<?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-8488474490870543007</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:55:35.827-07:00</updated><category term='Sharing..............'/><category term='My thoughts....'/><category term='Valentines..................'/><category term='The Charming Bridegroom n the Lovely Bride...n the Cool Fren....'/><title type='text'>The Life of JessChloe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-3218924068749953672</id><published>2008-12-02T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:29:24.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/STYLFoHYEsI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0HZdAeZsiII/s1600-h/BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/STYLFoHYEsI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0HZdAeZsiII/s200/BB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275416204806722242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;This month is INDEED a stressful month!!!! Figures...Accountability....Responsibility......listening to all this words EVERYDAY.....*sweat...sweat....sweat....*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; Luckily, I have the photo of my CUTEST nephew company me all the while....Wonderful music i listened to everyday.....practicing my dance steps everyday at home too.....to release my stress...HOWEVER....the thing i miss the most is my..................PIANO. I wish it is there for me....to RELEASE more stress.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SHIGERU KAWAI...where are you???!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; James called me that day n chit chat with me. He said, STRESS applied to USEFUL &amp;amp; Hardworking people....If no stress....then useless people. TRUE??? hehehe.....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; Looking forward this coming X'mas....can have  X'mas Dinner!!!!!!!!! Shiok Shiok.............Jingle Bell...Jingle Bell...Bell Bell got the Bell..............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-3218924068749953672?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/3218924068749953672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=3218924068749953672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/3218924068749953672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/3218924068749953672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2008/12/stress.html' title='STRESS....'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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/_DIpf3J88hx0/STYLFoHYEsI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0HZdAeZsiII/s72-c/BB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-2449769550128646194</id><published>2008-11-24T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:03:01.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jingle Bell...Jingle Bell...Bell Bell Got the Bell........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SStqgvmFCMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QqKdlEzYDao/s1600-h/images2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SStqgvmFCMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QqKdlEzYDao/s200/images2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272424899531835586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SStqgXUqiSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/nkL4hwcBp9Y/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 95px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SStqgXUqiSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/nkL4hwcBp9Y/s200/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272424893016344866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SStqS0GmsQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ng2W-Bd6nEE/s1600-h/images3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SStqS0GmsQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ng2W-Bd6nEE/s200/images3.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272424660223832322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The warmest period  coming soon..........it falls on the 25th Dec of every year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't wait for the day to come and I can celebrate it with my friends. This year got it be more FUN....embrace with all the caroling of Xmas songs....BBQ....and the moment with GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;When Xmas is approaching every year, I will then practice my Xmas songs....I still have the old Xmas song book with me. The one and the only one. My favorite Xmas song to play....Joy to the World...Jingle Bell....Silent Night...and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I just received a nice Xmas song from a friend. It sounds like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; The 2008 Christmas Carol " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;You'd better watch out&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  You'd better not cry&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  You'd better keep cash&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  I'm telling you why:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  Recession is coming to town.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  It's hitting you once,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  It's hitting you twice&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  It doesn't care if you've been careful and wise&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  Recession is coming to town&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  It's worthless if you've got shares&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  It's worthless if you've got bonds&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  It's safe when you've got cash in hand&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  So keep cash for goodness sake, HEY&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  You'd better watch out&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  You'd better not cry&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  You'd better keep cash&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  I'm telling you why:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  Recession is coming to town!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  Finance products are confusing&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  Finance products are so vague&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  The banks make you bear the cost of risk&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  So keep out for goodness sake, OH&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  You'd better watch out&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  You'd better not cry&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  You'd better keep cash&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  I'm telling you why:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  Recession is coming to town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Merry Xmas Everyone~~~~~~Ho Ho Ho~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-2449769550128646194?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/2449769550128646194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=2449769550128646194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/2449769550128646194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/2449769550128646194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2008/11/jingle-belljingle-bellbell-bell-got.html' title='Jingle Bell...Jingle Bell...Bell Bell Got the Bell........'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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/_DIpf3J88hx0/SStqgvmFCMI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QqKdlEzYDao/s72-c/images2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-5952670189556997005</id><published>2008-10-24T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:56:56.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Born Nephew........</title><content type='html'>oppppsss.....I forgotten when was my nephew BB came to the world....Errr....I think it was on the 15th October. I can't wait to go home and see him today....Ang ku Ang ku....&lt;br /&gt;   Now, I'm officially Aunty Jess!!!!!!!!!! Oh no....I'm "old" liao....hahaha....anyway.....never mind la, still my own nephew mah....." no count" lor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  What Jo Mummy said is very true....she mentioned that life will have lotsa lotsa obstacles. They always come in a sudden....then go after you solve. Then they come again....then solve again.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've encountered many problems no matter in relationship, friendship or family matters. All this problem will take time to solve. although We learn make  mistake in life, but we have to move on too.  Don't worry, be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now, my 1st student arrived safely. Now, i got to learn more other languages such as French , Bahasa Indonesia. Else, it will be like chicken and duck talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-5952670189556997005?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5952670189556997005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=5952670189556997005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/5952670189556997005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/5952670189556997005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-new-born-nephew.html' title='My New Born Nephew........'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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-8488474490870543007.post-2900864809557043158</id><published>2008-10-10T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:01:07.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...oh Life....Oh Lifeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~~~~</title><content type='html'>It have been a month I settled down in a new environment. Something new for me. Folks are nagging on me, saying that I'm like sailor. Chancing job here and there like very "ko yan"~~~&lt;br /&gt;Well..I admit la....still not firm...."floating " around like hantu.......But...at least I do what I wanna do lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; New place. New environment. New peoples. New atmosphere. New Oxygen for breathing. Every morning, driving from home to working place, over cut all the lorries, passed thru all the hutan hutan ....then reach to a place which as big as 15 soccer field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Although I'm new to this environment, but I'm not really new to my job. Still a bit different from my previous experience la..VERY STRESS lor...however, still can manage lor. Got to know new colleagues from here. Nice people, even very sampat too. But, when come to work....Don't give a damn man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The most funniest part is when work together with your old buddy. Same team. Same laughter like last time during our school time. Same VOULGARS too. hahahahahahahaha...........