<?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-6316847</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:25:43.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweetz Jamie</title><subtitle type='html'>I am just a simple gal looking for someone who cares and loves me... i am someone who is very afraid of loneliness and darkness, and i need someone to guide through these moments together... my dream is to marry someone who i love him very much, and hope that our relationship will last forever... sweetz</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-682790390660074842</id><published>2007-09-10T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T22:03:04.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrations...</title><summary type='text'>College on friday was a disaster! Three and a half hours of day-dreaming, don't understand what was taught in class, just too tired after a hectic hours of working. I had tried very hard to listen to Mrs. Geetha class, but I kept falling asleep without even knowing it until my head rolled to the side, laying my heavy head on the side of the wall. Lucky I got record down the whole voice </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/682790390660074842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/682790390660074842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#682790390660074842' title='Celebrations...'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1OwGy_p6HA/Rt-Jxg1uDtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VzeFvwavhtk/s72-c/Photo225_145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-8071516851568666912</id><published>2007-09-01T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T11:43:56.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates, and more updates..</title><summary type='text'>I've slept 8 hours.. but why am I still feeling sleeeeeeepy.... Love the weather nowadays =) cooling and it makes sleeping under the cosy covers very shiok, haha.. had a lazy weekend.. but met up with friends to spend the saturday night togetherWent shopping with 2 charming guys ~ Jonathan &amp; Joseph yesterday after work.. I'm so bored at work, they are the ones who entertained me with lots of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/8071516851568666912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/8071516851568666912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8071516851568666912' title='Updates, and more updates..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/RtjQxetviGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/UfdNmJVDvrY/s72-c/s-IMG_1546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-736444104427024751</id><published>2007-08-28T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T23:37:14.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Updates..</title><summary type='text'>Marked my 8mth working at Polo Ralph Lauren, happen to like that lovely place, my bosses and colleauges are very nice, I'm happy working there. The favourite part about that place, is the flexibility of the working hours (7hr per day) and my job scope, bit boring sometimes but quite challenging during month/year-end closing.My table during month-end closing..*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/736444104427024751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/736444104427024751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#736444104427024751' title='More Updates..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/RtQxC-tviCI/AAAAAAAAAWw/KOCRv7RwLjo/s72-c/polo+ralph+lauren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-2626590139491735946</id><published>2007-08-23T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T00:37:08.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More about me..</title><summary type='text'>I am an idealist and miss little prefect lovely lady. I'm still very much, at heart, someone who wishes to see the world as a reflection of "Care-a-lot" - the cloud-land home of the Care Bears. I am a kind-warm-hearted, love to be loved, bring happiness to everyone around me, cherish every friendships.. I'm a little girl with a thousand smiles.. Xi Nu Ai LeLove to me, is nothing.. So empty, so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/2626590139491735946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/2626590139491735946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#2626590139491735946' title='More about me..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9jkre8LIIE/Rs22LetviAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/OBg22etDyN8/s72-c/lucys-advice5.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-286578877208929798</id><published>2007-08-19T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:47:33.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates..</title><summary type='text'>Yipee, I had graduated from my favourite brand Artistry Beauty Workshop..I really learnt alot of knowledge and tips on how to look good, basic cleanser techniques, professional markup skills and grooming skills.. I didn't know that the knowledge I knew and used before, are all wrong.. Until attending the beauty workshops, a total of 6 lessons only cost me $175. One good things about this workshop</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/286578877208929798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/286578877208929798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#286578877208929798' title='Updates..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9jkre8LIIE/Rscdq-tvh2I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/3mT6Eoc4oi8/s72-c/spring07_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-786423569212019751</id><published>2007-08-12T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:26:26.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lost my fav. pendant..</title><summary type='text'>I lost my favourite pendant while on my way back home on Saturday night after the movie ~ Secret. I found it so fishy, it's so strange, my necklace is still around my neck but only my pendant is gone.. Where had it gone? I went back to where I went to before, but I can't it anywhere.. It gone forever, my close friend bought it for me as my last year birthday present.. It's gone, I'm so extremely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/786423569212019751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/786423569212019751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#786423569212019751' title='I lost my fav. pendant..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9jkre8LIIE/Rr8XNshu7aI/AAAAAAAAAVA/nlCL2Xk0BP8/s72-c/IMG_8806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-7514265765988681897</id><published>2007-08-05T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T09:40:30.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Joseph..</title><summary type='text'>Welcome back &amp; Happy Birthday to my dearest godbrother ~ Joseph, hope you like my plan and presents.. The whole event ended with full of fun and laughter. Just like those days we are young, its bring back our precious memory... Whenever I encountered problems, I will come to him for help, and he will show his gentleman geatures to help me.. He always there for me when I need help, just like my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/7514265765988681897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/7514265765988681897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#7514265765988681897' title='Happy Birthday Joseph..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/RrUdk8hu7XI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Wx6zFnSx1SA/s72-c/picpic001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-4000924421885310065</id><published>2007-07-28T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T09:23:35.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H.A.P.P.Y</title><summary type='text'>Hahaa, I am very happy another 1 more day to go, tomorrow is my last day of detox. Finally it was to over liao, feel very exhausted at the beginning, I even got very sick on my 12 days of detox, but my mentor said that it is normal it is part of detox cycle, after 2 days I am fully recovered, and feeling so healthy and felt myself change into a different image. I lost a total of 3.5kg in a 14 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/4000924421885310065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/4000924421885310065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#4000924421885310065' title='H.A.P.P.Y'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-6405051757186360070</id><published>2007-07-21T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T22:04:55.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sianz week.. I'm bored</title><summary type='text'>What a weekend, I was all alone today from morning till now.. I am so bored at home, no one to go out with, so lonely.. I am so lost, extremely lost of myself.. Most of my friends are being attached, only left me lonely alone... Cried ( *.^) ...Today 21 July 2o07 5.15pm, windy cloudy day: Went cycling alone at East Coast today afternoon, with my camera, pens &amp; my dairy.. I sat under a shade of a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/6405051757186360070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/6405051757186360070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6405051757186360070' title='Sianz week.. I&apos;m bored'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-2739279997415694590</id><published>2007-07-14T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T09:27:57.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 days of detox..</title><summary type='text'>I will start my very first 14 days detox session on next monday 16 July 2007.. I am so excited and the same time worry that I cannot fulfilled the whole 14 days. Wish me "All the Best.."My main purpose of detox is not only to slim down, but the main reason is to improve my face complexion. Face is the most important assets, is like a x-ray of your health.. Just a simple grow of pimple on your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/2739279997415694590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/2739279997415694590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#2739279997415694590' title='14 days of detox..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-6005975680719379314</id><published>2007-07-08T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T11:48:27.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07-07-07</title><summary type='text'>7 July 2007 mark a memorable day for my lovely pretty little cousin wedding ceremony. Stepping into the next stage of life. Having another new life thus I wish her "All the Best and May all your dreams come true.." Congratulation to my lovely Tiffany and Kelvin.Mr Kelvin Law, pls promise me to take care of my little lovely princess Tiffany ok.. If she lost a piece of hair or she tell me that you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/6005975680719379314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/6005975680719379314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6005975680719379314' title='07-07-07'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9jkre8LIIE/RpBBwUvmUzI/AAAAAAAAASA/j_DliBz0eIA/s72-c/Scan10038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-3752193384969989434</id><published>2007-06-29T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T00:33:54.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed with ..