<?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-1628044761637652015</id><updated>2012-02-07T21:55:10.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep your head up and heart strong</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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>401</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-714643239282651879</id><published>2012-02-07T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T21:55:10.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What doesn't kill you make you stronger</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Caution: Lengthy post cause I'm ranting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I love everything about Chinese New Year. Almost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;The spirit of being happy and feeling prosperous for the new year, the fabulous food, the perfect excuse for gambling, the bonding with family and friends etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I love it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;But this year, I spent the greatest time celebrating new year with my friends and B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I absolutely disliked the gathering at my grandparents' place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;amp; I think I have the perfect reason to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I hate it when people judge. And constantly commenting on one single issue, creating a big hoo-ha over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I received ten over comments about me being tan and black, consecutively. One aunt, then the next uncle, then the next aunt, asking why I've become so black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;HEY I GET IT. I KNOW I AM TANNED. Stop rubbing it in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Stop going on and on asking me to 'whiten' up. I would have done so if I feel that I am extremely black, which is what everyone seems to make their point across.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;In fact, I feel perfectly fine with how tanned I am so I completely do not get why there is such a big fuss over it.&amp;nbsp; I'm sorry I'm not the stereotype pretty, fair and slim girls like how most of the Chinese population is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;amp; if you must know, I was already born fairly tanned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;My uncle even came to tell me that I'm fat. Yes, I obviously know. You do &lt;b&gt;not &lt;/b&gt;need to make me feel worse on such a joyous occasion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Everyone has their own preference and taste when it comes to dressing and I personally do not understand why my relatives like to impose a whole different look on me. I am not out to look slutty and I feel that I absolutely do not dress slutty or inappropriate. I do not follow trends either or I'll be wearing crop tees etc last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;, which shows half your body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I dress what fits me best so please do not tell me not to wear this nor that. It is honestly not a good feeling and I feel extremely restricted and unhappy being myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Again, I am not out to show the world my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Extremely envious of parents/relatives who do not comment on their daughter's dress sense and I have seen many friends wearing rather revealing clothes during CNY visits,&amp;nbsp; but hell, they look good and I have double the amount of cloth on my body so why am I still judged by my closest kin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I think it's ironic and rather nonsensical if they do these just because they care for me etcetc, because it makes me feel like shit firstly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;amp; secondly, you don't know shit about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;You don't know what I like to eat, how I'm feeling, what I'm going through, what school I'm in even. (Except for one aunt who is really sweet and gets me clothes which I really love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Other than that, we are not really that close a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And likewise, I don't know shit about you either so I do not comment on anything unless provoked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm starting to like family gatherings less and less. It has become an extremely stressful situation to be in, being judged, talked and discussed about, compared to etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know why they fault me for paying more attention to my friends who actually truly have my backs and support me no matter what. Could you blame me for wanting to spend more time with people who makes me happier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;If my closest kin can now judge me with how I look, dress and fare in academics, how else are they different from the strangers I have no ties with in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-714643239282651879?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/714643239282651879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=714643239282651879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/714643239282651879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/714643239282651879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-doesnt-kill-you-make-you-stronger.html' title='What doesn&apos;t kill you make you stronger'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-1933029108094228276</id><published>2012-02-05T09:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T09:37:59.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What you don't know won't kill you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know why I'm all depressed even though its only an act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;But it just shows so damn much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I haven't been the greatest friend but what you did was just plain degrading to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;That you were willing to just drop everything and make me look like a fool simply for her. If she's that worth it, I wouldn't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;amp; you didn't even give me a choice or discuss your plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Just go along, go with the flow and explain to me later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Am I that insignificant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;What was I supposed to say? No?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It's not like you gave me options and you knew I'd do it for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Even though you knew I'll be upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Fucking hate being used. Even though I'm your very good friend, I still don't think this is a treatment between friends anyone can tolerate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;You know I'd do anything for you, but it doesn't mean I deserve this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I choke back my tears and feelings yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And I don't think we'll ever really be the same again cause I know where I stand now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And it's like close to nothing. And for a bitch that just plays with your heartstrings, what, is she eight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I hope this makes up for all the times I wasn't there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;But know that I'd never do such a thing to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-1933029108094228276?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/1933029108094228276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=1933029108094228276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1933029108094228276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1933029108094228276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-you-dont-know-wont-kill-you.html' title='What you don&apos;t know won&apos;t kill you'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-1775811369405215554</id><published>2012-02-01T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T19:37:34.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Food that I really crave now&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Sogurt ( Cookie&amp;amp;cream, pineapple mango, peach mango )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Twister Fries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Famous Amos cookies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Sticky sweets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Sour sweets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Plums ( Bought a bagful just now )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Ben and Jerry Icecream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Fresh Sashimi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Cheese Tofu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Pineapple tarts full of crust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;This is not good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Had Cca Bazaar today and overall, not a very good impression on the new batch yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;A handful of them were pretty arrogant and stuck up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm feeling extremely self conscious nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Every single food I eat, I think of the calories and fats I'm putting on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Not a good feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-1775811369405215554?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/1775811369405215554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=1775811369405215554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1775811369405215554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1775811369405215554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2012/02/enchanted.html' title='Enchanted'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-415273182333883300</id><published>2012-01-29T10:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T10:58:14.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy. Don't cry for a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-415273182333883300?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/415273182333883300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=415273182333883300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/415273182333883300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/415273182333883300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2012/01/over-again.html' title='Over again'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-3739278429922607321</id><published>2012-01-20T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T22:34:06.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It will rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_1"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="520"&gt;If you ever leave me, baby,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_2"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="520"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_2"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="520"&gt;Leave some morphine at my door&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_3"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="520"&gt;Cause it would take a whole lot of medication&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_4"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="520"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_4"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="520"&gt;To realize what we used to have,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_5"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="520"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_5"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="520"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_5"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="520"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_5"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="520"&gt;We don't have it anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_6"&gt;There's no religion that could ever save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_6"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_6"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_7"&gt;No matter how long my knees are on the floor, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_7"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_8"&gt;So keep in mind all the sacrifices I'm making&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_8"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_9"&gt;To keep you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_10"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_10"&gt;And keep you from walking out the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_11"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="522"&gt;Cause there'll be no sunlight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s hover" id="line_12"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="522"&gt;if I lose you, baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s hover" id="line_13"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="522"&gt;There'll be no clear skies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s hover" id="line_13"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="522"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s hover" id="line_14"&gt;&lt;i class="smline sm" data-meaningid="522"&gt;if I lose you, baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-3739278429922607321?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/3739278429922607321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=3739278429922607321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3739278429922607321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3739278429922607321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-will-rain.html' title='It will rain'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8717605724709883869</id><published>2012-01-15T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:07:21.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I have been the worst friend possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Even on the last day of your freedom, I didn't get to meet you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And I'm so sorry but don't hate me for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I'll make it up, I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;So many chances to have met you and something always came up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I know I could have tried harder and put in a little more effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Even after you and F broke up, I haven't really been there, nor met you since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm sorry again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I have your gifts with me though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I hope this new journey will be good and lively for you, meeting new friends and accomplishing tough challenges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I do hope to see you out soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Till then, all the best and take care of yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I love you best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8717605724709883869?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8717605724709883869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8717605724709883869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8717605724709883869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8717605724709883869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-s.html' title='Dear S'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8812269175138257670</id><published>2012-01-10T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T21:49:16.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I have a secret aim that motivates me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not sure if I'm ready to let everyone know and I probably won't get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;But I have not had something to look forward to in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm going to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8812269175138257670?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8812269175138257670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8812269175138257670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8812269175138257670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8812269175138257670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2012/01/heartbeat.html' title='Heartbeat'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-2129202890564781395</id><published>2012-01-09T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T20:53:08.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparkle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;One more resolution for myself before I forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Actually, I always had this in mind already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Should I end any relationships this year, I am going to remain single for the entire 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;For myself. For my academics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-2129202890564781395?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/2129202890564781395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=2129202890564781395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/2129202890564781395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/2129202890564781395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2012/01/sparkle.html' title='Sparkle'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-2584458302856711631</id><published>2012-01-07T18:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T18:20:34.