&lt;br /&gt;We recalled back all the nice fouls that we had last time. Even now....I learnt more from him....such as...MOU HAN KEE....MOU HAN KAT....OBA LAT....KO KO LAT.......&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm back to a BIG environment of working life which I think I'm suitable in this type of environment. Although is a bit tired la.....got to walk here n there.....15 soccer field size man....what you expect wor.  I must keep myself very active lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 12.00 noon d, nanti got to go my colleague house for raya makan -makan. Shiok nya............can makan rendang, ketupat, kuih-muih~~~~~~~!hehehehehe...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I misses my life in PJ. My dancing mates....my friends........Misses u guys very very muchy!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-2900864809557043158?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/2900864809557043158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=2900864809557043158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/2900864809557043158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/2900864809557043158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2008/10/lifeoh-lifeoh-lifeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='Life...oh Life....Oh Lifeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~~~~'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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-8488474490870543007.post-686109124773896481</id><published>2008-06-04T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:34:30.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The breaking news!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I supposed to have dinner with Chris + Mel yesterday at Sunway Mentari Park , YUEN steamboat. I started my journey at 7.10pm heading to Sunway. I didn't realized I did such a big mistake till I reached LDP!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Out of my surprice.....the jam is not moving at all! HOLA~~~~~~~~ I was stuck in the jam between GIANT mall to YAMAHA music school , just a short distance between this 2 point for 1 hour 30 min................Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! I was so so mad!!!!!!I then made a U Turn and back home......Can't afford to stuck in the jam all the way to Sunway.....cos car running out of petrol...........Babes....(Chris+Mel) we catch up next week ya..... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The reason being sooooooooooo jam out there is because of the breaking news announced by the PM........."PETROL BECAME RM2.70 LITRE"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~~~~~I was wondering how to survive in this type of life. Petrol naik harga!!!! Anticipated will increase to RM4 in another 2 more months. Well.....I think most of the citizen in Malaysia....will be like China.......ride on the bicycle. Public Transport will be congested too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;----Malaysia............everything naik harga.....when will u set a rules to all the company and ask them to naik harga our gaji???----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It is not easy to survive in the world now. Everything is $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$!!!!!!!!!Couples who marry out there, think wise before you plan to have children. Plan properly!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-686109124773896481?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/686109124773896481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=686109124773896481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/686109124773896481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/686109124773896481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2008/06/breaking-news.html' title='The breaking news!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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-8488474490870543007.post-1039745368636411663</id><published>2008-05-31T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T08:48:14.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A pissed Day......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SEFy7nraOYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KZzquVb3Efw/s1600-h/borneo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SEFy7nraOYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KZzquVb3Efw/s200/borneo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206569012805908866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Borneo Rainforest Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's 11.30pm...and I'm yawning non stop. Just finished blowing my wet hair and plan to sleep in a bit. Listening to the modern love song from my PC now....soooooo Coooooooooool. Although I'm so tired.......But...I still wanna drop a few line here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Whatever planned early for today's activities has been canceled last minute!!!  ARRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Damn damn pissed!!!! I hated this type of arrangement so so so so much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to a new place...Borneo Rainforest at bandar Sunway......a nice place. Live band....with very well vocalist. I enjoyed very very much there. Although....I had a lil "high" ....however...still under sober condition! hehe...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life of marriage.....what is the purpose of marriage? What if you can't get along with In Laws? What if your husband / wife have ego attitude and do not listen to your advise? What if you complaint and complaint non stop ??? What is the best way to solve the problem?&lt;br /&gt;Beside......................~~~~~~~~DIVORCE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I also can't think of other solution . hahahaha..........AGREE????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok....Shania Twain is asking me to go n sleep..............Eyes cant open anymore................Adiousssssssssssssssssss~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-1039745368636411663?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/1039745368636411663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=1039745368636411663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/1039745368636411663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/1039745368636411663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2008/05/pissed-day.html' title='A pissed Day......'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SEFy7nraOYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KZzquVb3Efw/s72-c/borneo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-3440622816988457522</id><published>2008-05-26T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T08:25:55.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mentor in Life......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SDrWVXraOXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/543MunH6HfE/s1600-h/Me+%26+mummy+close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SDrWVXraOXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/543MunH6HfE/s200/Me+%26+mummy+close+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204707982001715570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; What actually the "process"to go through is our life? Why do we chose to appear in this world? Why are we human being and not other creature? ..........................??????????????&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; In our life.....beside our parents....the people who influence the most are our Friends....whether is a good or bad friends. However....how many of us have a mentor in our life? Let's as yourself ....Do u have a mentor in your life?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; I hardly ask this Q to myself? Why? Cos parents are the mentor to me always. No one can beat them. Thus.....you will never think of your own mentor. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; I'm glad I have ...beside my parents. I knew her just bout 1 year++ . A very helpful, friendly, GREATEST mummy cum friend in my life. The sparkle of the fireworks in my life.....LIGHTENED up......................&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; Although just a normal housewife.....her thinking is on par with those experience working people out there. The way she analyst a case....the way she talk to you like her own daughter.....the way she care you like you are of their family member.......the way she care you..........the way she show her LOVE to you................All this.........you can feel it.....Inevitably...........&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;  I'm glad to know her. She is great. I can share anything with her. No boundaries. Not because she is a Mum of 3 kids.....It's just that.....she has a kind of personality that she carry for herself...............makes me feel so so warm.....being embrace by her.........&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;  She consult me in most of the problem I faced. Although she is busy....but she try to spend time with you. Even a SMS.....so sweet.....so warm.....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; I had a little assignment by her. I was given 2 months time to do it. Well.....I hope by that time.......It will be a good proposal to her......&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;    ---------------------------LOVE You very much........Mummy-----------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-3440622816988457522?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/3440622816988457522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=3440622816988457522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/3440622816988457522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/3440622816988457522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2008/05/mentor-in-life.html' title='The Mentor in Life......'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SDrWVXraOXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/543MunH6HfE/s72-c/Me+%26+mummy+close+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-6275263316586958123</id><published>2008-05-24T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T21:07:53.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So near yet so far......................