</title><summary type='text'>Yo yo, it's being 2 weeks not login to my blog.. What the hell I am up with, I am totally overwhelmed with alot of things. No time to update my blog, no time to hang out with my lovely gang of friends and family members. This year birthday, my wish is to spend ample time to cherish my precious moments with my friends and family.Update:1) Today when I was on my way home, I accidentially fall into </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3752193384969989434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3752193384969989434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#3752193384969989434' title='Overwhelmed with ..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-3027672210134664785</id><published>2007-06-17T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:59:24.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200 Pounds Beauty..</title><summary type='text'>I am so addicted to this korean drama movie ~ 200 Pound Beauty, I repeated and repeated it several times.. It was so Lighthearted, witty, bitingly funny, and heartwarming, it touches my heart, melt it into pieces, I even cried thoughout the whole scene..It brings back my memories of me before (When Romance Meets Destiny).. I was once a fat ugly girl, who had secretly fall in love with a guy that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3027672210134664785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3027672210134664785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#3027672210134664785' title='200 Pounds Beauty..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-3116304609778599234</id><published>2007-06-12T07:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T08:25:27.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New image..</title><summary type='text'>I am going to curl my hair this friday evening after work.. I am so excitied how the outcome will be after doing it, I need a new image of myself, a fresh new look.. Quite tired of my straight hair liao.. 20+ years of straight hair, maybe is the time to change a new look of me, a more feminine and sexy look of me.. How I look? Nice.. Most of my friends said that I look better with curl wavy hair </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3116304609778599234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3116304609778599234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#3116304609778599234' title='New image..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/Rm3ZXU2uaAI/AAAAAAAAARo/Hiy_uudDE1s/s72-c/Picture(75).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-3743695218224687485</id><published>2007-05-31T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T20:10:07.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerve Breaking..</title><summary type='text'>I am super stress, extremely stress now.. 6 more days to exams.. God pls help me.. Nothing get into my head, totally blank, feeling so dizzy now, going to get sick very soon.. I feel so lonely and sick now, I really wish I can hold on to someone, lend on to his shoulder and hug him tightly, and cry my doubts out to him.. I am going mad soon, so tired of myself, I'm extremely overloaded.. Today </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3743695218224687485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3743695218224687485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3743695218224687485' title='Nerve Breaking..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-2541453986448576963</id><published>2007-05-24T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:54:25.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying in progress...</title><summary type='text'>Exam coming in 2 weeks time... wow wow I am not prepare it at all.. oh shit how??Nerve breaking moments! Heat filling up my head.. I’m been overwhelm with work and studies, going to die soon, hahaa, god help me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/2541453986448576963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/2541453986448576963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2541453986448576963' title='Studying in progress...'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-981938090551575990</id><published>2007-05-12T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:02:16.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank U, Joyce</title><summary type='text'>Thank U my dearest bubby Joyce..Thanks her for bringing me this opportunity to expand my boundary of success. Thanks her for bringing me to see freedom, success and miracle..I really learnt alot after going over to Taiwan, I really understanding the story behind it. I had no regret going over there, I will like to thanks her for encouraging and insist me to go. With all my friends' encouragement,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/981938090551575990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/981938090551575990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#981938090551575990' title='Thank U, Joyce'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/RkU1WXTMT5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/gOyBTwbP21A/s72-c/544037948l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-5945783637993544770</id><published>2007-04-22T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T00:15:34.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan Trip</title><summary type='text'>Wow, from 27 April - 1 May 2007, I will be going to taiwan with a huge group of friends, for Peng Laoshi's Double Diamond Recognition Rally.. I am so excited.. First time going overseas with a huge group of 100 plus buddies, everywhere we go, we will be grab attention.. Looking at the itenary and accommodation and all yummy food, Wooo hooo... Abalone, lobster, Sashimi, Prawns, etc.. I'm so hungry</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/5945783637993544770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/5945783637993544770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5945783637993544770' title='Taiwan Trip'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9jkre8LIIE/RiuF1ETIs9I/AAAAAAAAARA/2QY-d7A7V9E/s72-c/SPA50159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-2371971132841371746</id><published>2007-04-19T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T23:54:45.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pursue my happiness</title><summary type='text'>Didn't sleep well for last night... just felt strange and the lights just turn off and on again.. when I wake up again, those I want on are off, those I want on are off =___= hope I'm imagining things which I am super capable of. (or maybe the are just faulty hor) but I thought I felt someone or something hugged me or was on top of me? Maybe I'm dreamingg.. If it happens again, I am going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/2371971132841371746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/2371971132841371746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2371971132841371746' title='Pursue my happiness'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/Rid2e0TIs0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/hsjTzZskkVE/s72-c/unrequired+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-5793537941917042601</id><published>2007-04-13T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T23:09:49.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Makeover..</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, I am so lucky to be selected by Cleo to have a free professional makeover.. I am so excited to see how the outcome will be.. I am looking forwards to see my pictures. Before and after..Actually it is a lucky draws organised my Cleo, they are looking for new faces, so my friends and I just simply send our lovely photos to Cleo for fun.. Last Thursday afternoon, I received a call from Cleo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/5793537941917042601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/5793537941917042601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5793537941917042601' title='Free Makeover..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-1375648362309716601</id><published>2007-04-08T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T00:28:56.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opportunities..</title><summary type='text'>I actually forgo my sec friends' gathering yesterday, and attended a "Mei Meng Cheng Zhen" talk. I didn't know whether I am doing the right thing anot, but my friends insisted to advise me to attend the talk. Is the life time opportunity, hardly got any opportunity again (0.001% probability) that the speaker will come to Singapore..When we reached there around 5pm, there were alot of people </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/1375648362309716601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/1375648362309716601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#1375648362309716601' title='Opportunities..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/Rhj7Pb-NXMI/AAAAAAAAAPY/BWusMg3cHFE/s72-c/Picture(73).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-8437415207664252238</id><published>2007-04-03T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T20:56:22.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth is..</title><summary type='text'>Now I know that it isn't me annoying someone. In fact I don't even know why..I now remember why I never wanted to open my heart and my thoughts to anyone... Now I remember why I never trust peoples' words when they say they will be there for me.. Because many times they leave me to more hurt when that time comes..Now I remember why I stop crying over my bf(s) and friends because the hurt is too </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/8437415207664252238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/8437415207664252238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8437415207664252238' title='The truth is..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9jkre8LIIE/RhJJ3LSBwqI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/B_8-WerVpEc/s72-c/fool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-7048700764641070398</id><published>2007-03-31T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T22:15:50.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lost friend..</title><summary type='text'>I had just lost a close friend, Anna Wong.. She had passed away infront of me today afternoon..I wish it was just a dream, but I and Janice had face the real scene of seeing her falling down from her cond.. I received her call, she was crying when we were on the phone, I can felt something strange about her.. After held out the phone with her, I quickly called my best friend Janice to accompany </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/7048700764641070398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/7048700764641070398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7048700764641070398' title='A lost friend..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-1324200630603537812</id><published>2007-03-27T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:34:54.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toilet Incident..</title><summary type='text'>I am so so exhausted today, I slept only 4 hrs yesterday night.. These few weeks, I won't have a good sleep, I had being thinking of something when sleeping.. I'm so tired tired.. I'm so sleepy after coming back from lunch, I even fall asleep at one of lady toilet cubicle today afternoon for about 10 minutes.. I went MIA for minutes, I'm wondering whether anyone had noticed me that I went missing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/1324200630603537812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/1324200630603537812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1324200630603537812' title='Toilet Incident..