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;School's in a day's time and I'm wondering how 50 days of holidays could go by so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not prepared for the new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It has been for fourth consecutive sleepless night and I have no idea why I have trouble sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Something is bothering me but I don't know what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Feeling feverish and coughing every 5 minutes now while fretting over the five essays I have yet to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;My only consolance is that this year might be one of the best years in my life, but it hasn't been so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-2584458302856711631?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/2584458302856711631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=2584458302856711631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/2584458302856711631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/2584458302856711631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2012/01/luck.html' title='Luck'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-5239971224046642403</id><published>2012-01-02T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T19:27:46.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2011 passed, ending off with a bang on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;2011 had been rocky.&lt;br /&gt;But I found myself, and I found much needed directions in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 had me completely vulnerable at the loss of B going overseas and retaining.&lt;br /&gt;I was so sure I wasn't going to make it. But I did.&lt;br /&gt;And I did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From retaining to a letter of good progress for making it into the top 20% of my cohort.&lt;br /&gt;That was exactly what I needed for motivation, drive and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;And to prove to people I was still capable of producing results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me a longer JC route and I honestly still detest every fucking day in Nyjc.&lt;br /&gt;But that extra year paid off.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who believe I had to do well after the second year of JC, screw you. Studying is extremely difficult in JC and I practically never studied a day in 2010 (which was dumb) So all the topics were literally brand new to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From handing up only one sheet of paper for math promos in 2010 to being the 90th+ percentile in literature and history in 2011, academically wise, 2011 was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a hell lot of ups and downs with B in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;It was extremely hard and we both gave up countless times but managed to find each other back.&lt;br /&gt;We made it so far and I still can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;2012 will prove even harder but going through this have made me firmly believe that what's yours will find its way back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 had me making new friends in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our clique- Kamalia, Keefe, Michelle, Shiwei, Syahirah, Zhiqing, Chingyan and Phan, is truly unique. I have never seen a clique without conflicts and backstabbing and bitching.&lt;br /&gt;But we are like that.&lt;br /&gt;All of us are very close but not clingy. We can be angsty, bitchy, snappy at each other for a while but would definitely get over it in a hour so no bad feelings or grudges are held for more than a day.&lt;br /&gt;They are the exact people I need for a screwed up place like Nyjc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamalia is loud and funny.&lt;br /&gt;Keefe is nonchalant and retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle is sweet and cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;Shiwei is perverted yet loyal.&lt;br /&gt;Syahirah is hardworking and committed.&lt;br /&gt;Zhiqing is quirky and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Chingyan is studious and sporty.&lt;br /&gt;Phan is happy go lucky and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love each one of them cos I can talk to anyone, depending on my moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 also reminded me of how much I miss Amanda and Shaun, because I retained and they have A levels bombarding their schedules.&lt;br /&gt;What's amazing is that I never have to text them 24/7 to feel close but we are there for each other 24/7. And both of them know that I have their backs no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 also had me meeting a new friend, Javier.&lt;br /&gt;He is an uncanny resemblance of X in terms of character and personality.&lt;br /&gt;He had my back through my toughest promo period and is just a very sweet person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 had been memorable and paved the way for me to follow through in 2012 in terms of my friends, beliefs, relationship and studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 did not start off as well as I hoped.&lt;br /&gt;A minor fight with B and I was extremely ill during the first two days of 2012.&lt;br /&gt;Even as I type this, I am burdened by a pounding headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a few birthday wishes cos I had several cakes and I pray each one of them comes true this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-5239971224046642403?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/5239971224046642403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=5239971224046642403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5239971224046642403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5239971224046642403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-1463116995966381597</id><published>2011-12-26T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T22:31:01.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Things I need to do/be in 2012:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Do fucking well in A levels and get into NUS Law.&lt;br /&gt;2. More punctual for school/meetups.&lt;br /&gt;3. Start using my brain for tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;4. Less bitchy and moody.&lt;br /&gt;5. Stronger in will (I get swayed very easily)&lt;br /&gt;6. Love and really care for the friends who are loyal to me.&lt;br /&gt;7. Fuck those who deserved to be fucked.&lt;br /&gt;8. Lose 6kg.&lt;br /&gt;9. Hopefully be champs in JC league.&lt;br /&gt;10. 2nd in JC league could also do.&lt;br /&gt;11. Go for what I really want, despite what other people say.&lt;br /&gt;12. Start dancing again.&lt;br /&gt;13. Save money so I do not have to starve towards the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;14. Cut off anything that holds me back towards my goal.&lt;br /&gt;15. Live in the present.&lt;br /&gt;16. Not do stuffs that I'm not proud of.&lt;br /&gt;17. Learn to be more patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-1463116995966381597?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/1463116995966381597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=1463116995966381597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1463116995966381597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1463116995966381597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-year.html' title='New year'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-1279488953169048435</id><published>2011-12-25T12:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T12:17:33.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's how it's done</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/33507366?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/33507366"&gt;Meme Proposal | Tim * Audrey&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/crazymonkey"&gt;Crazy Monkey Studio&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-1279488953169048435?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/1279488953169048435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=1279488953169048435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1279488953169048435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1279488953169048435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/12/thats-how-its-done.html' title='That&apos;s how it&apos;s done'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-5777415490114761327</id><published>2011-12-20T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T22:28:08.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days to Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I bought tons of baking stuff &amp; ingredients today for Christmas baking.&lt;br /&gt;Decided that this Christmas will be a cheesy one. Only cheesecakes, cheese cupcakes and cheese sticks for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I don't feel the Christmas spirit this year. &lt;br /&gt;Hardly got anyone much stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday's up soon.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to end this year on a good note.&lt;br /&gt;2011 had been interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-5777415490114761327?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/5777415490114761327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=5777415490114761327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5777415490114761327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5777415490114761327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/12/5-days-to-christmas.html' title='5 days to Christmas'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-869367354918062990</id><published>2011-12-07T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T13:37:35.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't pretend to be somebody you're not. Don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm glad I went for prom, even for a short while. Post Prom was good, not great. Pictures up when my friends are un-banned from uploading and tagging too much pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-869367354918062990?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/869367354918062990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=869367354918062990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/869367354918062990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/869367354918062990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/12/super-bass.html' title='Super Bass'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-3122941276534379904</id><published>2011-11-26T15:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T21:14:18.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have always wanted to but not given the opportunity/guts/restricted to do the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Donate blood&lt;br /&gt;2. Sky diving&lt;br /&gt;3. Bungee Jumping&lt;br /&gt;4. Tell some people straight in their face to leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;5. Speak confidently without trembling fear in public&lt;br /&gt;6. A tattoo&lt;br /&gt;7. A nose piercing&lt;br /&gt;8. Threading &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I still hate my hair but everyone says it's a fresh look.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like wtfffffffffffff.&lt;br /&gt;I could kill people with perfect long hair on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: By January, I am going to slim down 3kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-3122941276534379904?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/3122941276534379904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=3122941276534379904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3122941276534379904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3122941276534379904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/11/light-up.html' title='Light up'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-6321111162996134340</id><published>2011-11-24T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T22:47:30.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just chopped off 7 inches of my hair and it's the worst decision of my life. &lt;br /&gt;It's gonna take forever to grow back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-6321111162996134340?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/6321111162996134340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=6321111162996134340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6321111162996134340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6321111162996134340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/11/regrets.html' title='Regrets'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-5292038909980474615</id><published>2011-11-14T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:12:13.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck like glue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm in a huge dilemma. &lt;br /&gt;So right, I'm going for post prom at Zouk and not going for prom with my previous classmates cause I retained and I don't really want to go for two proms in two years.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I wouldn't really be in the thank god nyjc is over mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is, everyone would be in prom dresses cause they head there right after prom.&lt;br /&gt;Even my best dressed outfit for Zouk would be under-dressed among all the prom dresses thus, I need to wear a prom dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilemma: Should I wear the dress I wore for my secondary prom or should I buy a new one?&lt;br /&gt;I can still fit into the dress but it's like, the same dress, which is a bit boring.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I don't really want to spend extra cash on another prom dress since it's not my prom year and it's just post prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I've only worn my previous prom dress once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started gyming and I'm going to keep this up till I've observed some obvious weight loss.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna start charting fixed meals so I don't overeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-5292038909980474615?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/5292038909980474615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=5292038909980474615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5292038909980474615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5292038909980474615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-in-huge-dilemma.html' title='Stuck like glue'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8899961999254723506</id><published>2011-10-29T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T12:16:27.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't think I have ever truly believed anyone who tells me I'm beautiful in this lifetime so far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8899961999254723506?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8899961999254723506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8899961999254723506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8899961999254723506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8899961999254723506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-dont-think-i-have-ever-truly-believed.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-3609122254421183394</id><published>2011-10-28T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T22:24:48.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So the results are out and I did pretty good by passing every single subject with a few Bs. Not fantastic results but good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending the past few days training and my legs are aching so bad. But it feels good to know that the fats are burning up instead of storing up inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a number of shows this past weeks. Midnight in Paris, Real Steel, Paranormal Activity and In time.&lt;br /&gt;All of them were really good except Paranormal. It freaked me out so bad for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the hols. B comes back next week followed by a number of chalets and birthdays. Also a trip to Lankawi, and Christmas and then my 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I need cash for all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-3609122254421183394?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/3609122254421183394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=3609122254421183394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3609122254421183394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3609122254421183394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/10/resorts.html' title='Resorts'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-7000046841048699912</id><published>2011-10-23T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T12:26:31.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I feel like shit, I look like shit. &lt;br /&gt;And when I look like shit, I feel like shit even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm stuck in this shithole and my heart breaks almost every night.&lt;br /&gt;It's a vicious cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-7000046841048699912?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/7000046841048699912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=7000046841048699912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/7000046841048699912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/7000046841048699912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/10/delirious.html' title='Delirious'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-500592733314941232</id><published>2011-10-19T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T20:20:11.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Worthless, just as before.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I allow myself to feel like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-500592733314941232?