<?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-17074151</id><updated>2012-03-06T23:38:15.729+08:00</updated><category term='rebonding'/><category term='grumblings'/><category term='durian'/><category term='milk tea'/><category term='little little ones'/><category term='souffle'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='dao huay'/><category term='muffin'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='grizzly'/><category term='valentine'/><category term='honey'/><category term='siew mai'/><category term='relationship.'/><category term='popcorn'/><category term='mochi'/><category term='for my dearest.'/><category term='muah ji'/><category term='pudding'/><category term='make ups'/><category term='nails'/><category term='siansation.'/><category term='whip cream'/><category term='occasion.'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='tang yuan'/><category term='toffee'/><category term='kissel'/><category term='peppermint'/><category term='sundae'/><category term='thoughts.'/><category term='shopaholics.'/><category term='yummie.'/><category term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>beatitude ♥</title><subtitle type='html'>herself &amp;amp; her little ones.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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bought the big box to store my little monsters' toys in &lt;i&gt;ling ling's&lt;/i&gt; room. i set up the box in the hall and i simply grabbed bear and fit him in the box. and this is the result...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0345copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0349copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i die laughing at it though it looks kind of &lt;em&gt;poor little bear~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-905053403164744544?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/905053403164744544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasion.'/><title type='text'>24th birthday.</title><content type='html'>celebrated my 24th birthday earlier as i wont be in sg on the actual day. with my mum, bro and sis in law (of course, with the little nephew too!) at Todai (MBS). it was a buffet lunch about S$58++. i cant eat a lot in buffet usually, but it will only make it worth when theres seafood. i took many oyster as i can that day, it isnt scary i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0337copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0339copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-518958960816337485?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-4567305335053288987</id><published>2012-02-03T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T00:18:38.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siew mai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popcorn'/><title type='text'>3 naughty girls.</title><content type='html'>ever since their mummy &lt;strong&gt;peppermint&lt;/strong&gt; passed away, and their aunty &lt;strong&gt;honey&lt;/strong&gt; as well, they are on their own already. i hope they can live together peacefully forever. they are so close, i dunno what will happen if one of them is gone too, how would the other two feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, they are still cute. except that they have grew a little thin. i am not sure if it's good or bad. i am worried the moment i see them grew thin. whenever i see them become thin, the first thought in my mind is &lt;em&gt;"is it leaving me already..."&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/IMG_0283copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/IMG_0287copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-4567305335053288987?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4567305335053288987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-7260656233209892651</id><published>2012-02-01T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T00:28:10.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grizzly'/><title type='text'>head bangers?</title><content type='html'>yea, spend money again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i got these two long ears bunnies, they are just a different series from &lt;strong&gt;Gloomy the Naughty Grizzly Bear&lt;/strong&gt;. they are so cute, and they came in four colors, pink, white, black and brown. but i only got these 2, well, &lt;em&gt;BECAUSE I LIKE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their ears are so long i can tie it up. even &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; likes them too. he keep disturbing them by making them the head bangers with the hong kong drama theme song, kinda rocker song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0291copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0289copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-7260656233209892651?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7260656233209892651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2012/02/head-bangers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/7260656233209892651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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that causes it. it was so sudden that i dun even know how to react in time. immediately, &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; and i placed him properly in box and send him back to &lt;strong&gt;peppermint&lt;/strong&gt;. i hope he met her and follow her closely. hope there are happy together at the other world. you will be in my heart forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/IMG_0272copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1720424732651836920?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1720424732651836920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2012/01/kissel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>i was carrying my &lt;i&gt;七十块&amp;nbsp;[seventy-dollars]&lt;/i&gt; &lt;em&gt;-yes it cost me that much&lt;/em&gt;, to the hall and placed in on the sofa because i need to take something, and in the end this is what my mum did to it... making it a &lt;em&gt;fit-nicely&lt;/em&gt; cushion for her grandson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0294copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6371237159352813467?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6371237159352813467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2012/01/70-dollars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6371237159352813467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6371237159352813467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2012/01/70-dollars.html' title='70 dollars.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-4536590738975839928</id><published>2012-01-12T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T23:40:54.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little little ones'/><title type='text'>muffin. ♥</title><content type='html'>my little ones has gone one after another. honey has gone too on 2 jan in my hands. i have a new member too. it wasnt planned, just by chance. anyway, his name is Muffin. aint he cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/IMG_0242copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-4536590738975839928?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4536590738975839928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2012/01/muffin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4536590738975839928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4536590738975839928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2012/01/muffin.html' title='muffin. ♥'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-3248038987725777804</id><published>2012-01-08T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T23:32:08.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>gifts.</title><content type='html'>a friend went to india for few months, and he got this back for me. is a key ring made of brass. the workmanship is great, it is really pretty. appreciated. even my aunt has gifts for me too. is a leopard print casing for iphone and pouch, the flower purse is pretty too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0236copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0241copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-3248038987725777804?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3248038987725777804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2012/01/gifts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/3248038987725777804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/3248038987725777804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2012/01/gifts.html' title='gifts.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-6249994383845783275</id><published>2011-12-30T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T01:15:44.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopaholics.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasion.'