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-2032513373033690303</id><published>2007-03-25T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:42:08.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream..</title><summary type='text'>My dream is to be a successful lady boss one day, opening up a small florist shop.. The shop doesn't have to be very big, just a small business will do, but it has to be very refined and romantic.. Everywhere will be placed with beautiful lovely flowers; when customers come in the shop, they will smell the scent of beautiful flowers.. That feelings will be great.. I will make the shop very cozy, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/2032513373033690303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/2032513373033690303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2032513373033690303' title='My dream..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-937871088109362427</id><published>2007-03-23T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T02:18:39.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Sweetie Tortoise..</title><summary type='text'>To my dearest Tortoise Eva, Thanks for being by my side always, thanks for your company, nice to have u as my friend, nice to have a lovely companion like u, nice shopping and talking to you.. Once again, thank u so much.. Muacksss!THANK U.. cya soon</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/937871088109362427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/937871088109362427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#937871088109362427' title='Thanks Sweetie Tortoise..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/RgLHB4OR6GI/AAAAAAAAAPE/w1-AARUncUA/s72-c/jamie_eva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-4418247842025302614</id><published>2007-03-19T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:05:36.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><summary type='text'>Have been blogging since May 2004. I've been keeping this blog going for almost 3 years.I've been hooked on to blogging ever since. I could go on and on, getting so wordy and emotional that will make people cry through my entries, Hahaha.. My writing style changes as I goes by.On a personal level, why I keep this blog pretty much alive is because I want to record down the things I've gone through</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/4418247842025302614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/4418247842025302614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4418247842025302614' title='Blogging'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-1186091188397533232</id><published>2007-03-17T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T01:39:11.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U can called me Shopping Queen</title><summary type='text'>I went to watch a movie "The Messenger", and went shopping with Kaze yesterday after work.. We went to my favourite shopping playground "Far East Level 1", heehee guess what, I bought alot of stuffs back.. One 3/4 jeans, two black trendy T-shirts, and one sunglasses.. I spent almost $100 just 2 hours of shopping.. Wow, U can called me a "Shopping Queen"..It's really fun to hang out with my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/1186091188397533232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/1186091188397533232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1186091188397533232' title='U can called me Shopping Queen'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-3034901110941104077</id><published>2007-03-14T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T00:11:47.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinful dinner..</title><summary type='text'>Last monday night went to Niqqi’s the cheese prata shop (so called the NUS roti prata) for dinner with Andy, Eva and Huiting.. It is my first time having dinner at 10pm, and this prata shop is the preferred choice for late night supper. Actually that’s the only thing i love about the cheese prata shop — they serve a mean roti john.. Very savory and satisfying! one serving is already sufficient </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3034901110941104077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3034901110941104077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3034901110941104077' title='Sinful dinner..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/RfgVqbRl8LI/AAAAAAAAAOc/IJJoQo2jj4g/s72-c/SPA50075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-1118397373895789920</id><published>2007-03-11T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T09:31:52.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos..</title><summary type='text'>Oh gosh, I am getting interested in this expensive hobbies of taking photos.. All thanks to my photography kakis cum close-friend Derrick, he was the one who introduced this to me. It's expensive but I love being posed as his model.. In recognition of the fun, sweaty and hard time we had together in pursue of one single objective, to get THAT one picture (fireworks)!My fav pics...Sunset view from</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/1118397373895789920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/1118397373895789920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1118397373895789920' title='Photos..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/RfNT6LRl8JI/AAAAAAAAAOM/e90tZYmqn2k/s72-c/sunset+view+from+Singapore+HDB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-6913911999905861851</id><published>2007-03-07T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T09:44:32.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My philosopy of Life..</title><summary type='text'>I have a very simple philosophy (= attitude to life) - enjoy life. Is to enjoy life to the fullest.. Be happy always, and forget about the past.. Take thing easy and let go easy (Happy-go-lucky)..Life is like a roller-coaster, there always full of ups and downs, with each hurdle, we become stronger and learned. This experiences we garner will allows us to work towards a better life and handle </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/6913911999905861851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/6913911999905861851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6913911999905861851' title='My philosopy of Life..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-4253741967948999142</id><published>2007-03-03T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T20:35:38.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutual trust doesn't exist..</title><summary type='text'>I will not forgive someone who had lied to me, to be a mutual trust is very important. A lie is just a lie, nothing can cover a lie for something.. When someone who is very close with me, happen to betray me, I will never forgive him anymore.. Why are you hurting me by telling me a lie at the first place, why don't you tell me the truth, maybe I can forgive you. But you had made a full of lie and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/4253741967948999142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/4253741967948999142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4253741967948999142' title='Mutual trust doesn&apos;t exist..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-5914565704496572393</id><published>2007-03-01T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:46:38.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy week</title><summary type='text'>Busy busy, been busy with my social life lately that I've no time to blog. Busy gathering around with difference type of friends this week, spending some special moments with them, time spent chatting and eating around.. Oh gosh, I think I am getting fatter now, need to go on diet again... Ok ok I will do a quick update now...Happy Birthday my dearest Joanna, OMG how old is she, she is borned in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/5914565704496572393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/5914565704496572393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5914565704496572393' title='Busy week'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-4544066844073450866</id><published>2007-02-22T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T23:32:09.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2007</title><summary type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year, Gong Xi Fai Cai...I wish everyone lots of good luck and fortune, and wish your friends/family/near and dear ones happiness and prosperity in the New Year.These are just part of the ang bao I got this CNY.. Feeling so embarrassed going around to collect red packets at this age.. Most of my friends had got married, its my first time receiving red packets from them, guessing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/4544066844073450866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/4544066844073450866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4544066844073450866' title='CNY 2007'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/Rd2KPkXbx0I/AAAAAAAAANE/nOFtM8Iqlc4/s72-c/cny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-3964274371470118087</id><published>2007-02-15T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T11:30:47.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><summary type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day to all !!TO Couples TO Friends TO SinglesTO Everybody on earth!Hope that all couples remain sweet forever and all singles to find their true love soon. =)This is the best Valentine's Day ever happened (it may never happen again wahhhaha). Received quite alot of sms, emails, e-cards, gifts, chocolate and flowers yesterday.. Early in the morning, someone drove me to work and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3964274371470118087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3964274371470118087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3964274371470118087' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/Rdr8YUXbxyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5eUIV99bpn0/s72-c/jamie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-261518655341063231</id><published>2007-02-10T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T12:32:31.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E</title><summary type='text'>I am so happy for someone, she finally find her true love. Oh gosh, when will my turn come... I feel very lost now, How? I will be celebrating my valentine day alone at home... Dun worry about me, I am be alright... Thanks for your concern.What is love to me?L.0.V.E to me is to give each other happiness &amp; trust.. I believe in fate.. somehow somewhere we will meet again one day..Just a sweet notes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/261518655341063231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/261518655341063231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#261518655341063231' title='L.O.V.E'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-5235884911954209360</id><published>2007-02-02T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:31:41.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy week...