary school class or the next class could have entered SP too. It was just me, myself and I. I remember envying those people </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113958026999586424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113958026999586424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113958026999586424' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113902880022128304</id><published>2006-02-04T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T12:53:20.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Todat, 4th of Feb 2006, was an important day  for my BD group. Huge presentation to industry people. Our group had gotten a ndirector, cfo and senior manager as our assessors, the title alone is scary enoguh. I cannot even explain how nervous I was, shivering the whole way of my presentation, then stumbling onto my facts and figures coz i was too nervous and rambling too fast. i couldn't wait for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113902880022128304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113902880022128304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113902880022128304' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113871627765215908</id><published>2006-01-31T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T23:07:44.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So fast, three days of celebration, chinese new year's finally over. All that waiting and preparation and it's over before I can say Gong Xi Fa Cai. Today went to my grandaunt's house for my granduncle's death anniversary, for the food mostly and get more red packets. Then went down to catch a movie, Fearless.It was insipiring. The fighting scenes rocked hard. Sometimes, I wished I was born in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113871627765215908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113871627765215908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113871627765215908' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113835484861292566</id><published>2006-01-27T17:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T17:46:52.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> You scored as Argentina. Most Argentinias are somewhat artistic people, they may be or not arrogant but that is how people perceive them. You probably enjoy good rock music and enjoy little details. Maybe you can even dance tango! Argentina is the right place for you. (They have hot people there)Argentina55%Italy45%USA45%France40%Puerto Rico/Cuba40%Brasil35%Haiti35%China/Japan30%Lebanon/Saudi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113835484861292566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113835484861292566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113835484861292566' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113834872451264830</id><published>2006-01-27T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T15:58:44.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap!! That's how I felt for the bulk of this week. Bad week for me. Things don't seem to go smoothly for me. Will this ever come to an end?? Please do. The only thing that gets me on the up side is the chinese new year holidays. But even then, I gotta do my "very important" projects. How pathetic is that?! Thought I could put down my baggage for awhile, but no. School and projects are being very</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113834872451264830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113834872451264830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113834872451264830' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113802239977601551</id><published>2006-01-23T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T21:40:46.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was surfing the web and  found some beauty recipes that's easy to make and the ingredients are easy toget too. It's probably sitting there on your refridge shelf waiting to be used. Also, you don't need to spend much money even if you don't have.A HONEY OF A MOISTURIZING MASKGood for: Normal to dry skin In a small bowl or cup, stir together 2 tablespoons of honey with 2 teaspoons of milk. Mix </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113802239977601551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113802239977601551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113802239977601551' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113794408573418399</id><published>2006-01-22T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T23:38:38.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oooooh....fallout boy on radio, i lub their songs. *sings* dance...dance.... haha ok that's all i know how to sing...4 now.2nd voice: show off. me: not show off ok, just practising my singing skills.2nd voice: yeah yeah excuses.....so typical of youme: *speechless*Ah.......geishas are mesmerizing, beautiful and talented. Caught the movie today. It was ok I guess, if you've read the book, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113794408573418399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113794408573418399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113794408573418399' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c272/Silverstreak10/Movies/th_imageNYET39712071928.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113768728166980233</id><published>2006-01-20T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T17:54:02.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> You scored as Rome. Rome - The eternal city is a favourite amongs many tourists. Certainlynot renowned for partying it is one of the most beautiful places Europe has to offer with some of the best remains of buildings of cultural importance.Rome75%Paris69%Munich69%Berlin63%Moscow56%London50%Barcelona50%Athens50%Which European City is right for you?created with QuizFarm.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113768728166980233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113768728166980233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113768728166980233' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113768722304826791</id><published>2006-01-19T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T00:13:43.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> You scored as Diesel. Diesel75%Gucci67%Louis Vuitton58%Burberry58%Anna Sui50%Dior50%Chanel50%Abercrombie &amp; Fitch33%DKNY25%Tommy Hilfiger25%What Designer Brand Are You?created with QuizFarm.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113768722304826791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113768722304826791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113768722304826791' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113768466972984148</id><published>2006-01-19T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T23:31:09.