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SDjl_nraOVI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5ujclRLZf8I/s1600-h/DSCN0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SDjl_nraOVI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5ujclRLZf8I/s200/DSCN0845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204162250572183890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SDjl_3raOWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rBnlw2zqWrc/s1600-h/Photo-0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SDjl_3raOWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rBnlw2zqWrc/s200/Photo-0089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204162254867151202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend went back to hometown and celebrated dad's b'day. We did a simple one which is took dinner together and bought him a fruit cake and celebrated at home. Just a simple celebration. Everyone enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My folks are approaching their 60's....Well....looks like their children still behave like " kin kia" hahahaha......However...a good news is......they will becoming GRANDPARENTS in year 2008...So....really a good news?Hmmm.....curious~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bad news announced bout the SiChuan's earthquake and Myanmar disaster. Wow....so many people died in 1 day............When I read the news....and those pictures in the newspaper........It reflects a pictures of Doom day to me.........."The world is almost end".........We Pray for the victims......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month's figure sucks too. Thought it can be better than last month. Well...indeed actually.&lt;br /&gt;however....still a failure case. I was wondering........why cant i do it so much better? It supposed to be so much better than last month. Why is it....last minute so many stupid problem occured? How should I improve myself to get better , best.....great.....FANTASTIC????~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my dancing class so much. Missed all the steps and all the dances i learnt. Cha Cha...Samba....Rumba....Jive....Tango....Waltz.....Foxtrot......Quickstep....Bachata.....Merengue......etc.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing is an other great activities in my life. I'm so contended with all the so called talent I have in ARTs. Well.....except drawing as.....it looks like a GHOST paint!!!!!!!! hahahahahaha.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I think my usual social life which I had when I was 18 aged has came back!!!! Clubbing!!!!!!! Damn Damn Damn!!!!! Cialat Cialat Cialat!!!!!!!!!!! Good sign or bad??? The reason I went clubbing is not because for the sake of "drink"! OMG.....1 glass of beer or liquor from 10pm till 3am it will remained the same glass. Why??? I added rocks non stop!!! hahaha.....Certainly....I cant let myself drunk ...........cos I need to drive. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As I entering this field....I realized many things around me. Well....maybe it is because I get to know more ppl...older and younger than me. Sincere and cunning....gentleman and sugar daddy....Within this few months......I had a weird feeling towards 3 ppls.............It was a weird weird feeling towards them..........unexplainable feeling....and it comes.....then it goes...........&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday......Finally I found something which I feel it will not happen to me. Damn........let me found it. Well.....it should be a happy sign............however........it shows an impossible sign........Hence.....will I find it again? Cos what I found at the moment.....it seems cant work.......Just like what I was told last time " It urs....no matter how far or any obstacles faced....it will still belong to you..........ELSE.....it will be like " So Near Yet So Far" theory"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Timing very important. I was told tat will be with someone by this year. haha.....how true it is.........We'll see then.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Early of next month will be a busy month for me. So.....looking forward for the day to come........."Wedding bell ringing from far....far......far.................away.........."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-6275263316586958123?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6275263316586958123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=6275263316586958123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/6275263316586958123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/6275263316586958123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-near-yet-so-far.html' title='So near yet so far......................'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SDjl_nraOVI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5ujclRLZf8I/s72-c/DSCN0845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-610216164773643115</id><published>2008-05-08T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T08:16:16.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Drunk Nite.......</title><content type='html'>Should I say it was a FREE or BUSY day at work today? I attended a training from 10 am till 3pm. Within this few hours....I never do my work! After training, I followed up some cases then I went to 1 Utama with colleague...We shop till 9pm....and went home straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking a shower, I feel to have something into my mouth and munch it.I opened my fridge and I saw peanut....like wise....I took out a GUINESS STOUT....and drink. After a tin of Guiness stout....I myself very hot....WOW................is time for me to drunk!!!! hahahaha.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week received a call from some 1 he knows me more than I know him. He sms me just now and ask for a dinner tomorrow. However, I have to reject him because I have date to go. Eventhough I free....should I go out with him too? Wierd guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went golfing yesterday. I forgot to bring my hand glove. I used Si FU's glove......alamak...........too big!!!!! I had a poor performance yesterday because I hurt my fingers and also..... because he didnt  go? Aiya....it doesnt make sense. After few rounds....Si Fu came n coached me. He is very patient. He corrected my posture and I managed to do it correctly. THANKS SI FU!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is damn red now because of the Guiness Stout............I still typing my blog here.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a bit dizzy d................Ok la...........sambung next time.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-610216164773643115?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/610216164773643115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=610216164773643115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/610216164773643115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/610216164773643115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-drunk-nite.html' title='A Little Drunk Nite.......'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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-8488474490870543007.post-9070804072117404657</id><published>2008-04-29T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T09:39:20.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Teardrops On My Guitar" by Taylor Swift....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SBdO3Uq9pJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qaX5Aqk460A/s1600-h/taylor_swift_1842332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SBdO3Uq9pJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qaX5Aqk460A/s200/taylor_swift_1842332.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194707407543837842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seldom talk to my colleagues at work today. Mood was bad. Just do all my paper work. After work I went for my yoga lesson. Feel fresh after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Taylor Swift with her song title "TearsDrop on My Guitar" is so popular on the FM radio. I love this songs very much . I watched her video, she wrote this song because she has a nice feeling towards her classmate during her high school time. This guy has a gf...and he always tell Taylor how smart she is...how pretty she is....bla bla bla.......Taylor decided to write out this song, but she never tell him that she had a crush on  him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking carefully at the lyrics......I truly understand that there are people out there who has is facing the situation just like the song lyrics......So do I...I'm facing the same thing too. The song lyrics are meaningful..........it make me feel like wanna sing this song to Him............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hereby, I would like to share this song lyrics + youtube music video to those who read my blog. Happy listening and enjoy the lyrics.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And she's got everything that I have to live without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That I can't even see anyone when he's with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chorus:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Repeat Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get some sleep tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's the time taken up, but there's never enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And he's all that I need to fall into.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Youtube link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R7DRtl6CTqc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JESSLE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-9070804072117404657?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/9070804072117404657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=9070804072117404657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/9070804072117404657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/9070804072117404657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2008/04/teardrops-on-my-guitar-by-taylor-swift.html' title='&quot;Teardrops On My Guitar&quot; by Taylor Swift....'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SBdO3Uq9pJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qaX5Aqk460A/s72-c/taylor_swift_1842332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-6024147706595407075</id><published>2008-04-27T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T09:36:58.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Such a lazy bum bum.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SBSqxUq9pII/AAAAAAAAAGA/wVQOgP8k7WI/s1600-h/DSCN0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SBSqxUq9pII/AAAAAAAAAGA/wVQOgP8k7WI/s200/DSCN0782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193964034604246146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SBSoX0q9pHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzJ_HfaZryk/s1600-h/Photo-0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SBSoX0q9pHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzJ_HfaZryk/s200/Photo-0081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193961397494326386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow....my last post was on April 2007!!!!! Gosh....I'm such a lazy bum to drops few word on my blog.......! Well Well Well.....I'm just not a good blogger. hehe....