</title><summary type='text'>I'm so glad today is Friday.Because my energy is so drain out this week that I think I really need a good rest this weekend.I am so so busy and tired this week, not able to have a good sleep this week, every night keep on thinking of my unfinished job, the unclear invoices, my tight deadlines; I slept for only for 4-5 hour every night. I am so tired, tired of going to work every weekdays, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/5235884911954209360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/5235884911954209360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5235884911954209360' title='Busy week...'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9jkre8LIIE/RcNlYIYMe7I/AAAAAAAAAL0/tmVY7wv5g00/s72-c/DSC00122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-352406783133078748</id><published>2007-01-24T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:57:33.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy, Delighted &amp; Blessed..</title><summary type='text'>This month January 2007, there is alot of things happened to me.. I am very happy, delighted and blessed this month, becos alot of my close friends are very concerned about me (especially on my love). They will get time out to accompany me to keep me occupy. Thanks you'll so much, muackss..My best friends Derrick &amp; Maple is getting married on this Saturday at St Teresa's Church. This week, I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/352406783133078748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/352406783133078748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#352406783133078748' title='Happy, Delighted &amp; Blessed..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9jkre8LIIE/RbdU9u-e5lI/AAAAAAAAALc/Nhd6RxfTVig/s72-c/Bb%2Bfreya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-7063141160708182033</id><published>2007-01-21T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T10:33:17.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY shopping..</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I went shopping at Orchard Road with 2 tall not-bad-looking guyfriends. Whenever we are walking along the Orchard path, people around us will tend to take a 2nd look on us. It's strange, I can see people infront of us whispering about us, hahaa maybe they are jealous of me having 2 handsome men beside me. It is my first time walking along Orchard Road like a princess with 2 bodyguards, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/7063141160708182033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/7063141160708182033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#7063141160708182033' title='CNY shopping..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-892340324161539547</id><published>2007-01-18T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T17:50:32.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donut Factory @ Raffles City Basement..</title><summary type='text'>Whenever I walked pass this small donut outlet, there will always be a very long stretch of people queueing up to buy a box. It can be quite stupid to queue up for around 20 minutes to just to buy 1 donut. I am guessing, if the queue is so long, does that mean that the doughnut is great?Tuesday night, I had a msn discussion with a guyfriend, Shawn on the topic of food. We shared the same interest</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/892340324161539547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/892340324161539547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#892340324161539547' title='Donut Factory @ Raffles City Basement..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/Ra68nn2UlsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/6hUOLZH28Lc/s72-c/donut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-2534509072898469663</id><published>2007-01-10T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:25:41.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy helping Maple's wedding..</title><summary type='text'>27 Jan 2007, my sweet lovely godsister is getting married. This is my first time attending Navy Officer wedding at St Teresa's Church, it must be very grand with all the officers around. I must open my eyes very big, and dress myself very pretty-sweet-lovely on that day to charm the guys there, wow I am so excited..This will be my LAST TIME of being bridesmaid, I promise.. I am not supersititous,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/2534509072898469663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/2534509072898469663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2534509072898469663' title='Busy helping Maple&apos;s wedding..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/RaRKW3eXw1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/ZZBQGuOz5Wk/s72-c/web9a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-3567192778287180621</id><published>2007-01-07T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T09:48:25.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship vs. Relationship</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday night, I had a small gathering with my close friends, having coffee gossip in Siglap Coffee Club, Our first gathering in year 2007, its simply yet fulfilling.. Time really passes by very fast, we had known each other for more than 10 years liao, wow that is very long for me, I am getting older now. Everyone are occupied with their loves one, but for me, I am nothing... I am alone and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3567192778287180621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/3567192778287180621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3567192778287180621' title='Friendship vs. Relationship'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9jkre8LIIE/RaBaAHeXwpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/K7FQi7CCJIA/s72-c/brokenlove.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-5806934111479258565</id><published>2006-12-31T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T23:49:02.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a very very Happy New Year</title><summary type='text'>Today is 31 Dec 11am, the last day of 2006, another 13 hours to countdown to year 2007.Goodbye to year 2006 and a warm welcome to year 2007... What is my new year's resolution, hmm its very simple: I am looking forwards to the next phase of life and have a good health.The year 2006 is not a good year for me, alot of bad things happened to me. Really hope for a better year ahead...New Year </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/5806934111479258565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/5806934111479258565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#5806934111479258565' title='a very very Happy New Year'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9jkre8LIIE/RZpvT_Wc0hI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3KupXk1xsF4/s72-c/party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-8451558092830712357</id><published>2006-12-25T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T11:59:29.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas everyone, I am back from winterland. I was not around for a week, have anyone miss me anot... Whether yes or no, I miss u all so much when I was overseas...I am so sorry my friends, I hardly buy stuffs back becos the souvenirs are very expensive and the food there are really not nice. Guess what, people tend to gain weight when they were overseas, but I lost some weight..heehee. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/8451558092830712357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/8451558092830712357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#8451558092830712357' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9jkre8LIIE/RY_Zd7utHBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/CDyCBthGkLg/s72-c/korea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-6165440671441784421</id><published>2006-12-18T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T14:16:10.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates..</title><summary type='text'>Sorry my dear Kaze, I forget to post the pictures taken on 23 Nov 2006 which is your birthday.. Hope that you liked the arrangement we had done for you in Fabian's House, and the presents I had bought for u... Happy 22nd Birthday Kaze !!BeforeAfter, nice right.. our creation !!Kaze and SelinaOnce again, Happy Birthday Kaze... Muacksss~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Finally exams were over, I almost die... This </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/6165440671441784421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/6165440671441784421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#6165440671441784421' title='Updates..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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/_k9jkre8LIIE/RYYCLbutGoI/AAAAAAAAAAg/x-yDrsdaRb8/s72-c/SPA50471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-891353319404975388</id><published>2006-12-03T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T08:57:42.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams Coming..</title><summary type='text'>Look at my poor middle right finger, can anyone see the LUMP, it is paralyse now, its so painful. It's been a long time since I saw that lump again, exams are coming, always have this tendency to grip my pen hard.ACCA is getting tougher now, the Examiners in UK are real idoits, they are expecting more from us, increasing the standards to kill us from passing the papers, so they can more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/891353319404975388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/891353319404975388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#891353319404975388' title='Exams Coming..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9jkre8LIIE/RXIU8cNIkQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kv9U3mftzbY/s72-c/DSC01123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-116260510888826017</id><published>2006-11-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T11:12:39.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Nov 2006</title><summary type='text'>Happy 25th Birthday to: Kelis, ShuHui &amp; Jamie7 November 1981, there were 3 pretty babies being borned on the same day in KK hospital... Which is the eldest of all, no one knows... No matter who is the eldest, we were always be friends forever!! I will like to take this opportunity to thanks gods to arrange just a precious moments to have us meeting together. It must be a gift from the haven that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116260510888826017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116260510888826017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116260510888826017' title='7 Nov 2006'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-116239460709227850</id><published>2006-11-01T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T10:32:29.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday(s)</title><summary type='text'>Yipee, finally reach the month of November..I had being waiting for this for 12 months..I really looking for miracle to appear, alot of celebration(s) coming this early weeks of Nov..But still have to spend some time for studies... sianzBirthday02 Nov ~ Liana03 Nov ~ Yaping &amp; Hillman04 Nov ~ Janice07 Nov ~ ShuHui, Kelis and me11 Nov ~ Weifern12 Nov ~ Linda13 Nov ~ Joey18 Nov ~ MengWei20 Nov ~ </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116239460709227850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116239460709227850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116239460709227850' title='Birthday(s)'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-116178176978729086</id><published>2006-10-25T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T10:06:57.