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally got to watch some tv today. Law &amp; Order: SVU just aired. Love that show. The stories seem to revolve around rape or at least something sexual. Tv these days really need sexual contents to attract viewers huh. Well.......at least there's a reason for those sexual contents, thus the name 'Special Victims Unit'. Just hooked on it. lol......... Anyway, i love stories with a twist and those </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113768466972984148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113768466972984148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113768466972984148' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113751634368230664</id><published>2006-01-18T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T00:45:43.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hectic day today. Woke up feeling extremely exhausted. Actually i feel exhausted every other day but today was worse. Then finally i got to school after waiting for cab for ages under the hot scorching sun. When i got to school, no teacher in sight. Spent the time in class copying notes and chatting. Finally, the teacher walks in, only to announce he was really busy and wanted us to cope with the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113751634368230664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113751634368230664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113751634368230664' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113726721687214399</id><published>2006-01-15T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T03:33:36.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another day passed, another day closer to graduation. I don't want that. Why does time seem to pass so fast when u don't want it to and crawl by so slowly when u want time to go faster? I don't wanna go out to work. I don't like the working environment out there. How hectic it is, people just talk about work, work work, life evolves around papers, computer and the strive to outdo each other. Some</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113726721687214399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113726721687214399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113726721687214399' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113714418807797699</id><published>2006-01-13T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T17:23:08.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm exhausted and I havent even really started getting into all my "frigging" projects yet.  Seriously, i'm creating ths post coz if i dont for the next few days, u people are gonna start thinking i've given up on my blog again. NO! i will not admit defeat so easily. I'm just not gonna post so much when i'm busier. Especially next week. Ok?? Ok!! *pats the dog's head* Good boy. Haha...........So </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113714418807797699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113714418807797699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113714418807797699' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113688737422165268</id><published>2006-01-10T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T18:02:54.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>**Hogwarts Life**Name Hair Color Eye Color Age Favorite Professor McGonagallHagridGrubblyPlankQuirellLockhartLupinMoody aka CrouchUmbridgeSnapeSlughornDumbledoreFlitwickHoochOtherFavorite Class TransfigurationCharmsHistory of MagicCare of Magical CreaturesDADAAncient RunesArithmacyDivinationPotionsMuggle StudiesOtherHow many O's you got 10House Ravenclaw% of friends - 52%&lt;3 with: Nevillehate: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113688737422165268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113688737422165268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113688737422165268' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113673770041115664</id><published>2006-01-08T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T01:15:27.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday.....almost one of my favourtie days. Why almost favourite?? Positive: NO SCHOOL!!!!! Negative: School the next day and i hate mondays. Don't know if u guys feel this way too. But today is such a rainy and cool day (is coz it's still raining as of now: 9.15pm) i love the cool in the air, it just makes me wanna crawl and snuggle under my duvet. Hmmmmmmmm......*dreams*. *Snaps back to reality</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113673770041115664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113673770041115664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113673770041115664' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c272/Silverstreak10/Movies/th_memoirsofageisha_teaser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113665172552854347</id><published>2006-01-08T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:35:25.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How was your saturday?? my shopping trip today was pretty fruitless. Started out at 3ish and by 8ish i still hadn't gotten any clothes. man.....why is it when u have the spare cash, the case is there's nothing nice to buy but when u have no money there's so much stuff u just have to get or u could just die thinking of getting it. so we went to far east...zilch, except this bag i saw suede, brown,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113665172552854347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113665172552854347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113665172552854347' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113657607546143598</id><published>2006-01-07T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T03:57:58.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> You scored as Emo Kid. You listen to emo.  'Nuff said.  You know how to dress.  You usually feel as if nobody understands you. Emo Kid54%Loner40%Punk33%Hot27%Goth27%Stoner20%Prep20%Geek/Nerd13%Jock7%"Ghetto"7%What Highschool Clique Do You Belong To?created with QuizFarm.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113657607546143598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113657607546143598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113657607546143598' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113655597587079154</id><published>2006-01-06T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T01:23:55.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahaha sherlyn's so funny. she was just telling me about the blog quiz she tried out (look at the previous post on the whatyou were in your past life). she got so many results, while i only managed to get the one and only "You were: a chharming herbalist, How u died: buried alive". I don't see how i could be one and BURIED ALIVE?!?! omg....that's just scary and i can't even imagine what's it like</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113655597587079154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113655597587079154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113655597587079154' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113639248209027507</id><published>2006-01-05T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T00:37:38.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In a Past Life...You Were: A Charming Herbalist.Where You Lived: Quebec.How You Died: Buried alive.Who Were You In a Past Life?