&lt;br /&gt;A brand new year....a brand new life....I've been in my new profession for 4 months. The result is still poor....not what I want....still working hard for it.....trying my very best! Never feel such a looser before....however....I hope I can over come it! GAMBATEH....JESS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year....few happening incidents occured UNintented-ly............Good &amp;amp; Bad....Happy &amp;amp; Sad. So, this is wat we called ......LIFE....! Life can be just like rainbow.....or....it turns out to be rain &amp;amp; Thunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual...beside working....YOGA-ing.....Dancing.....Now...a new challenge....GOLFING! It was so so so Cool....I love it so much . Although it just a driving range standard....but, can see some good performance.....hehe......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many thing wanna tell....but dunno who to tell to. Some friends....hardly give you opinion on it...so, save it! Better swollow all myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual.....facing something I HATE so much! Yes....indeed.....liking some one! Damn....why is it so difficult to like some one? When u like him, you keep on thinking whether he likes you too. He treated you well when we hang out together....then you think he likes u? Why are all gals always have the mis-interpretation feeling???!!!! Can some one guide me? I'm really a looser in relationship.........Always thinking is good to have a BF....at least not so boring. However, most of my friends who has GF/BF.....they are more PATHETIC than me....whereby I'm still  single &amp;amp; available! hahahaha...... Well.............like I always sing....."Let it be...Let it be...Let it be...Let it be........There will be an answer........LET IT BE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardly can practise the piano frequently now adays. Some how, I will go back to RC n practice. Missing so much of my own improvisation~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Still wanna thanks to my parents forcing me on playing the piano........I really feel so so so so so calm.........when I play songs on it! ~~~~~~~~~THANK YOU, Pa &amp;amp; Ma~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~~~~~another missing some 1 nite~~~~~~~~~~~ Wish to have a beer n drunk myself down....so that I can sleep peacefully.......... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway........is late....another brand new day at work! So............GAMBATEH!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-6024147706595407075?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6024147706595407075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=6024147706595407075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/6024147706595407075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/6024147706595407075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-such-lazy-bum-bum.html' title='I&apos;m Such a lazy bum bum.....'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/SBSqxUq9pII/AAAAAAAAAGA/wVQOgP8k7WI/s72-c/DSCN0782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-5712176635826135413</id><published>2007-04-13T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T19:42:44.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something So Real..........................</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:新細明體;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I quoted this article from a friend of mine that he shared out.....which i think this is very true.........is just like a Circle....from that day u born...till the day you GO............Enjoy reading!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt;不論是否已步入中老年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt;都應該欣賞一下&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;不知道從什麼時候開始，我最喜歡的飲料從冰可樂，變成溫開水。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;更明確地說，從冰可樂、黑咖啡、麻辣鍋，變成溫開水、熱牛奶、地瓜稀飯。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;如果到咖啡廳，不能只點溫開水怎麼辦？那就來杯「無咖啡因」的咖啡吧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;「要不要甜點？」我搖頭笑笑，好像服務生問的是：「要不要出軌？」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;找到位子坐下來，咖啡冷得特別快。也不知道是因為咖啡冷了，還是嫌四周太吵，坐不到五分鐘，我就走了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;走在大街，反而舒服。我可以這樣走半小時，惦記著醫生說走路是最好的運動方式。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;走回家，一身汗。沖澡前先把水龍頭打開，水變熱了才跳進浴缸。洗的過程不再哼歌，忙著摸身上有沒有腫塊。沖不到三分鐘，腳底積滿了水。該死，掉落的頭髮又把出水口堵住了。沖完澡趕緊穿上衣服，免得受涼。坐在床上，我突然了解到：  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OH MY  GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我是中年人了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我跳起來，像逃離命案現場。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;誰說我是中年人？我只是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;「成熟」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;「成熟」？噗吃，我想唬誰？「成熟」是新聞稿上的用詞，「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;老&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;」才是日記上會出現的字。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;別被報紙騙了！報紙標題或行銷術語會稱你為「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;熟男&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;」，只有健檢報告才敢直接說「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;老化&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;」。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;誰願意老呢？誰願意承認自己步入中年了呢？我可以用落健、敷面膜、打肉毒桿菌、穿淺色衣服、搜集&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Hello  Kitty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;、玩線上遊戲、買設計師的球鞋、取俏皮的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;代號，但這些都掩蓋不了以下的事實：以前到女校參加聯誼，現在到女校參加家長會。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;以前可以在公車上看漫畫，現在要往後傾才看得到小標題。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;以前&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;點才出門，現在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;點就想睡。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;以前一覺睡到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;點，現在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;點就醒來，半夜要起來上兩次小號，但大號卻兩天不來。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;以前看的是「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;MTV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;」的影片，現在看的是「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;MRI  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;」的影片。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;以前只在乎晚餐有沒有肉，現在要注意晚餐有不有機。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;以前到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  7-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;買東西看價錢，現在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;第一眼看卡路里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我們這群五年級同學，今年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;歲了。不管以古今中外或現代醫學任何寬鬆的標準，我們都已晉升為「中年人」。大家的家庭狀況、財富地位大不相同，但在「老化」這件事上，卻出奇的公平。  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;剛認識時，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;歲，最常見面的場合是西門町的冰宮。談的是：「聽說誰偷騎摩托車」、「聽說誰帶馬子去墮胎」。溜完冰後堵在一樓電梯口，等著女校的學生走出來。  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;大學畢業，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;出頭，最常見面的場合是婚禮。談的是：「聽說誰和女友分手了」、「聽說誰最近出國了」。婚禮後會鬧洞房，鬧完洞房再殺到「  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Room  18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;」。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;多歲，最常見面的場合是醫院。婦產科病房中，談的是：「聽說誰離婚了」、「聽說誰在做人工受孕」。探望半小時後大家識趣地離開，一起去吃手工餅乾喝下午茶。  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;現在，最常見面的場合是喪禮。第一殯儀館中，談的是：「聽說誰也走了」、「聽說誰得了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;」。鞠完躬後，大家趕去上班，相約星期天上午去爬陽明山，最好是走能出汗的「十八份」。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;從「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Room  18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;」到「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;十八份&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;  」，我這個世代的「五陵少年」，就這樣變成了「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Dirty Old  Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;」。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;會變成「老不修」，因為中年男人喜歡年輕女人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;男人到了中年，一切都變少：話語、頭髮、睪固酮、女友的歲數。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我們高中偷騎摩托車時，曾唾棄那些開賓士車載美眉的老男人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我們幻想自己是《鐵達尼號》的窮小子傑克，可以用愛的力量，把不快樂的蘿絲從富豪魔掌中拯救出來。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;曾幾何時，「老」傑克也伸出了魔掌，載著新一代的蘿絲。我們變成了我們曾經發誓，要鬥倒的人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;抗老&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;的方法推陳出新，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt; 變老&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;的過程卻一成不變&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;  。這樣看來，似乎在身體老化的過程，我們的心態沒跟著變老。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;歲時喜歡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;歲的辣妹，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;歲時還是喜歡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;歲的辣妹（只不過追之前會三思而後行）。我沒有親身經驗，但猜測&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;歲時還是會喜歡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;歲的辣妹（會追的人很少，因為她可能是兒子的女友，而&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;一世英名也捨不得就這樣斷送&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;）。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;除了辣妹，很多物質的欲望，也不會因為年紀而減退。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;車位、官位、名錶、豪宅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt;  ……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;而且因為經濟情況越來越好，要求的等級越來越高。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt;60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;歲的男人最不需要戴錶（都有秘書提醒），但他們的錶最好。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt;60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;歲的男人膝蓋變得不好，但他們的樓層最高。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;話說回來，在很多時候，我們的心態的確老了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;以前喝汽水，現在練氣功。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;以前是卡奴，現在收到帳單立刻到便利商店繳款。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;以前融資炒網路股，現在定時定額買海外基金。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;以前吃晚飯約八點，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  KTV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;唱完還要去喝永和豆漿。現在吃飯約六點，九點不到就回家帶小孩。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;以前四月分到墾丁參加「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;春天吶喊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;」，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;三天三夜不睡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;。現在四月分到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;深山打禪七&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;三天三夜不講手機&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;上班時心情越來越沮喪，下班後手機越來越不會響。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;越來越不知道現在在演什麼電影，越來越不認識周刊封面的女明星。