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Birthday Celebration(s)</title><summary type='text'>An early lovely birthday celebration on 21 Oct 2006 Saturday, with all my beloved animals gang... tortise, piglet, hamster and ostrich. I really enjoyed myself on that day, I really appreciate, touched and blessed, thanks alot of the lovely present ~ Escada ~ Island Kiss perfume. Yipee, one of the wishes had fulfilled.click it to enlarge...Dinner at Suntec City marche, desserts at Milenia Walk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116178176978729086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116178176978729086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116178176978729086' title='Early Birthday Celebration(s)'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-116135335819188328</id><published>2006-10-21T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T13:28:03.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thought...</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday night I had the same dream again, dream of him again... This poem is written for someone who is always holds a special place in my heart...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116135335819188328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116135335819188328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116135335819188328' title='My thought...'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-116104675716822803</id><published>2006-10-17T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T10:05:37.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still waiting for U...</title><summary type='text'>Yup I am stuck late last night to do some reading, the very first time studying till around 2am... very strange right, this is not the usual me, usually I will studying when the exams about to approach me, but this time round, the exams are getting tougher. I really no time liao, so need to study early... I am going crazy soon, god pls help me! hahaa but most of the time, I had being chatting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116104675716822803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116104675716822803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116104675716822803' title='I&apos;m still waiting for U...'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-116100561413380697</id><published>2006-10-16T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T21:17:59.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz(s) &amp; Joke(s)</title><summary type='text'>Are You a Romantic or Realistic?You are a Total RomanticFor you, love is like a fairy tale. Or magic. Or a Meg Ryan movie. Problem is, you sort of want all three. You bring the spark in the relationship. In turn, you expect your guy to keep the fire burning. Not a bad deal, as long as you find the right Prince.Click here for the quiz !Your Love Number is 6Who you fall in love with is all about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116100561413380697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116100561413380697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116100561413380697' title='Quiz(s) &amp; Joke(s)'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-116091519899794717</id><published>2006-10-15T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T00:03:59.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for brighten up my day</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to William Ma, your lame jokes this morning really help me to brighten up my day... I was so bored today, stay at home the whole day studying for my coming exams in Dec. Heehee, I had actually wrote him a testimonial yesterday night, but he is too shy to accept it, because the words I wrote touches him bah... But I don't know which part of the phrase touches him, I just wrote something </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116091519899794717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116091519899794717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116091519899794717' title='Thanks for brighten up my day'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-116079040538343260</id><published>2006-10-13T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T16:53:37.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just dropped my tears....</title><summary type='text'>I just dropped my tears tonight.. I couldn't control myself anymore.. I have tried holding myself back.. But I lost myself tonight, TotALLy... I AM SO ALONE .I cried and cried, after I put the phone down, tears continued to roll down. It hurts me even more when I think about it.. It seems like a simple phone conference discussion with the guys, but I told them "I dun know what got the better of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116079040538343260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116079040538343260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116079040538343260' title='I just dropped my tears....'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-116055981940230020</id><published>2006-10-11T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T17:54:42.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>millions of millons of "THANK U"</title><summary type='text'>First of all, my beloved god-mother had passed away on Monday early in the morning at around 2am, she died peacefully leaving no doubts. Died of stomach cancer at terminal stage.She had no one to look forwards to, all her children had migrated overseas, abandoned her completely leaving her in the old folk home all by herself. I had tried my best to contact them but can't get through... She was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116055981940230020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116055981940230020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116055981940230020' title='millions of millons of &quot;THANK U&quot;'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-116036608348061843</id><published>2006-10-09T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T12:06:37.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaping Wedding</title><summary type='text'>8 October 2006, SundayMy dear lovely friend of mine got married yesterday, I am very happy of her, she finally achieve what she always wanted to have in her life. In the bottom of my heart, I sincerely wishing Yaping and Kelvin a lifetime of happily-ever-after. Congratulations to your wedding !! Thanks for asking me to be your sister, I really enjoy myself yesterday... Hope your marriage is full </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116036608348061843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116036608348061843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116036608348061843' title='Yaping Wedding'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-116004446611232314</id><published>2006-10-05T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:51:37.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy... Mooncakes</title><summary type='text'>I'm obsessed with Food recently.yeah, I live to eat and not eat to live!Mid-Autumn festival is here again!Mooncakes given free by several hotels...Goodwood Park Hotel  Hahahaa... Everyone favourite D-24 Durian Snowskin Mooncakes. This year, the hotel had also given us their new nutritious alternative favour to try out, Yam Paste with Red Dates in Snowskin.. Its taste quite nice when infused into </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116004446611232314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/116004446611232314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116004446611232314' title='Yummy... Mooncakes'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115997616793177240</id><published>2006-10-04T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:51:15.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed off ..</title><summary type='text'>I had a bad flu and sore throat, and also lost my sweetie cutie voice... Whenever I stepped in the office, I will make a lot of noise, saying hi to everyone, get everyone to notice me... But today, I walked in very quiet, everyone around looked at me as stranger, is this the Jamie we known... One of the colleagues called me pink panther, because I walk like a pink panther, and I wore pink top and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115997616793177240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115997616793177240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115997616793177240' title='Pissed off ..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115967186786063697</id><published>2006-10-01T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T00:00:43.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foolish things...</title><summary type='text'>Thanks Darren for your forgiveness, thanks for letting me take back my words, back to friends again.. I had been very super stress these few days, studies to me now is like going through the process of death, nothing get into my brain (Garbage In Garbage Out), I still got this feeling that I will fail this term exam, thought of giving up my ACCA. I really wish you can encourage or advice me this,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115967186786063697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115967186786063697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115967186786063697' title='Foolish things...'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115917756934773619</id><published>2006-09-25T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T23:51:07.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming...</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday night, I had dreamed that I got married in a church, inside there are full of fresh lovely white cum purple roses... I am wearing a white lovely gown walking down the aisle with my father, surround me are all my family members, relatives and beloved friends... In front of me are my cutie flower-girls, further down is my lovely groom happily waiting for me, just I was walking closer to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115917756934773619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115917756934773619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115917756934773619' title='Dreaming...'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115907645502985042</id><published>2006-09-24T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T14:22:19.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Topics</title><summary type='text'>Feel so good to be back blogginzz again~Last friday 22 Sept 2006 is Joanna's birthday... Happy Birthday to You my friend !! May all your wishes come true...Opps, what is the japaneses restaurant name, oh gosh i forget liao, short memory.. Ordered these after a sumptuous japanese meal. Strawberries with ice-cream inside. Hahaha my favourite fruits, Strawberries... I am craving for u, u know, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115907645502985042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115907645502985042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115907645502985042' title='Food Topics'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115883556183602381</id><published>2006-09-21T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T19:26:03.