/><title type='text'>christmas present ♥</title><content type='html'>this year's christmas is an expensive one. bought my first authentic LV coin purse. actually is my christmas gift from &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt;. i have been wanting this for a long long time already, but i finally got it at last. really love it. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/love.gif" /&gt; thinking for my next present already. not only this, i bought myself bras (almost a dozen). this time not only i am spending a lot of money on it but for more material as well. &lt;em&gt;giggles&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/blush.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0211copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0212copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6249994383845783275?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6249994383845783275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-present.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6249994383845783275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6249994383845783275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-present.html' title='christmas present ♥'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-8906492392765427869</id><published>2011-12-13T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T02:04:23.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popcorn'/><title type='text'>popcorn ♥</title><content type='html'>i have a problem with this &lt;i&gt;popcorn&lt;/i&gt;. she aint the smallest size among the girls (initially). she is almost like a twin to &lt;i&gt;siew mai&lt;/i&gt; but for some reson, even the runt of the litter &lt;i&gt;siew mai&lt;/i&gt; is GROWING!! little &lt;i&gt;popcorn&lt;/i&gt; doesnt seems to be popping like the way it should. she is the smallest-sized one now. &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; always disturb her, says that she is a popcorn that doesnt pop. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/doh.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P8181345copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P8181343copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P8181341copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-8906492392765427869?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8906492392765427869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/12/popcorn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/8906492392765427869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/8906492392765427869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/12/popcorn.html' title='popcorn ♥'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-6226251706183585923</id><published>2011-12-12T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T02:06:09.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>toffee~</title><content type='html'>it has been awhile since i mention about my little monsters. this, my little &lt;strong&gt;toffee&lt;/strong&gt;~ she has been having this problem, soft poo. so, she would dirty her home very quickly than others. thus, i need to wash her home more frequently. then again i still love her. i miss her, i miss all of them. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/eek.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/IMG_0018copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/20112010458copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;this was the first day i got her, when she was still in the box.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6226251706183585923?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6226251706183585923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/12/toffe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6226251706183585923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6226251706183585923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/12/toffe.html' title='toffee~'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-963160956217793048</id><published>2011-12-10T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T21:22:48.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grizzly'/><title type='text'>intruders!</title><content type='html'>getting more within 48hours. it is like multiplying itself. first, i got 2 and next i got another 2. it's going crazy. i thought i cant get it anymore because it is very expensive to buy from online. i almost gave up. but who knows i walked into this shop, i saw just that pair. so cute~ without hesitation i grabbed both. the sale girl offered gift wrapping, and i told her it's for myself and she looked at me like &lt;em&gt;oh, ok..&lt;/em&gt;. she probably think that isnt christmas the month of gifting others, i am gifting myself.&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0008copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/PC121428copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/PC121429copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0051copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my solar shake-head grizzly&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-963160956217793048?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/963160956217793048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/12/intruders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/963160956217793048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/963160956217793048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/12/intruders.html' title='intruders!'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-188188870606469904</id><published>2011-12-06T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:59:42.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>melty kiss~</title><content type='html'>supposedly to buy plasters, end up i see this chocolate so i got it too. it looks kind of pretty and delicious. i love green tea, i cant help it but to try. very pretty on the outside and inside. it isnt very sweet though, just ok. they have chocolate and strawberry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0034copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IMG_0037copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-188188870606469904?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/188188870606469904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/06/melty-kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/188188870606469904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/188188870606469904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/06/melty-kiss.html' title='melty kiss~'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-5133927228888716367</id><published>2011-11-30T01:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T01:46:37.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peppermint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>naughty little peppermint.</title><content type='html'>these are the pictures of &lt;strong&gt;peppermint&lt;/strong&gt;, before she became a mother. she was chubby, fast and of course, adorable. i miss her. wonder if her children miss her too. though she wasnt that friendly to human because she would bite. but she was a good mother. miss her chubby looking, miss her everything. wonder how is she already. she used to be a glutton, eats everything. she got a naughty look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P3260331copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P3260332copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P3260333copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-5133927228888716367?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5133927228888716367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/11/naughty-little-peppermint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5133927228888716367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5133927228888716367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/11/naughty-little-peppermint.html' title='naughty little peppermint.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-7107304683914470461</id><published>2011-11-30T01:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T01:32:19.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grizzly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>new phone &amp; xtra small+grizzly head.</title><content type='html'>that day went to JB again, it has been quite awhile since i went there. it was because of &lt;i&gt;ling ling's&lt;/i&gt; mum birthday. we went to Desaru (beach resort) and then back to our usual stay at Mutiara hotel. thats the area that i got my grizzly's head only plushie and the iphone's accessories &lt;i&gt;-this is the first time i got the accessories before getting the actual phone.