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113639248209027507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113639248209027507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113639248209027507' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113639149408847494</id><published>2006-01-05T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T00:31:23.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You reflect the wisdom of the spirit. You shine asa wise and anicent sage who values intellectamong the most. Your spirit brings guidence tothose around you. You have accomplished yourstrength with age and time. Don't let your wiseadvice go to waste. Share it with all who arewilling to listen. Please rate high;-) Reflections of the Spirit? brought to you by Quizilla ::.What feeling are you trying</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113639149408847494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113639149408847494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113639149408847494' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113638582851746834</id><published>2006-01-04T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:51:21.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>let's talk about today. it was basically ok except i got busted during my trading class, made a huge.........loss. Seriously, trading is fun but with my marks at risk it doesn't seem so fun anymore, it starts to get crazy and everything u do u're basically trying to protect ur own ass. when everybody in the class seems to be continuously making money and there u r making a steady profit all along</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113638582851746834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113638582851746834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113638582851746834' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-113631424384343937</id><published>2006-01-04T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T03:21:30.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heylo.....blog i'm back....man that line kinda reminds me of arnold schwzanagger&lt;--sp?? lol. Anyway...I was browsing through blogskins and i stumbled upon soooo many lovely skins, ahs....the best thing to bloggin, the skins. So then i fell in love with so many but i finaly decided on this one. It's so yellow and full of life (is that even possible). I just got kinda sick of the black background </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113631424384343937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/113631424384343937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113631424384343937' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-111427277968025448</id><published>2005-04-24T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T00:12:59.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At last!! Today I didn't have to go to that cooped up office. It's not that bad but the work can kill. Well....ok a bit. I screwed up abit. Never submit some orders cause by the time I write down all the porder numbers I though I submitted it. Oop!!!!!!!!! If this continues I'm in for it. The I'm scared the guy in charge of me is a hypocrite though he doesn't seem like it bt you never know. The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/111427277968025448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/111427277968025448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111427277968025448' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-111320722267092499</id><published>2005-04-11T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T16:13:42.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahsss.......they're gone. Back to London. Had so much fun with them. Cool!! *Sighs* I already miss them (my cuzzie and her bf). What a cute couple!! Lol. I really want to go back with them but I can't got that sickening ITP to work. From a company that's at raffles city, I got transferred to a more unglam building or so says the teacher in charge of ITP. What the.......!!!!!!!!!!!! CyberQuote to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/111320722267092499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/111320722267092499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111320722267092499' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-111224640212374680</id><published>2005-03-31T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T13:37:14.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Havent blog in a long while. Yow!! Went to Simple Plans concert last night and I was really anticipating it before I bought the tickets but a few days nearing the concert I just didnt feel so excited. Instead I really wanted to go pick my cuzzie and her boyfr from the airport. Weird!! Ahhhhs why can't I clone myself?! But anyways last night was a blast. Went at 3, expected to find a huge crowd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/111224640212374680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/111224640212374680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111224640212374680' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-111013616149764179</id><published>2005-03-07T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T03:09:21.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mockingbird - Eminem (Touching!! *tears*) YeahI know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right nowBut hey, what daddy always tell you?Straighten up little soldierStiffen up that upper lipWhat you crying about?You got meHailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dadWell I'm gone but I'm trying to give you the life that I never hadI can see you're sad, even when you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/111013616149764179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/111013616149764179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111013616149764179' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110985586700334873</id><published>2005-03-03T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T21:17:47.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New vids everybody. Check them out!! I had them re-shuffled, so look through ok? Enjoy. Ps: The Eminen one is kind of toughing to me (just my opinion)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110985586700334873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110985586700334873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110985586700334873' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110984161315249324</id><published>2005-03-03T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T17:20:13.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Are the Girl Next Door!You're caring, warm, and the girl that nice guys want to marry.Uncomplicated and simple, you've got an easy going attitude guys love.But this doesn't mean you're dull - far from it!You're a great conversationalist, and you're an expert at living the good life.What Kind of Girl Are You? Take This Quiz :-)Find the Love of Your Life (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110984161315249324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110984161315249324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110984161315249324' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110984110185100792</id><published>2005-03-03T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T18:14:37.