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/500592733314941232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=500592733314941232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/500592733314941232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/500592733314941232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/10/pawn.html' title='Pawn'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4807298474657147096</id><published>2011-10-15T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T15:18:55.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like you mean it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Three words, eight letters.&lt;br /&gt;Say it &amp; I'm yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4807298474657147096?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/4807298474657147096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=4807298474657147096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4807298474657147096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4807298474657147096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/10/like-you-mean-it.html' title='Like you mean it'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-2820137552685019755</id><published>2011-10-12T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T11:46:49.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CwqXL01ERpw/TpWcfgsE4XI/AAAAAAAABMg/j_EinFBD-zk/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-12%2Bat%2BPM%2B09.48.54.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CwqXL01ERpw/TpWcfgsE4XI/AAAAAAAABMg/j_EinFBD-zk/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-12%2Bat%2BPM%2B09.48.54.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662604171652948338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-2820137552685019755?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/2820137552685019755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=2820137552685019755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/2820137552685019755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Bnj7SKgSrQ/TpG3lyDUt1I/AAAAAAAABMY/qf_18UIzCY0/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Bnj7SKgSrQ/TpG3lyDUt1I/AAAAAAAABMY/qf_18UIzCY0/s400/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661508066300180306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-102148111892205691?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/102148111892205691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=102148111892205691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/102148111892205691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/102148111892205691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Bnj7SKgSrQ/TpG3lyDUt1I/AAAAAAAABMY/qf_18UIzCY0/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8266483586392806955</id><published>2011-10-09T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T12:29:30.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evidence never fades</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Every time I see it, my heart races &amp; I've got this sick nauseating feeling in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could stab myself then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8266483586392806955?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8266483586392806955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8266483586392806955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8266483586392806955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8266483586392806955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/10/evidence-never-fades.html' title='Evidence never fades'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8486256550687436434</id><published>2011-10-08T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T14:48:26.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't make me close one more door,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hurt anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Stay in my arms, if you dare.&lt;br /&gt;Or must I imagine you there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8486256550687436434?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8486256550687436434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8486256550687436434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8486256550687436434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8486256550687436434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/10/walk-away.html' title='Walk away'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8544438457253540255</id><published>2011-10-03T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T20:24:14.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light the Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's the westlife concert today &amp; I'm feeling extremely blue that I'm here, not there listening to my childhood band. That I'm here after a completely screwed up economics paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sleep recently. It makes me forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I have issues to deal with &amp; I need an escape, I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I guess this is partly the reason why I hate people waking me up abruptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking &amp; it's true that no one can deny their past.&lt;br /&gt;But we've all been young once and did everything insane, some a little more extreme than others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But does it necessarily have to stay with you for life, to how others judge and see you as you were before?&lt;br /&gt;How you choose to have fun with certain people, does it mean you are like them?&lt;br /&gt;How you might have done somethings &amp; regretted, does it mean that you will always be remembered and identified as the person who did this and that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to NYJC, expecting a whole different journey with many different people. But eventually, your past catches up with you, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Cause this is a small world.&lt;br /&gt;News go round, getting even more exaggerated by the day.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; when I meet someone else's eyes, they don't have to say a thing. But I know that they have already seen me through different lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I meet friends and those that really gel fast with me, it's natural that we share our past etc.&lt;br /&gt;And they swear that they won't judge.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, really?&lt;br /&gt;All I had was trust that you'll take me for who I really am, since it's my past and the things I do, that have defined me into who I am now.&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I'm trying to say is that, love me for who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;Every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;Bcos all of us just wanna be accepted in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know the worse feeling in the world, is to feel sorry for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can't help feeling that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8544438457253540255?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8544438457253540255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8544438457253540255' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8544438457253540255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8544438457253540255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/10/light-night.html' title='Light the Night'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8705530578760296685</id><published>2011-10-02T11:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T12:09:44.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look how they shine for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm back to this pathetic feeling again, it's a vicious cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of living up to expectations. Living and doing every single thing because I'm expected to &amp; not because I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of even thinking twice, three times, before I blog something in case I create a misunderstanding. I should not even need to explain what is on my blog because it's my means of release. What is the point of filtering? Haters are still gonna hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of doing things just so that people don't get hurt, just so that people around me are satisfied. What about me? Am I supposed to do things your will just so that everyone is contented at the expense of myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of looking at the all pretty people and smart asses. I start to feel shitty after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of studying fucking nationalism, integration, macroeconomic issues and Wide Sargasso Sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of chasing some friends down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of some of their bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of feeling tired. Of everything.&lt;br /&gt;I Just Want To Be Left The Hell Alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8705530578760296685?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8705530578760296685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8705530578760296685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8705530578760296685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8705530578760296685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/10/look-how-they-shine-for-you.html' title='Look how they shine for you'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-6440216904512556972</id><published>2011-09-30T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:53:37.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trades</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know you'll be reading this, so Thank you Phan.&lt;br /&gt;It was so sweet of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't worry, I have my lips sealed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God GP was fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-6440216904512556972?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/6440216904512556972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=6440216904512556972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6440216904512556972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6440216904512556972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/trades.html' title='Trades'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-9003548158164046083</id><published>2011-09-28T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T18:00:00.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing Pavements</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've made up my mind, &lt;br /&gt;don't need to think it over,&lt;br /&gt;if I'm wrong I am right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to look no further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-9003548158164046083?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/9003548158164046083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=9003548158164046083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/9003548158164046083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/9003548158164046083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/chasing-pavements.html' title='Chasing Pavements'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-3830143528472363878</id><published>2011-09-27T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T21:42:17.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devulsion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Most will never get or understand this feeling. It haunts me every minute of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, seeing Don today truly made me a lot happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-3830143528472363878?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/3830143528472363878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=3830143528472363878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3830143528472363878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3830143528472363878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/most-will-never-get-or-understand-this.html' title='Devulsion'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-394494614001749189</id><published>2011-09-25T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:49:26.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It would be 16 months last Friday. &lt;br /&gt;We both forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-394494614001749189?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/394494614001749189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=394494614001749189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/394494614001749189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/394494614001749189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-would-be-16-months-last-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-2961436596924920176</id><published>2011-09-25T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:09:46.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felt so real</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I dreamt about my ex-best friend yesterday. It was relieving, the kind of comfort I haven't felt in months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-2961436596924920176?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/2961436596924920176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=2961436596924920176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/2961436596924920176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/2961436596924920176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/felt-so-real.html' title='Felt so real'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-5178389746130859807</id><published>2011-09-25T10:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:04:55.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard truths about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb42W9leaTE/Tn6YX82HFCI/AAAAAAAABL4/dhaHDDhG_ys/s1600/4"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb42W9leaTE/Tn6YX82HFCI/AAAAAAAABL4/dhaHDDhG_ys/s320/4" &lt;br /&gt;border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656125719261418530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-syK9eozF3A4/Tn6YX3bfg0I/AAAAAAAABLw/mczBPoNLvKs/s1600/3"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-syK9eozF3A4/Tn6YX3bfg0I/AAAAAAAABLw/mczBPoNLvKs/s320/3" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656125717807596354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3P_QCNBBKs8/Tn6YYDgixbI/AAAAAAAABMA/R8UgFcZvbyI/s1600/5"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3P_QCNBBKs8/Tn6YYDgixbI/AAAAAAAABMA/R8UgFcZvbyI/s320/5" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656125721050006962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JU28h_OVLS4/Tn6XrPvetTI/AAAAAAAABLg/4Uvd86vUU-E/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JU28h_OVLS4/Tn6XrPvetTI/AAAAAAAABLg/4Uvd86vUU-E/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656124951239767346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36Y1ZBeBykY/Tn6XrAmHrnI/AAAAAAAABLo/QisnaO8-IZ8/s1600/2"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36Y1ZBeBykY/Tn6XrAmHrnI/AAAAAAAABLo/QisnaO8-IZ8/s320/2" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656124947173977714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLT-9i27Tcg/Tn6XDR8qx_I/AAAAAAAABLQ/k_uVeOszZ6s/s1600/4"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLT-9i27Tcg/Tn6XDR8qx_I/AAAAAAAABLQ/k_uVeOszZ6s/s320/4" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656124264637188082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-60EUYwHeIns/Tn6XDKfzeqI/AAAAAAAABLI/0cbRuyJS-WA/s1600/3"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-60EUYwHeIns/Tn6XDKfzeqI/AAAAAAAABLI/0cbRuyJS-WA/s320/3" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656124262637075106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aY_DfdEpJlA/Tn6XDEGYWCI/AAAAAAAABLA/nk6TOvyV3XI/s1600/2"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aY_DfdEpJlA/Tn6XDEGYWCI/AAAAAAAABLA/nk6TOvyV3XI/s320/2" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656124260919826466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OMkFFt2fPRU/Tn6XDrw7-uI/AAAAAAAABLY/ocIhQbxUTF0/s1600/5"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OMkFFt2fPRU/Tn6XDrw7-uI/AAAAAAAABLY/ocIhQbxUTF0/s320/5" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656124271567305442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LhLzIrNyPNs/Tn6U95s4wXI/AAAAAAAABK4/Cs_MWDX_-g8/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LhLzIrNyPNs/Tn6U95s4wXI/AAAAAAAABK4/Cs_MWDX_-g8/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656121973205942642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Note to self: Time to get out of this shit hole asap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-5178389746130859807?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/5178389746130859807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=5178389746130859807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5178389746130859807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5178389746130859807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/hard-truths-about-me.html' title='Hard truths about me'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb42W9leaTE/Tn6YX82HFCI/AAAAAAAABL4/dhaHDDhG_ys/s72-c/4' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8773151294984978146</id><published>2011-09-24T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T15:54:29.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tGx7niJpaxg/Tn2MrT0wmbI/AAAAAAAABKw/p61dDSzQ6Aw/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-09-24%2Bat%2B15.49%2B%25234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tGx7niJpaxg/Tn2MrT0wmbI/AAAAAAAABKw/p61dDSzQ6Aw/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-09-24%2Bat%2B15.49%2B%25234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655831382731037106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lying in bed checking my maths answers online &amp; asking myself why am I 80% wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8773151294984978146?