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I look different..</title><summary type='text'>Do I really look different today? When I step in the office today morning, everyone stare at me like seeing a ghost coming.. do i look like a ghost to u all? (0.O) Heehee, maybe I am wearing a white dress with a sweet pink ribbon at the waist side, very sweet right... very lady and feminine right ! (*o^) New image today, I just cut &amp; dye my hair and finally had my ears pierced...The first words </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115883556183602381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115883556183602381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115883556183602381' title='Do I look different..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115873433486563764</id><published>2006-09-19T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T14:39:26.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut my legs... Blood... *Faint</title><summary type='text'>A brand new start to the week, all set to piang through the week before i enjoy another well-deserved weekend.Unfortuntately, something happens yesterday night that spoilt my mood totally...Because while I was grabbing my facial product from my mirror shelf, I accidentally broke my mum's bio-essence product. The container was made of glass and it broke on the floor. The glass bits flew and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115873433486563764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115873433486563764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115873433486563764' title='Cut my legs... Blood... *Faint'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115848638272604288</id><published>2006-09-17T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T17:54:41.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My best friend, Janice</title><summary type='text'>I just received a overseas SMS message yesterday night from my best friend, Janice... she is now 2 month pregnant. She and her hubby were now in one part of Europe having their honeymoon. Yipee, soon i will have a god-sister or a god-brother to play with, Janice I warn u not to let your children call me godmother, I am not married yet and I am not that old ok... I am still young, please let them </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115848638272604288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115848638272604288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115848638272604288' title='My best friend, Janice'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115833262636663196</id><published>2006-09-15T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T07:26:40.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first brithday present...</title><summary type='text'>Well, today is a day people will remember for the reason. My ex-UPS boss called me out for dinner today after work, with my family members at Cineleisure's HongKong Cafe. I had received my first birthday present this year from them (SK necklace and a red packet). Wow, I am so happy very happy... Yipee, he still remember my birthday, I am so touched... Thank U, boss !Today when he see me, I can't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115833262636663196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115833262636663196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115833262636663196' title='My first brithday present...'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115816264906650093</id><published>2006-09-13T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:14:20.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q &amp; A session</title><summary type='text'>Took things real easy these days.Not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing.I think I better do something constructive in my life real soon. I hate the way I'm just waiting for time to pass me by. Hello, I'm not a old woman just waiting to die man. I'm a young girl who haven't seen the world who have yet to experience life yet.~*~*~*~*~*~I have a question!Have you ever wonder why is a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115816264906650093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115816264906650093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115816264906650093' title='Q &amp; A session'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115807331614718753</id><published>2006-09-12T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T14:43:44.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben N Jerry's Test</title><summary type='text'>BROWNIE BATTER!You scored 77% SWEET, 70% CHUNKY, and 59% UNIQUE!brownie batter ice cream with a rich brownie batter swirlMmmm....you are a very sweet mix indeed! You are warm, loving, and caring to all those around you, but you're not boring in the least! You have a wild streak and a creative, unique streak, too. You are a great friend, an interesting person, and you know how to have fun without </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115807331614718753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115807331614718753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115807331614718753' title='Ben N Jerry&apos;s Test'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115753056940881225</id><published>2006-09-08T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T20:38:05.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Greeting to ...</title><summary type='text'>A birthday greeting to a special friend! When I first talked to you, I felt like I had known you forever, telling you my problems and what I didn't want ever. You listened to me, I bet you thought I'd never end. And although I haven't known you many years, your happiness should last till all things end. Because you've been so sweet and understanding to me. In my toughest times, you've made me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115753056940881225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115753056940881225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115753056940881225' title='Happy Birthday Greeting to ...'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115738374239320378</id><published>2006-09-04T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T14:30:54.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOve me for who I am</title><summary type='text'>I will try to spoil myself now... I finally ate my first bite of my favourite Ben and Jerry's icecream after so long. I love their mint and choc chunks...yummy!! I feel very shitty these days. And when I feel shitty, i will feel like escaping from the norms of life and go travelling. But I can't travel now, becos I got something important to do now, that is studying and to finish my ACCA asap.I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115738374239320378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115738374239320378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115738374239320378' title='LOve me for who I am'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115699463541054405</id><published>2006-08-31T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T08:58:11.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><summary type='text'>The past few days have been hectic - both emotionally and physically.My left eyelid has been twitching for the past week.. What does it mean when your left eyelid twitches? 1) Does it mean that bad things will happen? I seriously hope not. 2) Does it mean that I will dio 4D soon? Judging from the fact that I have never dio any 4D in my life, and the kind of lucky draw prizes I get (the usual </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115699463541054405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115699463541054405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115699463541054405' title='Updates'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115634579280505458</id><published>2006-08-23T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T09:24:58.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>View Slideshow of me...</title><summary type='text'>Heehee... please sit back and enjoy the slideshow of me and my friends... I really miss the days we spent together, hope to meet everyone out again.... Let plan an outing, I will be co-ordinator of the event, let me see where and when to meet... I will get back to you all asap... okie</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115634579280505458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115634579280505458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115634579280505458' title='View Slideshow of me...'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115626180913812424</id><published>2006-08-22T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T20:24:33.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lovely Samsoon</title><summary type='text'>Recently being addicted to the Channel U drama series called the "My Lovely Samsoon", it is a touching romantic korean drama series aired on every week monday to friday at 10pm.There is one phrase of today episode, I will like to share with everyone... "I merely ceased loving you. You will always be right here in my heart... Though I know he is lying, I want very much to is believe in him. Seeing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115626180913812424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115626180913812424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115626180913812424' title='My Lovely Samsoon'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115607250610223617</id><published>2006-08-20T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T11:00:15.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise: Gym Sauna Swimming</title><summary type='text'>I went to my friend ~ Eva house this morning to do some exercise: Gym, Sauna &amp; Swimming.... so fun and shiok. Doing exercise to me is like going to hell, so long never do exercise liao, whole body is now in pain... But my mind now is more fresher, let Bygones be Bygones (to forgive and forget), I had no regret knowing you. You and I need time to nurture a relationship. I believe in fate and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115607250610223617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115607250610223617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115607250610223617' title='Exercise: Gym Sauna Swimming'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115572495061677048</id><published>2006-08-16T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T18:49:34.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its fun... Driving again</title><summary type='text'>wow... its so fun to drive at late night, where there are very few vehicles on the street, like the whole road is belong to you, but too bad cannot speed in Singapore. I drove from east to north, then north back to east again... fun fun fun and still fun.Thanks to Derrick, fetching me from airport and taking the risk to let me drove on his new Toyota car, feel so scared at first because long time</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115572495061677048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115572495061677048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115572495061677048' title='Its fun... Driving again'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115543419979623491</id><published>2006-08-13T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T13:20:06.