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time for reflections:I am so freaking pissed and disappointed with myself. I'm terribly lousy at everything I do. Am I born to be a loser? A disappoinment? I DON'T THINK SO!! Why? Why can't I suceed at anything?! What did I do to deserve the grades I get? Does God hate me that much, to make me feel all stupid and worthless? I guess so. No matter how hard I work my ass off (ok I admit sometimes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110984110185100792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110984110185100792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110984110185100792' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110967207247923414</id><published>2005-03-01T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T18:14:32.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel this song is so me. I look old (or some say I look younger than what I am.........is that suppose to be good or bad??), I'm really just a kid inside. And I don't wanna grow up.Grow up By: Simple PlanThis is who I am and this is what I likeGC, Sum and Blink and MxPx rockin' my roomIf you're looking for me Ill be at the showI can never find a better place to goUntil the day I die, I promise </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110967207247923414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110967207247923414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110967207247923414' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110952567316072891</id><published>2005-02-28T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T01:34:33.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got it!! I got their concert tickets. Refer to past blogger post.**I heard you're doing ok  But I want you to know  I'm a dick  I'm addicted to you  I can't pretend I don't care  When you don't think about me  Do you think I deserve this  I tried to make you happy but you left anyway**Got it yet??Been thinking these few days if I really wanted to go to their concert, still a little apprehensive</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110952567316072891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110952567316072891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110952567316072891' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110899069718695744</id><published>2005-02-21T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T20:58:17.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  *speechless* Give me a minute to calm down and collect collect my thoughts. Ok. Nobody told me Simple Plan is coming to Singapore?!?! Bands hardly ever coming to Singapore. And what's more....my mum's pfffered to pay for us. OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She offered to pay for my sister and I so readily. I can wait to jump. Jump </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110899069718695744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110899069718695744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110899069718695744' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110874569559687441</id><published>2005-02-19T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T00:59:18.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woah.......you wouldn't believe this!! I found an article online.Hurtubise says invention sees through walls-BayToday.ca exclusiveBy Phil NovakBayToday.caSunday, January 16, 2005This is what it is:Troy Hurtubise has invented an equipment that allows one to see through walls, as if there was no barrier at all.He credits his subconscious with the idea, whereby he dreamt of what it would do. After 3</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110874569559687441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110874569559687441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110874569559687441' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110858328070135170</id><published>2005-02-17T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T03:52:02.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DAMN MY INTERNET.MY MOUSE. MY WHOLE COMPUTER. Internet pyscho already - can go, can't go. What is this man?! I spend so much time fixing it and now it's more screwed then ever. Internt format pages all screwed up. Some pages can't even view. Need to go back and forth in order to view. I don't mind doing it as long as I don't have to go back and forth more than two times. What's more, this pyscho </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110858328070135170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110858328070135170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110858328070135170' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110778581950434503</id><published>2005-02-07T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:16:59.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was supposed to go to school really early to hand in my project but me being me always late, so lucky i saw this woman staning outside my house waiting so we took a cab down. The uncle ah one kind. Know we in a rush never drive very fast and can still promote this health product. Tell me as though I can afford the product like that. Tsk tsk....... also no wonder my cab fare so expensive and I was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110778581950434503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110778581950434503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110778581950434503' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110751438089798271</id><published>2005-02-04T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T18:53:00.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cranberries: DreamsOh, my life is changing everydayIn every possible way.And oh, my dreams,It's never quiet as it seems,Never quiet as it seems.I know I've felt like this before,But now I'm feeling it even moreBecause it came from you.And then I open up and seeThe person falling here is me,A different way to be.I want more, impossible to ignore,Impossible to ignore.And they'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110751438089798271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110751438089798271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110751438089798271' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110745894907650336</id><published>2005-02-04T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T03:29:09.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG..................I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!! I FINALLY MANAGED TO FIXED MY INTERNET ON MY OWN. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!! That shows how excited I am. Took me so long to figure it out, was almost going bonkers soon. I thank the LORD for helping me out. When I found this singnet disk I somehow felt I could work my internet problems out. And it was Him that intill that faith and optimism in me. If only I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110745894907650336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110745894907650336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110745894907650336' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110637423492708356</id><published>2005-01-22T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T14:11:43.