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8773151294984978146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8773151294984978146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8773151294984978146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8773151294984978146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/lying-in-bed-checking-my-maths-answers.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tGx7niJpaxg/Tn2MrT0wmbI/AAAAAAAABKw/p61dDSzQ6Aw/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-09-24%2Bat%2B15.49%2B%25234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4782996574837101871</id><published>2011-09-24T13:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T13:21:24.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken my Beating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I dreamed I was missing,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you were so scared.&lt;br /&gt;But no one would listen, &lt;br /&gt;Cause no one else cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my dreaming, I woke with this fear.&lt;br /&gt;What am I leaving, when I'm done here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4782996574837101871?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/4782996574837101871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=4782996574837101871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4782996574837101871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4782996574837101871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/taken-my-beating.html' title='Taken my Beating'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-781707838570782703</id><published>2011-09-24T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T13:14:07.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave out all the rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Things to do after Promos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPLETE SPA + MASSAGE.&lt;br /&gt;Bake Cheesecake + Mac&amp;cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Lose 5kg.&lt;br /&gt;Play touch rugby.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep an entire day.&lt;br /&gt;Shop.&lt;br /&gt;Movie Marathons.&lt;br /&gt;Play Kinect for 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Perm and cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Work for a couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Repeat everything over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-781707838570782703?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/781707838570782703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=781707838570782703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/781707838570782703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/781707838570782703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/leave-out-all-rest.html' title='Leave out all the rest'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-7688762686621434861</id><published>2011-09-23T19:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T19:12:33.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hmu7XFL36D0/TnxplChB3GI/AAAAAAAABKo/OzeZs05L5ao/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-09-23%2Bat%2B18.35%2B%25236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hmu7XFL36D0/TnxplChB3GI/AAAAAAAABKo/OzeZs05L5ao/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-09-23%2Bat%2B18.35%2B%25236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655511317121981538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Love the top my aunt so sweetly got for me from Canada :&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-7688762686621434861?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/7688762686621434861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=7688762686621434861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/7688762686621434861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/7688762686621434861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hmu7XFL36D0/TnxplChB3GI/AAAAAAAABKo/OzeZs05L5ao/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-09-23%2Bat%2B18.35%2B%25236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-900836483929892505</id><published>2011-09-19T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:39:33.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumour has it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hPNpwFZonVY/TndUHsxrbNI/AAAAAAAABKU/7HCcgrThC44/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-19%2Bat%2BPM%2B10.35.51.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hPNpwFZonVY/TndUHsxrbNI/AAAAAAAABKU/7HCcgrThC44/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-19%2Bat%2BPM%2B10.35.51.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654080348442291410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;B just got me this, hehehe! &lt;br /&gt;Nothing makes me happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-900836483929892505?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/900836483929892505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=900836483929892505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/900836483929892505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/900836483929892505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/rumour-has-it.html' title='Rumour has it'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hPNpwFZonVY/TndUHsxrbNI/AAAAAAAABKU/7HCcgrThC44/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-19%2Bat%2BPM%2B10.35.51.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-3406027402927347063</id><published>2011-09-17T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T01:42:28.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's amazing how everything changes in five minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-3406027402927347063?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/3406027402927347063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=3406027402927347063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3406027402927347063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3406027402927347063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/fall-apart.html' title='Fall Apart'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-6575117033304448548</id><published>2011-09-14T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T18:47:35.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g58uwEWrTTo/TnCF3K9DMBI/AAAAAAAABKM/8zl-Lz6F_c4/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g58uwEWrTTo/TnCF3K9DMBI/AAAAAAAABKM/8zl-Lz6F_c4/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652164715229687826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Please help me get through these 30 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-6575117033304448548?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/6575117033304448548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=6575117033304448548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6575117033304448548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6575117033304448548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/home-run.html' title='Home Run'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g58uwEWrTTo/TnCF3K9DMBI/AAAAAAAABKM/8zl-Lz6F_c4/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-3418148006908022411</id><published>2011-09-12T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T01:37:11.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't believe you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You said we wouldn't be apart.&lt;br /&gt;Please dont stand there &amp; watch me fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. I loved you. I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;How could you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-3418148006908022411?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/3418148006908022411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=3418148006908022411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3418148006908022411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3418148006908022411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-believe-you.html' title='I don&apos;t believe you'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-6780032995177261545</id><published>2011-09-09T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T20:17:55.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enstrangled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love swings.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling's awesome &amp; I think I can stay there forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I went to a swing was with you.&lt;br /&gt;I sat there and watched the cars go by.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, if the swings are still there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-6780032995177261545?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/6780032995177261545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=6780032995177261545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6780032995177261545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6780032995177261545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/enstrangled.html' title='Enstrangled'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-1127452725430057232</id><published>2011-09-06T00:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T00:57:00.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are words when they're only for good times then they don't? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell. I'm not enough, never enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S In case you didn't know, I went home that day with $45 left from my entire lifetime savings. The cash I kept in a red packet, which I would grab &amp; go should I ever need to leave home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-1127452725430057232?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/1127452725430057232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=1127452725430057232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1127452725430057232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1127452725430057232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/studs.html' title='Studs'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-149159680188051589</id><published>2011-09-03T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T00:31:34.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toss Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I miss you so much that even a replica would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pathetic like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-149159680188051589?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/149159680188051589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=149159680188051589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/149159680188051589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/149159680188051589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/toss-up.html' title='Toss Up'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-420020314681799030</id><published>2011-09-02T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T23:37:31.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tonight, even after a good day, I feel displaced.&lt;br /&gt;He was such an uncanny resemblance to you. The face, the hair, the eyes. Even the way we caught each other's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;My heart either leaped or skipped a beat, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt good, but also ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;He was not mine, he was not you. So why the hell should I even feel anything for a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the girl beside him with funky hair was like looking into a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at them side by side made me feel like they weren't meant for each other.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at him made me feel wrong because he was not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot describe this  &amp; it is leaving me hanging emotionless now.&lt;br /&gt;Searching.&lt;br /&gt;For something.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-420020314681799030?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/420020314681799030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=420020314681799030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/420020314681799030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/420020314681799030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/09/moonlight.html' title='Moonlight'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-219847248158371481</id><published>2011-08-27T19:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T14:35:12.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumped up Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-daU6GjS26Ac/TljXcqeX3aI/AAAAAAAABJ8/_208i_07i0k/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B18.19%2B%25232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-daU6GjS26Ac/TljXcqeX3aI/AAAAAAAABJ8/_208i_07i0k/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B18.19%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645499020346908066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Supposed to study at Starbucks but we ended up watching Cars 2. It was a bit wishywashy at some parts where I nearly fell asleep, but I never really liked animated movies either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looooonggg weekend, love it!&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed that Tan Jee Say will never be president.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-219847248158371481?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/219847248158371481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=219847248158371481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/219847248158371481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/219847248158371481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/08/pumped-up-kids.html' title='Pumped up Kids'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-daU6GjS26Ac/TljXcqeX3aI/AAAAAAAABJ8/_208i_07i0k/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B18.19%2B%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8091094937917384959</id><published>2011-08-20T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T22:13:39.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaining acceptance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Aai-U3iFewg/Tk9P1KSLuRI/AAAAAAAABJ0/1UQTEGNdJJU/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Aai-U3iFewg/Tk9P1KSLuRI/AAAAAAAABJ0/1UQTEGNdJJU/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642816632830802194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't think I want to give birth, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had such a rough week, people screwing up around me, me screwing things up. When life throws you off, it really is quite a shove isin't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if expecting the basic is too much from people. &lt;br /&gt;I think I'll never fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;by the way, you're sick and ugly inside &amp; you know it. Please stop talking to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8091094937917384959?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8091094937917384959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8091094937917384959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8091094937917384959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8091094937917384959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/08/gaining-acceptance.html' title='Gaining acceptance'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Aai-U3iFewg/Tk9P1KSLuRI/AAAAAAAABJ0/1UQTEGNdJJU/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8427987203202266421</id><published>2011-08-13T10:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T10:24:11.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busybee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If I straighten my hair, I think it's almost reaching my ass. I need a new perm, my curls are fading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MUCH DUE NEXT WEEK:&lt;br /&gt;- Test on Differienciation &amp; Application&lt;br /&gt;- Extension of Cold war test&lt;br /&gt;- Literature Research Essay &lt;br /&gt;- Pecha Kucha presentation&lt;br /&gt;- GP research paper&lt;br /&gt;- Economics SRJC Case study&lt;br /&gt;- Match with ACSI and TJC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can recall.&lt;br /&gt;Spare me, I've only got 48 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8427987203202266421?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8427987203202266421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8427987203202266421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8427987203202266421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8427987203202266421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/08/busybee.html' title='Busybee'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-7333125463001094303</id><published>2011-08-09T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T19:16:46.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>46</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So needed the near week long break! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to complete my stupid Pecha Kucha, having great dinner with friends &amp; just caught the Rise of the Apes recently. Waiting for my Pizzahut delivery to arrive now as I watch the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NrRVnDpuVc/TkEWhhN3MLI/AAAAAAAABJs/PgZuAB6idss/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-08%2Bat%2B18.13%2B%25233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NrRVnDpuVc/TkEWhhN3MLI/AAAAAAAABJs/PgZuAB6idss/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-08%2Bat%2B18.13%2B%25233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638812973552578738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in the band room for the first time! I'm learning to play wonderwall on the guitar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very hungryzx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-7333125463001094303?