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我在這些中年朋友之間，還算是活得比較年輕的。不是因為我「人老心不老」，只因為我的工作。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;媒體，特別是演藝圈，是最著迷於年輕的行業。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我不是青春偶像，但我訪問青春偶像。訪問他們，當然要了解他們。同齡的朋友都在研究「納豆」，我到處打聽「黑眼豆豆」。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;朋友們打開報紙看黃金的行情，我打開報紙看周杰倫跟誰在一起。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我常跟年輕人混&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;  ，同學們聚會時會要我幫他們補習。我得拿出筆記，戰戰兢兢地解釋：「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;九把刀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;  」不是廚具、「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;無名小站&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;  」不是奶茶店、「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;李準基&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;  」不是李季準、「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;幽魂娜娜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;  」不是包娜娜、「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;同人誌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;  」不是同盟會的報紙、「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;火星文&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;  」沒有出現在史蒂芬史匹伯的《&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;》之中，而&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;上火紅的彎彎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;，並沒有演過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;年前的《星星知我心》。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;講這些話時我心知肚明：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;江山代有才人出&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;，新一代在建築一個全新的世界，那裡面有沒有我們，沒有太大關係。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我們曾經狂飆過，那時代已經過去。現在這是他們的世界，而我們，只是借住在這裡。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;老同學們聽了我的「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;時事報告&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;  」，常會搖搖頭、笑一笑、有點羨慕、有點不屑地轉移話題。那表情我見過，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;年前，當我跟父母解釋羅大佑、楊德昌、李麥克、《洛城法網》時，他們也是同樣的表情！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;無形中，我們變成了我們的父母。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;這聽起來像巨變，但發生也只在轉瞬之間。問任何一個中年人，他都會告訴你，大學舞會彷彿只是昨天的事。對那些還單身的中年人，大學舞會甚至可以是今晚的事。  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我們的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;肚子大了、膽子小了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;  ，但內心很多感覺，跟青春期沒有兩樣。這是歲月最狡猾的一點：它讓你的身體和心態都老了，卻讓你的渴望依然年輕。於是我們只好找一堆老莊道理，把渴望的烈火澆熄。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:標楷體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;【&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2006/10/31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;聯合報】&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-5712176635826135413?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5712176635826135413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=5712176635826135413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/5712176635826135413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/5712176635826135413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2007/04/something-so-real.html' title='Something So Real..........................'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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-8488474490870543007.post-9171804187771408784</id><published>2007-04-11T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T20:29:53.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rh2nkdXVHNI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NJv6ckYSSvE/s1600-h/ABCD0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rh2nkdXVHNI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NJv6ckYSSvE/s200/ABCD0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052378601779174610" border="0" /&gt;Anlene Fresh Milk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rh2nWdXVHMI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zDDtEPNoB4Q/s1600-h/Jes-%C2%BAChLo3%2816%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rh2nWdXVHMI/AAAAAAAAAFo/zDDtEPNoB4Q/s200/Jes-%C2%BAChLo3%2816%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052378361261006018" border="0" /&gt;A Cuppa+Sandwich ...3 layered!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rh2nKNXVHLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-ghYnvHKMIc/s1600-h/Jes-%C2%BAChLo3%2814%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rh2nKNXVHLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-ghYnvHKMIc/s200/Jes-%C2%BAChLo3%2814%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052378150807608498" border="0" /&gt;Lovely Salad...Apple+StarFruits+Vege&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rh2mS9XVHII/AAAAAAAAAFI/O9iFsft5w68/s1600-h/Jes-%C2%BAChLo3%2813%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rh2mS9XVHII/AAAAAAAAAFI/O9iFsft5w68/s200/Jes-%C2%BAChLo3%2813%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052377201619836034" border="0" /&gt;New Breakthru Bread&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rh2l5tXVHHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/fc7hmWzgoEk/s1600-h/Jes-%C2%BAChLo3%2812%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rh2l5tXVHHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/fc7hmWzgoEk/s200/Jes-%C2%BAChLo3%2812%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052376767828139122" border="0" /&gt; Cornflakes+Grapes+Anlene Milk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;      Wow..............too lazy lately to post something in my Blog. hehehe....But...today i wanna share something with you ppl who staying alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we feel very headache of what to eat for our meal, specially we are staying alone.  If we plan to cook, maybe something simple...like MAGGIE MEE!!!!! The fastest and easiest  meal to solve our hunger. However, the side effect of MAGGIE MEE....i think every one  know that. My Ex tuition teacher always like to say this : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MEE MAGGIE, CEPAT MASAK, SEDAP MAKAN.....CEPAT MATI!!!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; This is wat he used to say during his class. hehehehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me.....it is quite headache too. Specially, when u wanna buy something and cook. It is very hard to estimate for me how much should i buy or what is the portion for a Single meal??? !!! Well...sometime, i just couldn't bother............hantam all!!!!! hahahahaha...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, i will have BRUNCH istead of breakfast. I started work at 10am....at that time, it is just another 2 hours to lunch. i will take NOT really heave brunch....but it is enough for me to TAHAN....till 3 or 4pm....When i get hungry that time, then i will eat some biscuit...just a little bit.  Sometimes....i will reach home...early bout 6pm..........i will take my dinner........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i feel blur for dinner too....but i use to cook noodles. Put wat ever ingredient you like....Eg: Vege...egg...hotdog..etc... There you all...a HOT NODDLE SOUP!!!!!!! Yummy Yummy........... and Of Cos..........we prefer to Ta- Pao.....easier!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-9171804187771408784?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/9171804187771408784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=9171804187771408784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/9171804187771408784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/9171804187771408784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2007/04/healthy-meal.html' title='Healthy Meal'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rh2nkdXVHNI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NJv6ckYSSvE/s72-c/ABCD0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-7820543358599842026</id><published>2007-03-03T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T07:11:39.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forcing your Children to do something they don't like......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Reo1QpHb5OI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OttdyreQHQs/s1600-h/Treble+Clef.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Reo1QpHb5OI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OttdyreQHQs/s320/Treble+Clef.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037897693198542050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Recently...I found out that, lot'sa kid were being "forced" to learn something they unlike. However, they still going for lesson....learn BLINDLY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Parents.......PLEASE  communicate with you children. To find out whether the kid are really into what they are learning. For example: if you send your kid to piano lesson, Once a week. Your kid ONLY touches the piano when he/she attended the piano lesson. So, Do you think the kid is really interested in learning the piano ? If He/She is really interested,he then  will practice the piano at least a 15m everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when the kid is at the center for their lesson, they are showing a SOUR face to the teacher and some even do not want to get down from the car. Some parents prefer the teacher to teach at their home...but, when the teacher has arrived...they hide themselves  in the bedroom?! Then the teacher has to wait in the hall like a DUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've encountered all those problem i mentioned. I feel , it is so unfair to the teacher. Teacher jobs is to TEACH the kid. However, the teacher SHOULDN'T get blame or hates by the kids as the TEACHER has NO wrong. Unless, the teacher is being too fierce and beaten the kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the children has a VERY tight schedule for themselves. Go to school...Tuition...Music lesson...Swimming....heavy homework lot..............they are even busier than adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on.........................GIVE THEM A BREAK!!!! They need to BREATHE!!!!!!!&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/8488474490870543007-7820543358599842026?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/7820543358599842026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=7820543358599842026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/7820543358599842026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/7820543358599842026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2007/03/forcing-your-children-to-do-something.html' title='Forcing your Children to do something they don&apos;t like......'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Reo1QpHb5OI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OttdyreQHQs/s72-c/Treble+Clef.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-6293643890336256057</id><published>2007-02-28T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:03:52.