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>¡hombre! Estoy muy contento. Voy de compras para teléphono. There. i managed to speak a couple of lines in spanish. it means. Well...hello. I'm very happy. I'm going shopping for a phone. Actually I'm not sure if I can get it, just to browse i guess. Yea, anyway back to spanish. I still want to learn Spanish. I hope to converse in full sentences in Spanish and understand but it's going to take </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110637423492708356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110637423492708356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110637423492708356' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110632222369932561</id><published>2005-01-21T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T00:07:04.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cars here are so expensive. Went with my parents to see some cars and they were like a middle five figure sum. That's expensive, isn't it. I remember walking past this second-hand car shop in england, which was what we have here and pretty new, going for 2000 - 5000 odd pounds . That's so much cheaper. i know they're trying to cut down on people driving here but thats a bit exhorbitant and its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110632222369932561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110632222369932561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110632222369932561' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110603012175074118</id><published>2005-01-18T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T14:35:21.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can't access my blog through the schoolcomputer. This is bad........ Seriouly, I don't know what to blog nowadays. My life just isn't spicy enough. Maybe that's a good thing. I don't know. I just wish it was more interesting in a good way so my soul will be enriched. I seriously lack motivation and insipiration for work, life and even emotionally and also mentally. Life without such gets less </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110603012175074118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110603012175074118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110603012175074118' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110551913510688595</id><published>2005-01-12T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T16:38:55.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh What shit man!! I got so much projects and i haven't even gotten stared on any. I have like *takes out fingers and starts counting* 2 weeks left. Oh I'm dead!! Then there's this role play thing tomorrow. I got this feeling I'm going to screw up. No. No. I have got to do my best or else I'll screw everyone up too *sob sob*. And i don't wanna do that. Sometimes I really wish i could give up on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110551913510688595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110551913510688595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110551913510688595' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110477467568110269</id><published>2005-01-04T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T01:51:15.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are a Hip hop Dancer. You are the witty chickin the gang, you have a special life style andthat makes you different with your own uniqueway, your friends love you because they knowthey can trust you. Your ideal man is the guywith a free style not afraid of saying how hefeels, and life is never dull with him.  What kind of dancers are you? (Girls only) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110477467568110269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110477467568110269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110477467568110269' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110476842519881282</id><published>2005-01-03T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T00:07:05.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to catch a movie ' Meet The Fockers' this afternoon. Was hilarious. Lots of sex talk. Imagine your parents engaging in sex at such an old age when there are visitors around, OMG that's so embarassing. I wonder if anybody's parents are like that ;P. Then went to shop a little after the show. Got a pair of brown slippers, hope I won't regret buying it like I always do with other stuff. And </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110476842519881282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110476842519881282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110476842519881282' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110439783867406328</id><published>2004-12-30T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T17:10:38.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm so freaking happy!! I found Good Charlotte's vid - I Just Wanna Live. I love that vid, it's soooooo cute and funny. Their suits are so cute. MAn Joel sure looks hott in that white shirt, tie and vest. I wanna hug him. Damnit!!!!!! I can't stand it....I sound like a crazee fan *blushes*. And Benji and Billy are so hott too. I'm too addicted to them. Someone please wake </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110439783867406328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110439783867406328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110439783867406328' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110430724140146455</id><published>2004-12-29T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T16:00:41.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are a very cool vampire, you rank as aMercenary. You are a deadly vampire and not oneto fuck with, your deal with weapons and greatfighting skills are outstanding. Your wardrobewould consist of black leather full boby suitstrench coats and so on. You are not asshamed tobe a vampire and you use your gift for your ownadvantage, your job paying highly you are nevershort of money. You are a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110430724140146455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110430724140146455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110430724140146455' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110404000962828261</id><published>2004-12-26T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T13:46:49.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just woke up. *yawn and stretches* Went to catch Phantom of the Opera yesterday. Have been wanting to watch that since I saw the trailer. Seriously, I didn't expect it to be so long. But its kind of sary some parts and touching at othert moments. I love the songs. Cassy and I were thinking what it would be like to talk to each other through singing. Weird huh. That's how they were communicating. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110404000962828261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110404000962828261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110404000962828261' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110390044355427988</id><published>2004-12-24T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T23:00:43.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had dinner with my dad just now. Went to this Japanese restaurant. I know Jap food on xmas eve???? Maybe cause we're having turkey tomorrow, that's why we didn't want to eat english food. I finally wore my boots for the first time in Singapore, felt a little odd though. I guess I must get use to it. Kept wondering if I looked silly or something. It looked ok but I guess boots should be worn in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110390044355427988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110390044355427988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110390044355427988' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110353097489058487</id><published>2004-12-20T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T16:22:54.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are the "nameless."  You are the mostvaried of all.  You tend to be a bit of a lonerand see things differently than most people.You like to have fun, but only have a few goodfriends.  People aren't sure what to make ofyou.  Some say you're a freak and some see youas being independant with you're own syle.  What is your place in life? brought to you by Quizilla Is this how people really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110353097489058487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110353097489058487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110353097489058487' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110341348055943399</id><published>2004-12-19T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T07:44:40.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just came home and showered. A little tired. Haven't caught a wink. been out since yesterday afternoon. Went to Chrystal's friend's bbq. Her friends are so funny and entertaining. The food was yummy too. Was planning to leave before 12 but then I remembered got midnight surcharge so I didn't have enough money and stayed on. Then at 3am, her friends were going to find somewhere to rest so Chrys </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110341348055943399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110341348055943399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110341348055943399' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110309701029761039</id><published>2004-12-15T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T15:50:10.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gosh I just realised that my mum read my blog. Well not just but just now. thanx Sherlyn for telling me. I actually read that tag from my sister trying to digest it but I missed out the bottom part. My tummy was feeling really uncomfortable today:P I hope it feels better tomorrow, this kind of stuff always affect me. I don't get how people can put up a front when they're not well but i admire </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110309701029761039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110309701029761039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110309701029761039' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110295222110829018</id><published>2004-12-13T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T17:23:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Got off the phone with my mum just now, they're going to a buffet tonight. How nice! Poor sister of mine getting all pissed off and irritated with my mum. Talked to her quite long cause I was getting bored and stuff and that phonecall was kinda saviour. I miss them. The house is just so quiet without them. So no choice have to watch some vcds so kill the awful silence. My Tutor Friend was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110295222110829018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110295222110829018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110295222110829018' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110295155223317737</id><published>2004-12-13T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T23:25:52.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chamomile Tea...You are Chamomile Tea.Your an original! Helpful to anyone in need andalways willing to lend a hand, you take actionbut not through violence, people listen to youfor you have a knack for giving wonderfuladvice! Many look up to you and you try yourbest not to let them down. You have manyfriends steadfast or no who consider themselveslucky to be near you. You may have been hurt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110295155223317737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110295155223317737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110295155223317737' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110284705508913650</id><published>2004-12-12T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T18:24:15.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is sunday, whih means I'm going back to school tomorrow. Like it?? I HATE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I so hate life here and school too. I mean who does. But I guess i ain't got no choice. All the more I am sick and I can't really be bothered with school. I don't want to go to school tomorrow. What can I even do there?? What's the point of going for tutorials when the teachers ain't got nothing to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110284705508913650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110284705508913650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110284705508913650' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110269899947721724</id><published>2004-12-11T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T01:16:39.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back in this hot and boring town. I HATE IT HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I want to get out of here. Was at the airport yeaterday and had to wait really long cause my Aunt left us there pretty early. Then when it was time check in and they said Air France crew had gone on a strike. For awhile there it had me thinking " please carry on with your strike so i can stay a day longer" but to no avail. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110269899947721724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110269899947721724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110269899947721724' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110174653667273921</id><published>2004-11-30T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T00:42:16.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just came back from London 2 hours ago. It's absolutely beaaaaaaaaaautiful n crowded. I don't really know how to describe in the way I feel........maybe that why I love it. Didn't do much shopping. No time for shopping. Warched a musical - chitty chitty bang. Wooah!!!!! It's like totally fascinating and addictive. Life in London is ta little different from S'pore, that's why I like it so much. If</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110174653667273921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110174653667273921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110174653667273921' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110132759801088548</id><published>2004-11-25T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T04:19:58.