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/7333125463001094303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=7333125463001094303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/7333125463001094303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/7333125463001094303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/08/46.html' title='46'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NrRVnDpuVc/TkEWhhN3MLI/AAAAAAAABJs/PgZuAB6idss/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-08%2Bat%2B18.13%2B%25233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-7946392942434771677</id><published>2011-08-07T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T10:15:19.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's an amazing feeling to be inside my warm snuggly room while it's pouring madly outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a start, I did pretty okay for my MYE. I mean, if I don't after studying the same syllabus for 18months, I'll admit that I'm the dumbest shit &amp; leave JC.&lt;br /&gt;Been such a draining two weeks and I know it cos every chance/minute I have to catch some sleep, I would be, on the sofa. &lt;br /&gt;School's just going to get tougher and I have 54 days left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-7946392942434771677?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/7946392942434771677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=7946392942434771677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/7946392942434771677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/7946392942434771677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/08/circus.html' title='Circus'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-3031784578319759052</id><published>2011-08-03T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T22:43:29.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck&amp;Blair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EqIOmQ-GaUc/TjleTYvWqaI/AAAAAAAABJk/hNNELDpDjTA/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EqIOmQ-GaUc/TjleTYvWqaI/AAAAAAAABJk/hNNELDpDjTA/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636640095782480290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'll never stop believing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-3031784578319759052?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/3031784578319759052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=3031784578319759052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3031784578319759052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3031784578319759052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/08/chuck.html' title='Chuck&amp;Blair'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EqIOmQ-GaUc/TjleTYvWqaI/AAAAAAAABJk/hNNELDpDjTA/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8135336682309284214</id><published>2011-07-31T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T22:03:29.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Been watching a great deal of shows on my mac this weekend. Burlesque is my ultimate favourite show now, Christina Aguilera is so gorgeous and all the girls inside are just so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I always end up sinking into this whyyousougly mode after watching it. The girls in Burlesque seem to have the best job in the world while I'm stuck here studying &amp; going crazy flipping through books and notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was mad for me, by Friday I was extremely drained and angsty with everyone &amp; everything. Just gotta do this for 10 more weeks &amp; I'm a free bird (Until JC2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diet tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8135336682309284214?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8135336682309284214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8135336682309284214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8135336682309284214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8135336682309284214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/07/lover.html' title='Lover'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4901275648584995788</id><published>2011-07-30T13:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T13:15:31.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is such an old song but everything about us is in this song.&lt;br /&gt;We're worn out, sick. We're hurting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're great together. I've never been happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if our spark ever do wear out one of these days, if either one of us ever gets torn down &amp; lost, know that I'll be waiting and we'll find our way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that we have been this way before?&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't think that I am trying&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wearing thin down to the core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a guy like you's impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I intended&lt;br /&gt;I always swore to you I'd never fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You always thought that I was stronger&lt;br /&gt;I may have failed, but I have loved you from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, but hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a guy like you's impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So breathe in so deep&lt;br /&gt;Breathe me in, I'm yours to keep&lt;br /&gt;And hold on to your words 'cause talk is cheap&lt;br /&gt;And remember me tonight when you're asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4901275648584995788?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-6351135121785837744</id><published>2011-07-27T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T23:59:55.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Want you bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;At night when the stars light up my room,&lt;br /&gt;I sit by myself&lt;br /&gt;Talking to the moon&lt;br /&gt;Try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too&lt;br /&gt;Or am I a fool&lt;br /&gt;Who sits alone talking to the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-6351135121785837744?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8788178940829473801</id><published>2011-07-13T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T23:22:55.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleed myself dry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Always took my health for granted, ate all I want, feed on all the junk I love, and use a teaspoon or more soy sauce just to get the flavour right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day it all hits you, what you took too much, what caused it, what now.&lt;br /&gt;It hits you when you least expect it, when you go to the doctor to get medication for simple menstrual cramps but they diagnose otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on a thread, you will never know how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if it was all planned out, B leaves tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8788178940829473801?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8788178940829473801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8788178940829473801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8788178940829473801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8788178940829473801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/07/bleed-myself-dry.html' title='Bleed myself dry'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-37606213046229010</id><published>2011-07-10T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T23:40:37.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edge of Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just had the best three days of my year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-37606213046229010?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/37606213046229010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=37606213046229010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/37606213046229010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/37606213046229010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/07/edge-of-glory.html' title='Edge of Glory'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-6415249368534348399</id><published>2011-06-26T11:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T11:05:36.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sargasso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsoG8N_9ujk/Tgah0CB7HKI/AAAAAAAABJc/cBJjGbanjLM/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsoG8N_9ujk/Tgah0CB7HKI/AAAAAAAABJc/cBJjGbanjLM/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622359100088851618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What the heck? &lt;br /&gt;I need one of these, period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-6415249368534348399?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/6415249368534348399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=6415249368534348399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6415249368534348399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6415249368534348399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/06/sargasso.html' title='Sargasso'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsoG8N_9ujk/Tgah0CB7HKI/AAAAAAAABJc/cBJjGbanjLM/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4183042501666287954</id><published>2011-06-24T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T22:13:41.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooler than me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Math, please be very kind to me tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4183042501666287954?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-1574811945093959305</id><published>2011-06-22T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T21:49:56.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You &amp; me</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/16466896?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/16466896"&gt;Two Door Cinema Club - Eat That Up, It's Good For You&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/amadeuslin"&gt;Kevin Lin&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-1574811945093959305?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/1574811945093959305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=1574811945093959305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1574811945093959305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1574811945093959305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/06/two-door-cinema-club-eat-that-up-its.html' title='You &amp; me'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-348198050950567852</id><published>2011-06-16T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:26:14.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Golden Gate Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vWGS2b3tP1c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would rather not witness such events. It would haunt me for life knowing that I witnessed the last moments of some people &amp; did not try to do anything about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-348198050950567852?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/348198050950567852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=348198050950567852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/348198050950567852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/348198050950567852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/06/golden-gate-bridge.html' title='The Golden Gate Bridge'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://img.youtube.com/vi/vWGS2b3tP1c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4632005965250916732</id><published>2011-06-11T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T21:00:27.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I always find myself being comforted by someone else on my worst days.&lt;br /&gt;I wish it could be you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is you're there &amp; I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;Its not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help but wonder how different everything would be if you were here instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4632005965250916732?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/4632005965250916732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=4632005965250916732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4632005965250916732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4632005965250916732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/06/shooting-star.html' title='Shooting Star'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-1664686769722196696</id><published>2011-06-09T00:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T00:50:24.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gi4l70PdCWI/Te-mb_JlULI/AAAAAAAABJU/sjZ2K9GA9XE/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gi4l70PdCWI/Te-mb_JlULI/AAAAAAAABJU/sjZ2K9GA9XE/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615890260092604594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You'll never read this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, everything came pouring back again and I couldn't help thinking where we would be right now if I hadnt chose him over you. I was dumb, and it was a foolish, honest mistake because you truly meant everything to me then.&lt;br /&gt;I miss us doing everything together, late night calls, movies at your house, studying..&lt;br /&gt;And I've never fought harder for anyone to come back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been through hell and back, into relationships and out, but you were the only one who stayed around. The only one through four years. You're my biggest regret so far and I guess you'll continue to be because I don't think I'll ever forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I miss you so much, I wished you never left my side.&lt;br /&gt;But deep down I know, you were better off without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being the best friend I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I miss a couple more girls.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere, somehow, despite all the shit we put each other through years ago, I do not remember them when I think of you. I only remember the crazys, the laughters, the tears, the talks and the foolishness.&lt;br /&gt;I still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-1664686769722196696?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/1664686769722196696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=1664686769722196696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1664686769722196696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1664686769722196696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/06/do-you-remember.html' title='Do you remember'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gi4l70PdCWI/Te-mb_JlULI/AAAAAAAABJU/sjZ2K9GA9XE/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-6480218410798677957</id><published>2011-06-08T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T21:11:13.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marshmellow Fluff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O2KFLgET4sw/Te9zyOmXApI/AAAAAAAABJM/jIch812xqCU/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O2KFLgET4sw/Te9zyOmXApI/AAAAAAAABJM/jIch812xqCU/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615834567103939218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;June, you're passing too fast. Way too fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-6480218410798677957?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/6480218410798677957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=6480218410798677957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6480218410798677957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6480218410798677957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/06/marshmellow-fluff.html' title='Marshmellow Fluff'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O2KFLgET4sw/Te9zyOmXApI/AAAAAAAABJM/jIch812xqCU/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-3020129628994854952</id><published>2011-06-07T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:07:52.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Permanent Scar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HQqqGrcE3tk/Te2_-QZAXJI/AAAAAAAABJE/hHEJg3-ajPY/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HQqqGrcE3tk/Te2_-QZAXJI/AAAAAAAABJE/hHEJg3-ajPY/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615355386673519762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Only the best team in the world, with all our secret moves and jokes on field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-3020129628994854952?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/3020129628994854952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=3020129628994854952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3020129628994854952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3020129628994854952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/06/permanent-scar.html' title='Permanent Scar'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HQqqGrcE3tk/Te2_-QZAXJI/AAAAAAAABJE/hHEJg3-ajPY/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8974205630988666087</id><published>2011-06-01T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T16:20:05.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Born this way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can never study at home, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps late night studying at home, it works better. But usually I'm tired by 1am now. &lt;br /&gt;Gone were the days where I could sleep at 3 or 4am and manage to wake at 5.30am for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8974205630988666087?