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing..............'/><title type='text'>ATTENTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="story_header"&gt;Buy insurance, travellers advised!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="story_byline"&gt;&lt;b&gt;By KHONG PUI YEE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:newsdesk@thestar.com.my"&gt;newsdesk@thestar.com.my&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KUALA LUMPUR&lt;/span&gt;: Malaysians who travel overseas have been advised to buy  travel insurance so that they will be covered in the event of any mishap or  medical crisis while abroad.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;”Not many Malaysian travellers buy additional insurance protection as they  mistakenly assume that their existing insurance policies will protect them when  they are overseas,” said Malaysian Association for Tour and Travel Agents  (Matta) president Ngiam Foon.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;“There have been many incidents when Malaysians travelling overseas were  involved in accidents or were robbed but left high and dry as they were not  insured.”  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;In addition, Ngiam also said many Malaysians mistakenly assume that credit  card purchases of airline tickets will automatically provide complete insurance  protection for them.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;This is not accurate as credit card companies provide limited coverage only,  depending on the companies.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;For example, they may cover only the cardholder exclusively, leaving his or  her travelling companions uncovered.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Special arrangements may have to be made with the credit card company to  extend the coverage beyond the cardholder.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;“All travellers should get a proper, separate and complete travel insurance  policy which will cover medical emergencies, robberies and accidents, among  others,” Ngiam said.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Many Malaysians are unaware that there are many protection products in the  market at a low cost, he added.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;“In some countries, it is vital to have the option of getting access to  evacuation services should an emergency occur. With minimal payment, travellers  can also obtain 24-hour emergency services in many parts of the world.”  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Medical services are prohibitively expensive in many developed countries and  have left Malaysian travellers traumatised and distressed in the past as they  faced financial difficulties as a result of not having adequate insurance  protection.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Ngiam explained that a lot of insurance companies offer inexpensive travel  insurance policies that can protect travellers in a variety of circumstances.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Some travel and tour agents also have tie-ups with insurance companies,  offering insurance products or facilities on their premises for the convenience  of consumers.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;However, he stressed that travellers should check with their licensed travel  and tour agents for more information on these insurance products, as they would  have the pertinent information needed to help consumers make informed choices.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;According to Ngiam, Matta is also discussing with several insurance companies  to provide a “cashless” insurance policy whereby a traveller in need of medical  services need only show evidence of insurance coverage.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;With the evidence, the insurance company will then settle the treatment bill  directly and the traveller need not fork out cash to foot the bill. This service  is expected to be available soon.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matta is the country’s largest travel agents and tour operators association  with some 2,100 members.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;USEFUL LINKS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.matta.org.my/" target="on_top"&gt;Malaysian  Association of Tour and Travel Agents&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-6293643890336256057?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6293643890336256057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=6293643890336256057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/6293643890336256057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/6293643890336256057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2007/02/attention.html' title='ATTENTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-9096404111050844125</id><published>2007-02-23T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T18:46:20.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Nite.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rd-mG75T_PI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4AXvB9QvD8I/s1600-h/DSCN0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rd-mG75T_PI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4AXvB9QvD8I/s200/DSCN0415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034925546511006962" border="0" /&gt;  "Nice view of swimming pool from my apartment"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Why this thing happen to me again???!!! I am so afraid to have "sleepless Nite" . This is really torturing. Already feel extremely tired everyday because of work, i just need to sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Undeniable that, my new unit of apartment that i rented , is the major caused! WHY??? because it is close to the highway....and i can hear the noise of vehicles on the road. I am a person who cant sleep with single noise!!!! ARRRRRGGGHHHHHHH..........................................this is really killing me!!!! I try to shut off the window....but, i prefer to open it wider to get fresh air. What should i do?! change to another unit???!!! Oh No....i am soooooooooooooooooo tired to shift....n shift....n shift again.................. buy a ear punch ??? does it work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Besides that, some other stupid thing bordering me too. Some "intruders" appeared again!!!!! Some people that you didn't meet for quite sometimes, i think you will assume the fella will become a better person, rite? But, this one....getting WORSE and talked lot'sa nonsense to you. Really pity that fella............really a Looser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Recently, got to know that one of my friend is not really happy. We almost lost contact!!! But, luckily....she is still here. I will try to spend sometimes with her. Caring of friend is important for me. hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-9096404111050844125?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/9096404111050844125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=9096404111050844125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/9096404111050844125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/9096404111050844125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2007/02/sleepless-nite.html' title='Sleepless Nite.....'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rd-mG75T_PI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4AXvB9QvD8I/s72-c/DSCN0415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-4951194375335391569</id><published>2007-02-22T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T16:50:03.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/ReTRXtDt3QI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3BPB1m5RcAQ/s1600-h/pig+pig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/ReTRXtDt3QI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3BPB1m5RcAQ/s200/pig+pig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036380488469437698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little "Zhu Zhai" year....2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/ReTRH9Dt3PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZubUual5Uw0/s1600-h/Liquors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/ReTRH9Dt3PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZubUual5Uw0/s200/Liquors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036380217886498034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Liquors at my Uncle's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/ReTQsdDt3OI/AAAAAAAAAEI/lKkmKzp3jkQ/s1600-h/DSCN0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/ReTQsdDt3OI/AAAAAAAAAEI/lKkmKzp3jkQ/s200/DSCN0435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036379745440095458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;~~Cheers~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/ReTP0dDt3NI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vsDDQRJR_Oc/s1600-h/DSCN0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/ReTP0dDt3NI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vsDDQRJR_Oc/s200/DSCN0434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036378783367421138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yumm...Yumm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rd2-H75T_OI/AAAAAAAAADY/wAkCHBqQ7PM/s1600-h/DSCN0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rd2-H75T_OI/AAAAAAAAADY/wAkCHBqQ7PM/s200/DSCN0450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034389002016521442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 2 sister playing "bunga api"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rd28Wb5T_NI/AAAAAAAAADQ/btACYjuXaxk/s1600-h/DSCN0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rd28Wb5T_NI/AAAAAAAAADQ/btACYjuXaxk/s200/DSCN0452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034387052101369042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; my old buddy...Madeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rd25575T_MI/AAAAAAAAADI/wJ2p2U2z6DY/s1600-h/DSCN0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rd25575T_MI/AAAAAAAAADI/wJ2p2U2z6DY/s200/DSCN0433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034384363451841730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Favorite Pomelo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rd25Fr5T_LI/AAAAAAAAADA/GktpwWB7xbk/s1600-h/DSCN0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rd25Fr5T_LI/AAAAAAAAADA/GktpwWB7xbk/s200/DSCN0432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034383465803676850" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad &amp; Relatives during steamboat at uncle's place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rd24eL5T_KI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RlP_TCL4LeY/s1600-h/Siblings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rd24eL5T_KI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RlP_TCL4LeY/s200/Siblings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034382787198844066" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Siblings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-4951194375335391569?