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more week to results</title><summary type='text'>Let countdown 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 days to results... 21 August 2006 the official date to release ACCA results, how do I grade myself in this year. It will not be as good as last year dec results, because I had no mood to study during the month of May, alot of things happened to me on that particular month, ups and downs life.... That is nothing I can do to change the results now, if the results came </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115543419979623491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115543419979623491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115543419979623491' title='One more week to results'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115522540207866002</id><published>2006-08-11T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T11:55:43.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally watched the Lake House movie</title><summary type='text'>I had finally watch the movie "The Lake House". This movie is really incredibly and impossibly for both actress and actor to live two years apart, and each at a time in their lives when they are struggling with past disappointments and trying to make a new start. Sharing this unusual bond, they reveal more of themselves to one another with each passing week - their secrets, their doubts and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115522540207866002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115522540207866002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115522540207866002' title='I finally watched the Lake House movie'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115526342927697076</id><published>2006-08-11T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T01:06:49.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP 2006</title><summary type='text'>This year NDP is the most memorable one because the very first time attending the live parade on the actual day itself, I usually got tickets on the previews. Thanks to Eva, who had accommpanied me to the stadium, so sweet of u. I tried to call alot of my friends, but they are not able to go with me, so sad, but I still got a friends Eva to contact, Sorry Eva for the last minutes arrangement. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115526342927697076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115526342927697076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115526342927697076' title='NDP 2006'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115457578680978289</id><published>2006-08-03T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T11:37:01.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh gosh... I am Sick</title><summary type='text'>I am really very sick... bad flu, sore throat, mouth ulcer, headache, fever, lost my voice... etcMy health is not very good now, it is because I am on diet that which had destoryed my health. I heard from news that a guy weighted 100kg plus, diagnosed a doctor for help but the surgeon fail to save his life. I dun want to be like him, died at a young stage...Falling sick can be good and bad....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115457578680978289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115457578680978289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115457578680978289' title='Oh gosh... I am Sick'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115431703624988735</id><published>2006-07-31T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T15:53:16.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Valentine Day</title><summary type='text'> Today is 31 July 2006, which is also known as Chinese Valentine Day... I received a stalk of rose from my boss when I arrived from work, he bought red roses for each of the gals in the dept, how sweet is he, too bad he got married, if not i will grab him as my boyfriend so that i dun need to work, stay at home to be tai tai... I had not being celebrating my valentine day for 1 years liao since I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115431703624988735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115431703624988735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115431703624988735' title='Chinese Valentine Day'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115422474095990556</id><published>2006-07-30T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T10:00:50.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spore Fireworks Festival 2006</title><summary type='text'>The Singapore Fireworks Festival 2006, in conjunction with Singapore's 41st National Day celebration, will be held at Marina Bay over a four-day period.The Shows begin at 9pm ~ 12 to 15 minutes of display and 9,000 rounds of fireworksDate5 Aug 06 (Sat) - Team Italy8 Aug 06 (Tue) - Team Singapore11 Aug 06 (Fri) - Team New Caledonia12 Aug 06 (Sat) - Team France **** A Complimentary Musically </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115422474095990556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115422474095990556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115422474095990556' title='Spore Fireworks Festival 2006'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115356365940817373</id><published>2006-07-22T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T19:30:26.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream... stroll by the beach</title><summary type='text'>About meJust a simple girl who believe that small and little things in life often brings the greatest joys! In a world where I can be anyone! Enjoys sharing people's problems, dreams, visions and goals in lfie. My life goal is simple - fall in love, get married, lead a simple and peaceful life.View on my dreamWhere do I want to get married? On board a cruise in the open sea... Where would like to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115356365940817373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115356365940817373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115356365940817373' title='My dream... stroll by the beach'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115330480058825300</id><published>2006-07-18T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T01:14:58.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics that melt my hearts</title><summary type='text'>I would like to share the lyrics of a song which I find really touching that melts my heart, which brought tears to my eyes the first time I heard it over the radio one night... This is the song that was played now. In my opinion, lyricists are modern day poets, that is why we all identify with songs, the lyrics speak to us, they say what we feel in ways we are not able to express in our own </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115330480058825300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115330480058825300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115330480058825300' title='Lyrics that melt my hearts'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115315576582878124</id><published>2006-07-17T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T10:50:11.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridesmaid again....</title><summary type='text'> Congratulations to Ivan and Janice... 09/09/06 is your big day.Thanks for choosing me to be your bridesmaid. I had being bridesmaid for more than 3 times liao, will this means that I will have difficulty getting married... Am I that superstition. Last friday, we were at the bridal shop trying on the wedding gown, but for mine need to be tailored because it is too big for me. Today, we went back </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115315576582878124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115315576582878124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115315576582878124' title='Bridesmaid again....'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115309623525836057</id><published>2006-07-17T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T10:46:08.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy I love U...</title><summary type='text'>16 July 2006 (Sunday), is not my mother's birthday, actually is my parent Anniversary. Unfortunately my father is not around with us. Actually I will like to bring my mother to restaurant for dinner, but it dun seen to be sincere at all, therefore my brother and I decided to come out a plan to cook a romantic dinner for her. As she was not around at home, she went to her friend' house for weekly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115309623525836057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115309623525836057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115309623525836057' title='Mummy I love U...'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115304139247158866</id><published>2006-07-16T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T10:42:04.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting an end to my dream... but</title><summary type='text'>I am very very tired of myself, last friday i decided to put an end to my story. It all started off from a message, so i decided ended off by sending him the final last message to him, farewell greeting to him, wishing him "All the best". And also chatting with him for the last moments in MSN.BUT... I should logoff immediately after typing the farewell message. Why did he reply my message? My </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115304139247158866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115304139247158866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115304139247158866' title='Putting an end to my dream... but'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115268946045803322</id><published>2006-07-12T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T10:40:12.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilfred Bon Voyage</title><summary type='text'>Wilfred Bon Voyage... Thanks for coming to your place on monday night to greet me good bye and thanks for the bouquet of flowers. U have remember my favourite flower but my favourite colour is not red... After all, I am still happy. On that day when I received your call, I am quite angry at first, but I still came down to see you. It had been a month not seeing you liao, you have changed alot, u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115268946045803322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115268946045803322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115268946045803322' title='Wilfred Bon Voyage'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115254556861695076</id><published>2006-07-10T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T17:57:27.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seek Love</title><summary type='text'>"Love - one little word, a huge swirling emotion. Love is such a powerful feeling that it can be frightening. But never forget that love is a precious gift - go on and dare to fall in love. Sometimes all you need is a bit of courage to make the first move. Love is constant, alive and lasts through the years.""Happiness is found in the simpliest and most overlooked of things, like holding a loved </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115254556861695076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115254556861695076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115254556861695076' title='Seek Love'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115238046697316799</id><published>2006-07-08T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T10:35:52.