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8974205630988666087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8974205630988666087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8974205630988666087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8974205630988666087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/06/born-this-way.html' title='Born this way'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-6259324648659225355</id><published>2011-05-29T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T16:18:49.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have a fifty dollar and increasing library book fine.&lt;br /&gt;I lost the book probably 20 odd, and overdue fines are 20 odd too.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I think of going to pay the fines that accumulate with each day but then I also think of finding the book too. Cos if it's not there, it must be somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is going to continue for months. I should just fuck it and pay everything when school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$50 = 3 times cab fare (non peak hour)&lt;br /&gt;      2 times cab fare (peak hour)&lt;br /&gt;      Lunch for 10 days in school&lt;br /&gt;      6 Venti Starbucks cofffee&lt;br /&gt;      Heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-6259324648659225355?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/6259324648659225355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=6259324648659225355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6259324648659225355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6259324648659225355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/05/woes.html' title='Woes'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4976195170472898162</id><published>2011-05-28T23:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T23:51:43.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears well up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sonia who you just met a day ago, according to you was the hottest girl in the world, so perfect you stuttered when she spoke to you. I acknowledge the fact that her looks were beyond amazing and was fine with everything till&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If Jasmine wants you back and Sonia wants you, who would you go for?"&lt;br /&gt;"Thats a tough one."&lt;br /&gt;"Huh, you really don't know who to choose?"&lt;br /&gt;"I mean yeah la, it's difficult what."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you say I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder how a year of memories could even begin to compare to a pretty sight at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You constantly speak of how much you're going through, how much you're suffering.&lt;br /&gt;What about the hurt I feel?&lt;br /&gt;I am merely human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4976195170472898162?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/4976195170472898162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=4976195170472898162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4976195170472898162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4976195170472898162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/05/tears-well-up.html' title='Tears well up'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-5330809279531288153</id><published>2011-05-28T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T21:24:13.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You'll never know how strong you are.&lt;br /&gt;Until being strong is the only choice you have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-5330809279531288153?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/5330809279531288153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=5330809279531288153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5330809279531288153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5330809279531288153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/05/hot-mess.html' title='Hot mess'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4592693323508663072</id><published>2011-05-25T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T22:17:19.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Favourite Bubble Tea: Oreo Spin from Cold Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite flowers: White roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Quote: Fall down seven times. Stand up eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing about myself: Very independent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst thing about myself: Too fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot resist: Guys who smile/laugh cheekily &amp; then blows you a kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate: Arrogance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which love language: Gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss: Z.R.X.S.R.S.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot live without: Cold water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4592693323508663072?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/4592693323508663072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=4592693323508663072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4592693323508663072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4592693323508663072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/05/10-things.html' title='10 things'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-5892232252914445211</id><published>2011-05-25T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T22:06:45.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Options</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You get me smiling in my sleep one night.&lt;br /&gt;And crying to sleep the next. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-5892232252914445211?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/5892232252914445211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=5892232252914445211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5892232252914445211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5892232252914445211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/05/options.html' title='Options'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-3245558017287950688</id><published>2011-05-18T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T18:52:41.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adele</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's a fire starting in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Reaching a fever pitch, and it's bringing me out the dark&lt;br /&gt;Finally I can see you crystal clear&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your ship there&lt;br /&gt;See how I'll leave with every piece of you&lt;br /&gt;Don't underestimate the things that I will do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a fire starting in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Reaching a fever pitch&lt;br /&gt;And it's bringing me out the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scars of your love remind me of us&lt;br /&gt;They keep me thinking that we almost had it all&lt;br /&gt;The scars of your love, they leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;I can't help feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could have had it all&lt;br /&gt;Rolling in the deep&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart inside of your hand&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna wish you never had met me)&lt;br /&gt;And you played it to the beat&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I have no story to be told&lt;br /&gt;But I've heard one of you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna make your head burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of me in the depths of your despair&lt;br /&gt;Making a home down there&lt;br /&gt;As mine sure won't be shared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scars of your love remind me of us&lt;br /&gt;They keep me thinking that we almost had it all&lt;br /&gt;The scars of your love, they leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;I can't help feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could have had it all&lt;br /&gt;Rolling in the deep&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart inside of your hand&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna wish you never had met me)&lt;br /&gt;And you played it to the beat&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw your soul through every open door&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings to find what you look for&lt;br /&gt;Turn my sorrow into treasured gold&lt;br /&gt;You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you played it&lt;br /&gt;You played it&lt;br /&gt;You played it&lt;br /&gt;You played it to the beat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-3245558017287950688?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/3245558017287950688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=3245558017287950688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3245558017287950688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3245558017287950688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/05/adele.html' title='Adele'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4216850726314307832</id><published>2011-05-17T13:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T14:16:51.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolling in the deep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These weeks have been crazy. I've been particularly unlucky with practically everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had another crappy situation with my CT on Thursday, experienced the most embarrassing moment right before Econs lecture on Friday and finally, Lester broke the LCD of my phone by accident yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being so down on luck is insanely frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, Kamalia won The One and made me so proud. This is the 2nd year where my friends dedicated their performance to me hehe. First Amanda, now Kamalia. I was so proud of that cheeky girl &amp; I know that this win is exactly what she needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, after a slight breakdown in school(Yes, I cry easily), I came home to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-U0zziEdCc/TdIRWtA08HI/AAAAAAAABIw/I5Wu2kHk580/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-16%2Bat%2B19.13%2B%25238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-U0zziEdCc/TdIRWtA08HI/AAAAAAAABIw/I5Wu2kHk580/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-16%2Bat%2B19.13%2B%25238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607563567767548018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dV0YYYUxCs8/TdIRWwcARsI/AAAAAAAABI4/dZJ42fzQyLc/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-16%2Bat%2B23.33%2B%25235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dV0YYYUxCs8/TdIRWwcARsI/AAAAAAAABI4/dZJ42fzQyLc/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-16%2Bat%2B23.33%2B%25235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607563568686843586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know this is not the nicest picture cos I'm all hot and sweaty from school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one could be any sweeter and it is the perfect moment when I needed to reason to smile &amp; know that despite anything, someone would still have my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have stuck with me through thick and thin and I am not the easiest girl to handle with all my crazy demands but you held on. You have never let go and I know you never will.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being the best.&lt;br /&gt;I don't deserve you and all of this, but I am truly happy that you would go through such expense just to see me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to many more years to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4216850726314307832?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/4216850726314307832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=4216850726314307832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4216850726314307832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4216850726314307832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/05/rolling-in-deep.html' title='Rolling in the deep'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-U0zziEdCc/TdIRWtA08HI/AAAAAAAABIw/I5Wu2kHk580/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-16%2Bat%2B19.13%2B%25238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4207198623869127940</id><published>2011-05-08T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T15:40:56.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intensity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Slept at 5am, woke again at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to do, much to think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4207198623869127940?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/4207198623869127940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=4207198623869127940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4207198623869127940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4207198623869127940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/05/intensity.html' title='Intensity'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-1508410982564796664</id><published>2011-05-07T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T02:28:40.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterflies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Transparent and intrusive? You are a fucking dictator and 90% of my friends can speak English better than you. I cannot wait to see you fall five years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nervous &amp; surprising worried for the results of the General Election. Been waiting since 9.30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe (or I choose not to believe) the rumours that PAP have lost Aljunied and Hougang. I mean seriously, look closely at the opposition. Promises of using ten million of our budget for full employment? That is totally unrealistic. Ten million from where, oppositions' pockets? It is still from the high tax (or even higher tax) that we fellow Singaporeans pay. &lt;br /&gt;All who takes History know exactly why a country like Singapore CANNOT survive on a coalition government. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get really angry at people who support opposition just because it's cool &amp; controversial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAP winning four GRCS so far. But still so anxious! Won't be able to sleep in peace if George Yeo loses Aljunied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-1508410982564796664?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/1508410982564796664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=1508410982564796664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1508410982564796664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1508410982564796664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/05/butterflies.html' title='Butterflies'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-5266606047791064662</id><published>2011-04-23T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T23:24:44.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It wasn't bad, but it wasn't great</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tSdELZxEnHY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This made me think. Like when G broke up after a great relationship, it made me think too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you blame, your friend who watched you fall so you will learn, or yourself, for not being strong enough to pick yourself up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, Who do you blame, the person who has left you here alone, or yourself, for not being strong enough to wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-5266606047791064662?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/5266606047791064662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=5266606047791064662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5266606047791064662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5266606047791064662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-wasnt-bad-but-it-wasnt-great.html' title='It wasn&apos;t bad, but it wasn&apos;t great'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://img.youtube.com/vi/tSdELZxEnHY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-888345711622551676</id><published>2011-04-22T14:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T14:35:38.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82Ha-95yGy4/TbEfpkoT0CI/AAAAAAAABIY/8eljFQZk_qg/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82Ha-95yGy4/TbEfpkoT0CI/AAAAAAAABIY/8eljFQZk_qg/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598290610866081826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I woke at 11 today and it feels so good after a really tough week, or weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love you B, for always letting me have my way whether you like it or not, you hardly bring it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you play songs when we're on Skype, I'll tell you it's noisy and its kinda disturbing me. You say okay &amp; switch it off just for me.&lt;br /&gt;Yet when I play songs, sometimes on repeat, there was never once you tell me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;You even sing and whistle along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-888345711622551676?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/888345711622551676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=888345711622551676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/888345711622551676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/888345711622551676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/04/end-of-rainbow.html' title='End of the Rainbow'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82Ha-95yGy4/TbEfpkoT0CI/AAAAAAAABIY/8eljFQZk_qg/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-8587612850588449334</id><published>2011-04-17T09:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:14:55.