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/4951194375335391569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=4951194375335391569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/4951194375335391569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/4951194375335391569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-2007.html' title='CNY 2007'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/ReTRXtDt3QI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3BPB1m5RcAQ/s72-c/pig+pig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-8249295147673913585</id><published>2007-02-14T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T23:06:42.644-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines..................'/><title type='text'>Valentines Day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RdQGdmyPKgI/AAAAAAAAACE/pKAliI9jdSw/s1600-h/DSCN0414_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RdQGdmyPKgI/AAAAAAAAACE/pKAliI9jdSw/s320/DSCN0414_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031653789376915970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RdQGMWyPKfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nT9Uk4p11qk/s1600-h/DSCN0418_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RdQGMWyPKfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nT9Uk4p11qk/s320/DSCN0418_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031653493024172530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;                           Stu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pid Cupid y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ou'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;re a real mean guy  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;                           I'd like to clip your wings so you can't fly  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;                            I am in love and it's a crying shame  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;                            A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nd I know that you're the one to blame  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;                            Hey hey set me free  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;                             Stupid Cupid stop picking on me......&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;  I love the above so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ng very very much....Too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;bad...the cupid still ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;n't f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ind me. :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this year Valentines....is very different for me. As usual....celebrate it alone. However, I had nice gift from my student, Chocolates and cake, nice Valentines dinner with Alice &amp; Cheryl, and a nice Valentine's eve mamak meet up with Edwin, Eileen &amp;amp; Sue who came from Nilai!!!!!!!!..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I've pre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;red  some songs to play for the Valentines day, such as "Canon in D", "My Valentines", "Amazing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Grace " Those were the romantic songs.....It was great....Thanks to my parents who force me to learn piano, at least i can play some nice song on the Grand Piano!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~~~~~~~~~KUDOS Mum + Dad~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Valentines Day....is a "big day" to couples. Some guys will take the opportunity to ask a gal to be his gal fren. However, there are some couples choose the day to BREAK OFF!!!!!! That is too cruel........ I was little lucky, we broke off 1 month b4 Valentine's day. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Thought i will get some reply of "Happy Valentine's Day" from some one that i sms. It seems no reply....kinda sad....well...forget it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Chinese New Year just few more days to go........Hereby, i would like to wishes everyone who i know......&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GONG XI FATT CHAI!!!!!!!! ANG PAO NA LAI!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;~~~~~~~~~tong tong chiang.....tong tong chiang......~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-8249295147673913585?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/8249295147673913585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=8249295147673913585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/8249295147673913585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/8249295147673913585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day....'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RdQGdmyPKgI/AAAAAAAAACE/pKAliI9jdSw/s72-c/DSCN0414_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-6078801529267497412</id><published>2007-02-09T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T06:22:06.020-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My thoughts....'/><title type='text'>I did it again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RcyDeWyPKcI/AAAAAAAAABU/8H2r7G1cLZ4/s1600-h/DSCN0402_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 244px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RcyDeWyPKcI/AAAAAAAAABU/8H2r7G1cLZ4/s320/DSCN0402_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029539441401604546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well, undeniable....i did it again!!!!!! Sigh.....it is really difficult to like some one. When you think of him...i dont think he will think of you. He has a nice voice when talking on the phone. Most of our conversation are business talk. Occasionally,we will talk other topic.Sometimes, we did sms....but...end up complaint...too mahal! Cant blame...different country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Anyway, just hope we can built in the relationship...better stage? Hmm...not hoping anything for that. Just live happily. ;) &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/8488474490870543007-6078801529267497412?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6078801529267497412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=6078801529267497412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/6078801529267497412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/6078801529267497412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-did-it-again.html' title='I did it again....'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RcyDeWyPKcI/AAAAAAAAABU/8H2r7G1cLZ4/s72-c/DSCN0402_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-8454080635332969306</id><published>2007-02-07T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:38:24.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mode of Mood ...from me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Kinda frustrated recently!!! Why? thanks to my part time boy. Created so many problems to me and my colleague. We feel like wanna strangle him!!!!!!! A SPM leaver, yet thinking is really that innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Shit...recently think of something different where never happen in my life for a year. Aiya....why do i "step" in again? What if i fail again and get hurt? But, if i never try? I would nv know, right? Anyway....is to far from me. Although is a bus distance. Still Far.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Last weekend , attended my friend's wedding lunch a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;t Klang. I didn't know he has a GF!!!! (Now...is wife) when he passed me the "red bomb" my res&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ponse was..... SHOCKED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha...he cant be a bachelor again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rcq26ZwIatI/AAAAAAAAABA/jlMtV2rH1Ag/s1600-h/DSCN0411_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rcq26ZwIatI/AAAAAAAAABA/jlMtV2rH1Ag/s320/DSCN0411_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029033048374012626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Last Thursday was public holiday. I followed Felicia's n her hubby to Genting Highland and Andrew also came along with us. Well, no one is going to work on the next day except ME! However, i still insist to follow them to Genting although i was told they will only be back in the early morning. what to do...long time nv been there....so...just followed lor.&lt;br /&gt;Both her hubby n Andrew went to Casino, i n my chabo...sipping our coffee at StarBucks. Even plan to curi the mug back!!!! Too bad...our bag is not big enough. hahaha.........                                                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I reached home at 5.30am....slept for few hours...and ready to work at 10am. Then...i felt dizzy n blur!!!!! *padan muka lor* *sendiri cari pasal*  I will sti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;ll follow them in the future...IF...there is invitation from them. hehehehhehehe...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rcq2LpwIarI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9GA-ayicU1o/s1600-h/DSCN0405_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 218px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rcq2LpwIarI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9GA-ayicU1o/s320/DSCN0405_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029032245215128242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rcq2nJwIasI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vt18EVg7oYU/s1600-h/DSCN0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rcq2nJwIasI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vt18EVg7oYU/s320/DSCN0408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029032717661530818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-8454080635332969306?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/8454080635332969306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=8454080635332969306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/8454080635332969306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/8454080635332969306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2007/02/mode-of-mood-from-me.html' title='Mode of Mood ...from me'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp1.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/Rcq26ZwIatI/AAAAAAAAABA/jlMtV2rH1Ag/s72-c/DSCN0411_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-8630395501951879383</id><published>2007-01-27T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T21:16:30.482-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Charming Bridegroom n the Lovely Bride...n the Cool Fren....'/><title type='text'>My buddie's Wedding Dinner....