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so f***ing pissed off man. It was all going well ubtil I tried logging in to my SP account. I forgot my password. HOW could I forget it so fast when I had just login last week?!?!?!?!?! I need help with my brain. Shopped quite a bit today. Man they've got this really huge (and I mean huge mall with several dept stores put together in this building together with small shops like topshop, hmv, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110132759801088548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110132759801088548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110132759801088548' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110112746858431376</id><published>2004-11-22T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T20:44:28.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just reached my uncle and aunt's place. Cozy and damn pretty! Am a little starving *stomach growls*. Plane food isn't nice. But I eat more than what I usually eat on planes which is equivalent to nothing. The whole journey from Sing to Paris was dark right from the start. Sleep wasn't really very possible cause it was a little uncomfortable. The angmoh next to me kept twisting and turning.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110112746858431376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110112746858431376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110112746858431376' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110102819593340501</id><published>2004-11-21T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T17:09:55.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Leaving tonight. Oh crap!! The thought of beimng stuck in a plane....that small space for hours....makes me sick. Puke bag please someone. My stonmachs already feeling weird. The last time I took a long flight (17 - 20 hours) was the first time I started puking on planes. I hope I won't sleep so much. Need to move around more so I don't get that thing where the blood clots and then kills. Scary. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110102819593340501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110102819593340501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110102819593340501' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110102429149756154</id><published>2004-11-21T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T16:04:51.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Jasmine from Aladdin! What Disney Princess are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110102429149756154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110102429149756154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110102429149756154' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110087263781424540</id><published>2004-11-19T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T21:57:17.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your dream guy is Jimmy. He's down-to-earth, thekind of guy who know's how to pick himself upafter falling down. The two of you would becontent with just staying at home and catchinga football game on ESPN Classics ==&gt; Isn't that Marissa's dad?!?!?!?! He seems nice but ummm... he's old. Heeeeee. Who's your ideal hunky OC mate? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110087263781424540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110087263781424540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110087263781424540' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110087122963162013</id><published>2004-11-19T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T21:33:49.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!What the.........!!!!!!!!! How the hell did Olinda (who sings really well....well......better than some people)?!?!?!?!?! Freak man!!!! I hope Taufik makes it. He has to. Save us from that poser man. Taufik is really versatile and Olinda has the vocals but how did it end up this way. I wish i could vote for Taufik but I won't be here. Actually there are 2 reasons why I would vot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110087122963162013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110087122963162013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110087122963162013' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110085604997032713</id><published>2004-11-19T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T17:20:49.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damn Damn Damn it!!!!! My fingers and brain are in the downloading mode. But I can't download. Freak!! They're like plants needing water (me - plant, music - water). I can't even download 1 song. Cassy says it's like a druggie telling themselves they need one more pill n then they'll stop but they never do and now I'm like in that situation. I really need self-control. There! Maybe that should be</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110085604997032713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110085604997032713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110085604997032713' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110058249834074898</id><published>2004-11-16T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T13:21:52.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Vlad the Impaler. The man behind the legendof Dracula. You hanged your victims, stretchedthem on the rack, burned them at the stake,boiled them alive, but mostly impaled them.Most of your killings were politically targetedbut sometimes you killed just because you werebored. Your "reign of terror" lastedfrom 1456 to 1462. Estimated numbers of victimsvary between 30,000 and more than </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110058249834074898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110058249834074898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110058249834074898' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870149.post-110057546672078876</id><published>2004-11-16T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T11:32:11.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing much to update. Need to get by Saturday:1. Prezzies (3 quantities)2. Makeup Base??3. Facial Blotters4. Mags5. Haircut (or else my mum's gonna shave me head to baldness.....urgs...)6. BodyscrubGonna out to get some of these later. No time left.Browsing through this site now. Pretty coolers. Check it out under my links --&gt;XoXo.Peace.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110057546672078876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870149/posts/default/110057546672078876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://physical-emotions.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110057546672078876' title=''/><author><name>JeAnEr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