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vents</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This post was late, a year late. I have never disliked any teacher to the extent that I would blog a full post about.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I AM JUST SO ANGRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr K, you have been so against me personally for EVERYTHING, and it's obvious, even my current Civics Teachers came to ask me about my past relationship, no wait more like ordeal, with you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp; Thank you for putting straight Us for all my H2s last year, it was lovely to know that I scored even better than a few of my classmates who got pushed up to a D or E while mine remained unchanged for "purely my own interest at heart".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so, a few weeks ago I found out from a private chat with my other civics tutor that you had a lot to say about me to my new batch of teachers this year. I mean, seriously, you can't give me a break? You really had to have all my other teachers look at me and judge without even knowing me from the start of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps I was so threatening to you that you had to give a heads up to all the other teachers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You write your own Wiki page and they sing praises of you. Too bad your lessons are hardly 1% of how great you say it to be, and I have not found a single student who likes you. I hope it felt wonderful when the HOD stepped in to monitor your lessons last year because students were very unhappy listening to you read WORD FOR WORD from a nine page long lecture notes every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should channel all the time you wasted childishly telling teachers about me for some self improvement, especially your fashion sense. I nearly choked when I saw your shirt last week, it was as if you wore a white shirt and pasted brown leaves and twigs all over otw to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mean, but you started it.&lt;br /&gt;I give you a "I know what you did" look when I see you in school and your sweet, innocent face back to me feels like someone just stabbed me in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-8587612850588449334?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/8587612850588449334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=8587612850588449334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8587612850588449334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/8587612850588449334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/04/vents.html' title='Vents'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-5830357465417327179</id><published>2011-04-14T18:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T19:55:31.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Apple juice or orange juice? &lt;br /&gt;Peel Fresh's no sugar added orange juice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you a morning or night person? &lt;br /&gt;Totally night person in secondary school days but JC is so tiring and I tend to sleep before 2am these couple two years. But still generally more active at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Which do you prefer, sweet or salty foods? &lt;br /&gt;SALTY, THE SALTIER THE BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ninjas or pirates? &lt;br /&gt;Pirates as hot as Johnny Depp in POTC? Definitely pirates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Autobots or Decepticons?&lt;br /&gt;Autobots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What was your favorite childhood television program? &lt;br /&gt;Hehe, Tom &amp; Jerry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you a collector of anything? &lt;br /&gt;Paper bags, dont ask, I don't know why either!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you could be any animal, what would you be? &lt;br /&gt;Cheetah cos I don't think any other animal is able to hunt down a cheetah except people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could have any superpower, what would it be? &lt;br /&gt;Read people's thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is usually your first thought when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;FML I COULD USE SOME SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;11. What do you usually think about right before falling asleep? &lt;br /&gt;B and how great it would be if he was right beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's your favorite color? &lt;br /&gt;Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's your favorite animal?&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Pandas cos I still cannot forget the panda I saw in HK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you believe in extraterrestrials or life on other planets? &lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you believe in ghosts? &lt;br /&gt;I guess, but I hope I never need to be proven right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ever been addicted to a video/computer game? Which one(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Never. Plants vs Zombies app was the one and only craze but I completed everything so it's boring now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. You're given 1 million dollars, what do you spend it on?&lt;br /&gt;Go to Australia, shop, buy a house so I can live alone with dogs or buy my parents a bigger house so they can move there and I can stay here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Have any bad habits?&lt;br /&gt;A LOT. Eating junk after junk is one.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;19. Which bad habits, if any, drive you crazy? &lt;br /&gt;About others? I dislike egoistic people. I cannot communicate with such people cos apparently they know everything &amp; I know nothing. They can even make wrong sound right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. List 3 of your best personality traits:&lt;br /&gt;I forgive people easily (too easily).&lt;br /&gt;People's criticisms used to affect me a lot but not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I try to remember the best in everyone.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;21. List 3 of your worst personality traits: &lt;br /&gt;I am critical about certain people.&lt;br /&gt;I flare up for no rhyme or reason sometimes &amp; people around me then suffers the most but I cool down quite fast. &lt;br /&gt;I bitch around sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have any celebrity crushes? &lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp, Jennifer Aniston, Adam Sandler, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. List 1 thing you wish you could change about yourself: &lt;br /&gt;Lose 10kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Any tattoos or piercings? &lt;br /&gt;Nope, only the classic ear piercing. I'm too much of a chicken to tolerate pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What's the first thing you notice in the opposite sex? &lt;br /&gt;Definitely how hot/goodlooking? YOUDONTMEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What personality traits do you look for in a partner? &lt;br /&gt;Funny, charismatic, good natured, polite &amp; matured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What personality traits do you dislike in other people? &lt;br /&gt;Those who try hard to be funny and wants to attract a lot of undeserved attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Are you mostly a clean or messy person?&lt;br /&gt;I want things to be neat and tidy but I'm far too lazy so things end up messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you see yourself getting married in the next 5 years? &lt;br /&gt;No I'll only be 23 in 5 years time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live? &lt;br /&gt;Venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 more to go but I'm too sick today. Back to rolling around the bed in pain now, goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-5830357465417327179?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/5830357465417327179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=5830357465417327179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5830357465417327179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5830357465417327179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/04/tuck-me-in.html' title='30 questions'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4675622164156652752</id><published>2011-04-12T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T18:29:16.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EC0GM4sI0hs/TaQpdFB6X9I/AAAAAAAABIQ/a7Y8jzZEGMU/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EC0GM4sI0hs/TaQpdFB6X9I/AAAAAAAABIQ/a7Y8jzZEGMU/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594642216644141010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cos I know how much you love Angrybirds and you know how irritated I am by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4675622164156652752?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/4675622164156652752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=4675622164156652752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4675622164156652752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4675622164156652752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/04/santa-baby.html' title='Santa Baby'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EC0GM4sI0hs/TaQpdFB6X9I/AAAAAAAABIQ/a7Y8jzZEGMU/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-431683970587015747</id><published>2011-04-12T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T18:26:07.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free cone day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bw5rmhGiri0/TaQocZZqBNI/AAAAAAAABII/TPKu8WExTmA/s1600/2"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bw5rmhGiri0/TaQocZZqBNI/AAAAAAAABII/TPKu8WExTmA/s320/2" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594641105420944594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Got myself a free "A cookie affair" cone today with my classmates &amp; it really made my day despite and long wait and everything.&lt;br /&gt;I donated my last $2 I have (dirt broke) for the cone I took and it made me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Guess today was a really happy day cos M didn't come to school too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to try to have a bottle of VitaminWater everyday to see whether I actually feel healthier. (I fall sick at least once a week btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we saw this couple fighting after free cone day and the guy was really mean. It made think of all the times we fought so hard but you'll hug me &amp; apologise after &amp; y'know, that feeling is indescribably wonderful.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-431683970587015747?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/431683970587015747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=431683970587015747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/431683970587015747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/431683970587015747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/04/free-cone-day.html' title='Free cone day'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bw5rmhGiri0/TaQocZZqBNI/AAAAAAAABII/TPKu8WExTmA/s72-c/2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-3515193829088189780</id><published>2011-04-11T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T13:20:44.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x4sVA-gWoV8/TaKPUpRCfBI/AAAAAAAABIA/QSanJVvwOtI/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x4sVA-gWoV8/TaKPUpRCfBI/AAAAAAAABIA/QSanJVvwOtI/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594191271985052690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Love is more than just a game for two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-3515193829088189780?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/3515193829088189780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=3515193829088189780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3515193829088189780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3515193829088189780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-smile.html' title='You smile'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x4sVA-gWoV8/TaKPUpRCfBI/AAAAAAAABIA/QSanJVvwOtI/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-7028767520346612836</id><published>2011-03-29T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T21:24:09.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7RWE1H8WBUk/TZHcsukFsbI/AAAAAAAABHo/BqFBNIiNFd8/s1600/2"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7RWE1H8WBUk/TZHcsukFsbI/AAAAAAAABHo/BqFBNIiNFd8/s320/2" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589491273515250098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J2jYnbH6d9A/TZHcsWwrovI/AAAAAAAABHg/fFm3gUf-NOo/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J2jYnbH6d9A/TZHcsWwrovI/AAAAAAAABHg/fFm3gUf-NOo/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589491267125617394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0QoMHTEN69Q/TZHc2b9BlnI/AAAAAAAABHw/N3KGQxc4ZYE/s1600/3"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0QoMHTEN69Q/TZHc2b9BlnI/AAAAAAAABHw/N3KGQxc4ZYE/s320/3" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589491440318256754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just finished packing every single one of our new jerseys for the match &amp; I'm feeling a little nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the start of what I have been working for the past year with Team Courir. We're not the perfect team but I'd rather play alongside with all of you you than with anyone else in the world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd dare say we've been through hell and back, lost a number of members over time but the rest who stayed, we're inseparable. I don't expect a lot, but I hate to lose, so I'm praying for magic fingers and lightning limbs for all of us tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And if another one of you tell me to be realistic and not have hopes to win: Screw you a thousand times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a bad draw of luck, we're facing the two toughest teams back to back.&lt;br /&gt;But even Dumbo could fly. He just needed a magic feather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we play like a real team should, the way everyone knows we can play, we're magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-7028767520346612836?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/7028767520346612836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=7028767520346612836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/7028767520346612836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/7028767520346612836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/03/cosmic.html' title='Cosmic'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7RWE1H8WBUk/TZHcsukFsbI/AAAAAAAABHo/BqFBNIiNFd8/s72-c/2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-3660078054874146672</id><published>2011-03-28T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T22:42:17.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex on Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wiUhyq1pic/TZCeFdzk3UI/AAAAAAAABHY/lYs1dgR5HT4/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-28%2Bat%2B22.09%2B%25232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wiUhyq1pic/TZCeFdzk3UI/AAAAAAAABHY/lYs1dgR5HT4/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-28%2Bat%2B22.09%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589140954304273730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My latest addiction: Bacon Sticks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will never get sick of this and after I left secondary school, I can't seem to find it anymore. Used to have at least a packet a day during Sec 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tastes EXACTLY like bacon without the sin. At least, I think so. There wasn't a nutrition table at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you to the skies if you buy me 50 packets hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-3660078054874146672?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/3660078054874146672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=3660078054874146672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3660078054874146672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/3660078054874146672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/03/sex-on-fire.html' title='Sex on Fire'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wiUhyq1pic/TZCeFdzk3UI/AAAAAAAABHY/lYs1dgR5HT4/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-28%2Bat%2B22.09%2B%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-2277838545092383650</id><published>2011-03-26T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T18:43:48.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I'm upset like this, I wanna take it all back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-2277838545092383650?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/2277838545092383650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=2277838545092383650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/2277838545092383650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/2277838545092383650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-im-upset-like-this-i-wanna-take-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-1738720657110242313</id><published>2011-03-26T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T17:55:21.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near.&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you whisper my name, You'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are words if really don't mean them when you say them?&lt;br /&gt;What are words if they're only for good times then they don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know an angel was sent just for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm forever keeping my angel close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-1738720657110242313?