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RbwxMg14gtI/AAAAAAAAAAY/C61J5USKK9w/s1600-h/DSCN0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024945375282758354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RbwxMg14gtI/AAAAAAAAAAY/C61J5USKK9w/s320/DSCN0397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RbwxNA14guI/AAAAAAAAAAg/JhxvG9jA7s8/s1600-h/DSCN0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024945383872692962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RbwxNA14guI/AAAAAAAAAAg/JhxvG9jA7s8/s320/DSCN0400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" If there were no words…no way to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I would still hear youIf there were no tears…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No way to feel inside, I'd still feel for you&lt;br /&gt;And even if the sun refused to shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Even if romance ran out of rhyme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You would still have my heart until the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're all I need, my love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my Valentine"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;This song, title "Valentines" has been played during Felicia's wedding dinner together with her slide show presentation. The dinner took place at Sheraton Subang Hotel on the 27th Jan 2007. There was a cocktail section before the dinner start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;We both knew each other during Informatics in Melaka. Now, both of us are in PJ. Staying nearby!!!! After dating her husband for few year, finally....they choose to be long life partner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;HereBy,i would like to wish both of them....Have a happy family...Stay healthy and of cos ....Friendship Forever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-8630395501951879383?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/8630395501951879383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=8630395501951879383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/8630395501951879383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/8630395501951879383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-buddies-wedding-dinner.html' title='My buddie&apos;s Wedding Dinner....'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp0.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RbwxMg14gtI/AAAAAAAAAAY/C61J5USKK9w/s72-c/DSCN0397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8488474490870543007.post-3024642053228506033</id><published>2007-01-25T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T19:04:26.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A pissed day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Arggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Everthing turn up side down today. I got to cancel my student class...but i cant get thru her phone....i was told to have lunch appointment with the Rep on Thursday, but when i reached Bangsar Village n rang him up.....He said....the appointment if on Friday, not Thursday....Sigh...without further Q....i agreed to meet him Friday, which is today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i hope everything turn out nicely today. Sigh~~~~ i got to rearrange my student lesson!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-3024642053228506033?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/3024642053228506033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=3024642053228506033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/3024642053228506033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/3024642053228506033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2007/01/pissed-day.html' title='A pissed day..'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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-8488474490870543007.post-5105019555793647513</id><published>2007-01-22T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T19:25:54.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAIN Concert...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;As usual, get into my car n ready to work...tune in my favorite channel...HITz FM, JJ &amp; Rudy...my favorite morning crew. There it comes...a caller called up n said she wanna play the game to win ticket  RAIN's concert, and she said she wanna do this for her daughter because the young lady is soooooo crazy of Rain. The mother said...she wanna surprise her daughter with that because she got a good result in PMR. So...after several Q by JJ&amp;RUdy...she won the tickets!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wow...it was so great for me! The mother was sounded excited and yelled at the phone....hahaha....it was quite funny also. What a lucky daughter who has a mum like this.......Well....all mother are great....because of their children....they willing to do everything to make them happy....but...of cos....make sure you have GOOD results!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;KUDOS to all Mothers~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-5105019555793647513?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/5105019555793647513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=5105019555793647513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/5105019555793647513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/5105019555793647513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2007/01/rain-concert.html' title='RAIN Concert...'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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-8488474490870543007.post-6321795370418986673</id><published>2007-01-20T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T21:31:54.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Stories who we encountered......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RbLvmw14gsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/J7tJvxIpcdc/s1600-h/29519931552943l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RbLvmw14gsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/J7tJvxIpcdc/s320/29519931552943l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022339983696495298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wow...here i am again after so long...didn't do anything to my blog (although i did some in my Friendster last time). Sometimes, I'm just too malas to type on the blog, although there are so many things to be share with friends. Well...maybe i should try to blog it again...since after my lovely Sister,had a nice blog...so, i think i wanna "BLOG" again. :)&lt;br /&gt; Undeniable, i have 3 friends who are getting marry this month. Gosh....what a surprise. All at my age and i am still NOT attach with some one?! Oh no...this is really bad...and even sad.....such a looser? Do u think so?......&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;One of my good buddy just told me that she's thinking  of getting herself a BF...because sometimes she feel real bored. So....getting a BF to kill time? Is this what happen to all the couples out there?A question the think of........&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Getting a distance relationship is really ...good? or bad? Well, to me...i think the Con is more than the Pro. In fact, if you end up with a foreigner....U really need more time to "explore" his culture..life's style...in fact, to learn their LANGUAGE!!!!!! Ohayo.........................Arigato.....etc.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Well, it wouldn't be as bad as some guy who buzzing u all the time....and u will think he really "likes" u? and even....he called u everynite....chat with u....asked u out for date.......BUT....how can a guy just sms to a gal whereby...he is asking some nasty and censored questions???!!! THIS IS A REAL JERK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!SMACK IT, on the floor!!!!!!!!! Sigh.....pity my friend who received this type of sms.....and know this type of Maniac.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Besides, what happen to a gentleman where...there was just some misunderstanding between he and a gal.The gal had all things to explained and both party were stop contact for awhile...However...the guy will "blocked" her on MSN???!!! Oh God....can i say this guy is sooooooooo petty??? Pls allow me to say so...........&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Another of my friend who encounter a different story...a Married guy dated her out to makan.....seems like interested her....HELLO....u r married!!!!! be FAITHFUL!!!!!!! Sigh.....how many marriage can being HARAP???!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well...as for me....still the same....after broke up...i live more happily.Luckily....then...my dearest sis...Alice Cheong appeared in my life...we hang out together....with Jo..&amp; Cheryl....I still have my Vonne Vonne...n Celine who bawa me to attend Alpha course at their church... Although i'm not a christian yet......Maddy...who always corrected my English....very fierce teacher!!! My dearest...Mrs Lim...(Felicia)...who always ajar me go here n there....but she married liao........n yet...she still wanna hang out with me...hahahahah......I still have all my students around me...sometimes....really bengang when teach them. (but...i'm still a good teacher! hahaha...)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally, i got my 3rd piano teacher, for my Diploma stage (ATCL). She is good. NOT fierce and won't beat me! haha...all the phobia i had since i was young...i kena beaten badly.....well...pay for the expensive fee...so...just hope to my my exam....i know is tough...well...to get better qualification....i have to spend time practicing....spend my $$$ in buying those mahal books. Cant do much shopping...............sob sob.....:(&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Ok...i think i stop here 1st....my stomach is a bit naughty...i gotta run..............Adiosssssssssssssss~~~~~~~ C U next Blog......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8488474490870543007-6321795370418986673?l=jesschloe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/feeds/6321795370418986673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8488474490870543007&amp;postID=6321795370418986673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/6321795370418986673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8488474490870543007/posts/default/6321795370418986673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesschloe.blogspot.com/2007/01/those-stories-who-we-encountered.html' title='Those Stories who we encountered......'/><author><name>JessChloe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10386479627820901001</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://bp3.blogger.com/_DIpf3J88hx0/RbLvmw14gsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/J7tJvxIpcdc/s72-c/29519931552943l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