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gals Gathering 08/07/06</title><summary type='text'>Hi gals, it had been so long not seeing each others liao... Its so hard to call everyone out. Finally after so many years, we are out again.What a lucky number 080706... So happy today evening to see u all again... Flora, Margaret and Velary, u all had missed the fun... Too bad. Let arrange another outing again, How izzit... Hope that my arrangement today is fun and memorise... Pictures mean a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115238046697316799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115238046697316799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115238046697316799' title='Gals Gathering 08/07/06'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115218985491067120</id><published>2006-07-06T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T20:58:54.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still lost</title><summary type='text'>I am quite tired of myself. I have really lost control in myself. My heart has overule my mind at times.. Heart is Blind.. I am tired of not being able to be myself ... I know i am very emotionally unstable ... well ... i am a sore loser in relationship ... what to do ...i've fallen really low this time.i've lost so much.friends, myself and a love.i abused the love and trust given to me.hell, i'm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115218985491067120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115218985491067120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115218985491067120' title='I&apos;m still lost'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115201315529496867</id><published>2006-07-04T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T10:36:28.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly ducking turning to a princess</title><summary type='text'>I was once a fat ugly ducking before, but after months dieting, cutting down on my food intakes, I finally achieve what I am aiming for. Now i am weighting at 53kg, but I aim for this year birthday wish is 50kg.I had met out with my ex-secondary classmates for supper on Sunday night. I was feeling very down in the morning till afternoon, I couldnt find a friend out to chat with, most of my guys </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115201315529496867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115201315529496867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115201315529496867' title='Ugly ducking turning to a princess'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115197311674360743</id><published>2006-07-03T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T08:31:56.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><summary type='text'>I used to write journal in my blog, but now i stop writing it liao. It had been half a year not loggin to my blog to write. Writing journal can help me to improve my english. In the process of our normal routine, chatting with him through msn.. I am so boring just now, he is busying doing this stuff, i so better dun disturb him further. Therefore I decide to write him a poem for him to see... Let</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115197311674360743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115197311674360743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115197311674360743' title='Poem'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115197634475165124</id><published>2006-07-02T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T09:25:44.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank U</title><summary type='text'>I just knew a friend from friendster. He looks like a friend who i knew before, he was my senior in secondary sch and top of it he is first lover. I am not taking him as his subsitute.He is the only friend that I met out from friendster. I got this weird feeling is that online friends are not trustworthy and insecured. But sending messages to him in friendster and chatting with him through msn. I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115197634475165124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115197634475165124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115197634475165124' title='Thank U'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115194617868879526</id><published>2006-06-28T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T01:02:58.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Characteristic of Scorpio</title><summary type='text'>Scorpio  is the type of ppl who love to keep things by myself, not willing to express out. When everything is kept inside, as the volcano will erupted, it will get worse. They are good in keeping secret.  That is why people around me usually called me self-centered as they found it hard to know what i am thinking.The prediction for Scorpio in 2006.You'll be active, busy and amazingly passionate. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115194617868879526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115194617868879526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115194617868879526' title='Characteristic of Scorpio'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-115194489694040777</id><published>2006-06-28T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T15:52:44.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A idiotic guy..</title><summary type='text'>Hi friends, i am back..... after 6 month not login to my blog to write my doubts.It had been a lot of things had happened to me during these period of 6 months (ups and downs). First of all, I had broke off with my 3 years relationship. I hate people who lied to me, he was not only lied to me, but also betrayed me through this 3 years together. Why are u treating me as a fool, are the promises u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115194489694040777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/115194489694040777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115194489694040777' title='A idiotic guy..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-113818299789520678</id><published>2006-01-25T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T23:53:08.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Shopping....</title><summary type='text'>Yeah... 4 days to Chinese New Year! IS the year to collect $$ and gamble again... happie. Hope that this year will be a good for me... Bow Wow Wow!Yesterday, last minutes shopping with my guys friends.... feel so odd to go shopping with him and also feel happy to go shopping with them because they can bring my stuffs for me... After 6pm, more friends came by to meet us.... I bought a lot of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/113818299789520678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/113818299789520678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113818299789520678' title='CNY Shopping....'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-113591802906286480</id><published>2005-12-30T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T12:53:37.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colour Personality Test ~ What's Your True Color?</title><summary type='text'>Jamie, your true color is Black!Your color is black. The color of night. Serene and mysterious, black conjures up images of elegant evening gowns, dashing tuxedos, and gleaming limousines. Traditionally a symbol of success, black also represents power and an uncompromising demand for perfection. Not surprisingly, you tend to set challenging goals for yourself and do whatever it takes to achieve </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/113591802906286480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/113591802906286480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113591802906286480' title='Colour Personality Test ~ What&apos;s Your True Color?'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-113558925470251151</id><published>2005-12-26T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T17:27:35.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><summary type='text'>Surprisingly, this year christmas is once of my boring and sadness year I had been... There wasn't really anything that I has wanted this year. I can't think of anything I had truly wanted or needed.  Sure, there is always else that would fit the stocking that I wouldn't say no to, but this year, I am feeling contented, blessed with happiness. The only one that I want for Christmas is to find </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/113558925470251151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/113558925470251151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113558925470251151' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-113498449933654316</id><published>2005-12-19T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T18:07:36.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Boyish or Girlish Are You?</title><summary type='text'>You Are 30% Boyish and 70% GirlishEven if you're not a girl, you're very feminine. You're in touch with your feelings, and your heart rules you. A bit of a emotional roller coaster, one moment you're up and the next you're down. But no matter what, you try to be as cute and perky as possible.How Boyish or Girlish Are You?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/113498449933654316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/113498449933654316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113498449933654316' title='How Boyish or Girlish Are You?'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-113489404670040614</id><published>2005-12-18T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T16:20:46.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Friends.... I am back</title><summary type='text'>It had been about more than 3 months not posting my entries liao... Quite busy with my studies and exams... Spending about 1~2 months preparing for my exams. Last mintues study for me again, same as before, but this time round. It is very tough... I very scare I will fail for at least 2 papers this year. One of the them must be that stupid paper ~ Taxatation. So hard... Dun understand!Right now, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/113489404670040614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/113489404670040614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113489404670040614' title='Hi Friends.... I am back'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316847.post-112756811135724835</id><published>2005-09-24T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T00:27:27.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tried of myself</title><summary type='text'>Hi people.. It has been a very long time since the last time i wrote my blog. Haiz... I am really very tired liao... Really ... At school facing strange friends, at home facing family and even facing the person that is always on my mind. I am tired of not being able to be myself ... I know I am very emotionally unstable ... what to do ...I had just started reading my textbooks, and found out that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/112756811135724835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6316847/posts/default/112756811135724835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetzjamie.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112756811135724835' title='Tried of myself'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693257930200431800</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></entry></feed>