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/1738720657110242313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=1738720657110242313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1738720657110242313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/1738720657110242313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-are-words.html' title='What are words'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-6659406867797833038</id><published>2011-03-25T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T22:41:37.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On days like this, I feel nothing and no one.&lt;br /&gt;I am tired beyond words and I would love to sit back &amp; watch the world go without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rugby match tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I need a breather, now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-6659406867797833038?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-2935104747590148443</id><published>2011-03-23T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T22:34:39.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All that we needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;New limited edition skin cover for my mac! Thanks to my friend, WeiLiang hehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for my baby to be red! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need money. My bank is left with 14.73 :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-2935104747590148443?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/2935104747590148443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=2935104747590148443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/2935104747590148443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/2935104747590148443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-that-we-needed.html' title='All that we needed'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-555371644366642576</id><published>2011-03-22T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T22:50:36.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Press Rewind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I miss my secondary school friends. Each and everyone of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupidest, the funniest, the fights, the heartbreaks, the bitching, the loveliest, the most heartwarming, the tastiest foods, the teachers, the attire checks, the discipline committee, the best people there I will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile the most when I think back on all of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-555371644366642576?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/555371644366642576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=555371644366642576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/555371644366642576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/555371644366642576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/03/press-rewind.html' title='Press Rewind'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-7658795462644819371</id><published>2011-03-20T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T23:42:53.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OwtgiWgerSQ/TYYf9YPN70I/AAAAAAAABHQ/w_dc0Df1IE8/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-20%2Bat%2B17.19%2B%25233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OwtgiWgerSQ/TYYf9YPN70I/AAAAAAAABHQ/w_dc0Df1IE8/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-20%2Bat%2B17.19%2B%25233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586187527138438978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SUPER RINGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out studying today with my favourite girl and I bet half the class, including me, is up now rushing holiday homework we didn't know about till 7 hours before school starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-7658795462644819371?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/7658795462644819371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=7658795462644819371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/7658795462644819371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/7658795462644819371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/03/shooting-stars.html' title='Shooting stars'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OwtgiWgerSQ/TYYf9YPN70I/AAAAAAAABHQ/w_dc0Df1IE8/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-20%2Bat%2B17.19%2B%25233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-5184056973512536394</id><published>2011-03-20T11:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T11:58:16.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monroe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bryon told me yesterday that I looked his age, around 19 or 20.&lt;br /&gt;I replied him "I'm seventeen" and he was really taken aback.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it amusing when people tell me I look 19/20 but I haven't figured out whether it's a good thing or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt from Canada bought me the new "Black shatter" by OPI and it's such a coincidence cos it's been on my wishlist and I was about to go to Sephora to get one!&lt;br /&gt;I just tried it on my baby finger. Really edgy, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only caught a glimpse of Zeph yesterday cos he was sleeping and he looks so serene while I have a thousand and one things racing through my mind. I wish the world stops for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tommorrow and I dont think there's anyone else in the world who dreads it more than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, I've had a good one week of holiday. Not as long as I would have wished for, but still good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Shaun. I'm sorry I couldn't be there &amp; I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-5184056973512536394?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/5184056973512536394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=5184056973512536394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5184056973512536394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/5184056973512536394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/03/monroe.html' title='Monroe'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-6843522630549540605</id><published>2011-03-16T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:04:26.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jm7i5aluWDI/TYAaOPpggBI/AAAAAAAABHI/c-BssiZdMX8/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jm7i5aluWDI/TYAaOPpggBI/AAAAAAAABHI/c-BssiZdMX8/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584492369960534034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fucking teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-6843522630549540605?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/6843522630549540605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=6843522630549540605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6843522630549540605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6843522630549540605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/03/party-rock.html' title='Party Rock'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jm7i5aluWDI/TYAaOPpggBI/AAAAAAAABHI/c-BssiZdMX8/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4785206656355002314</id><published>2011-03-15T14:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T14:56:28.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decline</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I miss this friend quite a bit, but I'm afraid to admit it because I have a feeling she doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4785206656355002314?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/4785206656355002314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=4785206656355002314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4785206656355002314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4785206656355002314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/03/decline.html' title='Decline'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-6514117440270355888</id><published>2011-03-09T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T23:21:09.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Nails</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ztWS1I4pmgI/TXeavOKSJ-I/AAAAAAAABHA/wAW4vqrP86s/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-28%2Bat%2B22.38%2B%25232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ztWS1I4pmgI/TXeavOKSJ-I/AAAAAAAABHA/wAW4vqrP86s/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-28%2Bat%2B22.38%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582100399194777570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pretty nails by Apple! And cheap hehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;Look for her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-6514117440270355888?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/6514117440270355888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=6514117440270355888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6514117440270355888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6514117440270355888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/03/pretty-nails.html' title='Pretty Nails'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ztWS1I4pmgI/TXeavOKSJ-I/AAAAAAAABHA/wAW4vqrP86s/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-28%2Bat%2B22.38%2B%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4049750800206099927</id><published>2011-03-06T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T10:07:56.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After a really long period of downs, I really needed this "A" to prove to others, especially myself, that I was still worth something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting lost and crushed so many times, I finally see a glimpse of light at the end of the tunnel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4049750800206099927?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/4049750800206099927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=4049750800206099927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4049750800206099927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4049750800206099927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/03/pasa.html' title='Pasa'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-6418832308872863099</id><published>2011-03-01T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T21:15:17.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If only everything floats away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-6418832308872863099?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/6418832308872863099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=6418832308872863099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6418832308872863099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/6418832308872863099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-only-everything-floats-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4603348993935701340</id><published>2011-02-26T12:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T13:09:05.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Juice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This week was rough. At least around the end.&lt;br /&gt;It started off really good and pleasant and I had this whole new positive energy and was hardly pissed at anyone except Moses. ( By the way, I hope you read this and know I fucking dislike you.) Made a couple of new friends this week and it was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Shah contacted me yesterday and I was pleasantly surprised about everything in his life now. I need friends like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Thursday, and I don't even know why my mood fell to zero.&lt;br /&gt;And that's when everything started to go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_TfXotnmJI/TWiKfrW2u5I/AAAAAAAABG4/_zfR5s9khwQ/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_TfXotnmJI/TWiKfrW2u5I/AAAAAAAABG4/_zfR5s9khwQ/s320/1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577860415317523346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why I'm still not past it yet,I used to be able to just let it go like that. I guess it's just you're not here, to truly comfort or make it up to me.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just whirling round with the things you said that night, thinking what made you say that, thinking if I made you say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you wanna take it back &amp; I really want to push it all back.&lt;br /&gt;But it stays on me like a cut, and I wonder how long it is going to take to heal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know babe, I'll never survive if you do it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have you thought, maybe, I'm more afraid than you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4603348993935701340?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/4603348993935701340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=4603348993935701340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4603348993935701340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4603348993935701340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/02/dancing-juice.html' title='Dancing Juice'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_TfXotnmJI/TWiKfrW2u5I/AAAAAAAABG4/_zfR5s9khwQ/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-4088891871958022257</id><published>2011-02-19T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T23:01:11.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two of Bel's Pups</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XabMNf7ciAw/TV_bBsjcvWI/AAAAAAAABGw/XR73bPaJJ50/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-16%2Bat%2B16.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XabMNf7ciAw/TV_bBsjcvWI/AAAAAAAABGw/XR73bPaJJ50/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-16%2Bat%2B16.09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575415685894159714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAts6vAz480/TV_bBu4wQwI/AAAAAAAABGo/h2P7MaKM6AE/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-16%2Bat%2B16.07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAts6vAz480/TV_bBu4wQwI/AAAAAAAABGo/h2P7MaKM6AE/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-16%2Bat%2B16.07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575415686520390402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wanna kiss it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-4088891871958022257?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/4088891871958022257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=4088891871958022257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4088891871958022257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/4088891871958022257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/02/two-of-bels-pups.html' title='Two of Bel&apos;s Pups'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XabMNf7ciAw/TV_bBsjcvWI/AAAAAAAABGw/XR73bPaJJ50/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-16%2Bat%2B16.09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-558015513932193642</id><published>2011-02-17T10:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T12:20:45.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Ss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;School is funny, awful, tiring, confusing and all sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Amanda Grace Leo makes it all better.&lt;br /&gt;Even though we hardly ever see each other in school now bcos we're in different classes, a quick glimpse of her somewhere makes me feel all better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I catch her along the school corridor, we hurry our goodbyes after "Hey I see you later, got class now". When both of us turn our backs, I'm smiling and thinking what to talk and laugh about later with her and I almost feel her smiling and thinking too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick impromtu lunch that lasted no more than 45mins @ Pizzahut, she would have caught up on my life updates, and hers to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is short, sweet and simple with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my bestest girl here love, no matter how little communication and meetings we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-558015513932193642?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/558015513932193642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=558015513932193642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/558015513932193642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/558015513932193642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/02/three-ss.html' title='Three Ss'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1628044761637652015.post-506769053256256880</id><published>2011-02-15T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T20:06:34.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocean blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I still feel empty.&lt;br /&gt;You know the uncanny feeling you get when you know you've forgotten or lost something, but you simply cant figure out what exactly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling shadows me from the moment I wake up, to the entire rotten day at school, and then to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1628044761637652015-506769053256256880?l=zigszags.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/feeds/506769053256256880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1628044761637652015&amp;postID=506769053256256880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/506769053256256880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1628044761637652015/posts/default/506769053256256880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigszags.blogspot.com/2011/02/ocean-blue.html' title='Ocean blue'/><author><name>Jasmine T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08954097543159236278</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