&lt;/i&gt; accessories like home button, bumper case, screen protectors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; was saying that the grizzly's mouth cant fit the phone (it's a phone/handset holder). i didnt really bother if it can fit the phone anyway, after all, i wont be using it. buying because it is grizzly. but i still tried and it can fit the phone nicely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/PB291420copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/PB291419copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the keychain is very CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/PB301427copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/PB301423copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt it look cute? grizzly biting my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-7107304683914470461?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7107304683914470461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-phone-new-head-only-xtra-small.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/7107304683914470461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/7107304683914470461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-phone-new-head-only-xtra-small.html' title='&lt;font size=&quot;2pt&quot;&gt;new phone &amp; xtra small+grizzly head.&lt;/font&gt;'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-3161459553579672701</id><published>2011-11-28T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T01:25:59.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peppermint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>peppermint.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;peppermint left on 27 nov, when i was away. left me with your 4 cute and naughty kids. no illness, but you grew skinny out of the sudden, probably due to old age. you were a strong mother, taught your kids well and took good care of them. you were the only one that ever slept soundly on my bed, even though i covered you with my blanket you carry on sleeping. you never know your sweet behavior leave me deep impression that &amp;nbsp;i will never forget. it's my fault that you left without me being there. my only wish is for you to have a better next life, just like my hope and wish towards the others that had left me. forgive me for not being there.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-3161459553579672701?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3161459553579672701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/11/peppermint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/3161459553579672701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/3161459553579672701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/11/peppermint.html' title='peppermint.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1116957278421895862</id><published>2011-11-15T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T01:56:27.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siew mai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popcorn'/><title type='text'>3 naughty little furballs ♥</title><content type='html'>these little little furballs are growing everyday. they are all naughty yet so cute especially when they cuddle and sleep together. the only reaction i have is &lt;i&gt;-awwww~~&lt;/i&gt;. these furballs were 1 month old, and they are getting to be more naughty. realised the one in the middle has lesser fur? i dont know why is that so,she grew more when she is older. she is the smallest at that moment, and was the most dangerous of all! because she could squeeze her way thru the dividers and play with the daddy and brother. at this age, she is already so naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P5181123copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P7121286copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few months old already. all the naughty look has been developed. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1116957278421895862?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1116957278421895862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/11/3-naughty-little-furballs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1116957278421895862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1116957278421895862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/11/3-naughty-little-furballs.html' title='3 naughty little furballs ♥'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-7163906331677608551</id><published>2011-11-13T01:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T02:07:46.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tang yuan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>tang yuan ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;tang yuan&lt;/strong&gt; is still as &lt;em&gt;bitey&lt;/em&gt; as everr. he love to bang his water bottle against the glass panel, and he does that in the early morning or late at night, which is very noisy. but good thing, because of this habit, he saved himself. his bottle was almost empty, no one would have realised if he did not bang his bottle against the panel. really, thank goodness, he and his naughty habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/06022011615copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P4210641copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is way he sleep, his favorite position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-7163906331677608551?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7163906331677608551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-5636612450192598298</id><published>2011-11-10T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T23:11:07.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grizzly'/><title type='text'>pocket-sized.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/10112011784copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/07112011782copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;playin with my ipod&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke again! because i cant resist grizzly bears. this time i have a pocket-size grizzly, so adorable~ and theres 2 normal size are on the way, coming in dec 2011 and the other one by mid jan 2012. previously i got the huggable, soft body&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/08/more.html" target="_blank"&gt;grizzly&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(the one on the left). now, theres another one of the same thing at &lt;i&gt;ling ling's&lt;/i&gt; place. yes, we bought it again. why? because he love that 'model' of grizzly, and he has no resistant to things he likes. &lt;em&gt;maybe thats why he has no resistant towards me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/blush.gif" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;it's so easy to tempt him! anyway, it's good that he has it too. so that he wont snatch with me. &lt;em&gt;yea, 30 year old man snatchin soft toy with 23 year old&lt;/em&gt;. trust me, he would if he wants to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-5636612450192598298?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5636612450192598298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/11/pocket-sized.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5636612450192598298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5636612450192598298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/11/pocket-sized.html' title='pocket-sized.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-4555081144493433772</id><published>2011-11-02T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T23:10:47.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>owl~</title><content type='html'>got new long necklace recently, so pretty~ love it.&lt;br /&gt;theres many different looking owls for these necklace, some are repeatedly seeing it everywhere, some are not so pretty/cute. but this time i got a cute one that i love it at first sight!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/PB021410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/PB021415copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i got another heels necklace, golden this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-4555081144493433772?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4555081144493433772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/11/owl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4555081144493433772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4555081144493433772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/11/owl.html' title='owl~'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-9108607543717397343</id><published>2011-10-13T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T23:56:49.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>new bear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/PA131401.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always wanted the human-size of this bear. always seeing it sitting by the entrance of the shop, and has the urge to hug it back home. i have always like big soft toys (at least &lt;em&gt;huggable&lt;/em&gt; size). never really fancy those tiny ones, but of course, theres exceptional cases. &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; would prefer the tiny ones that can sit on the desk, and he has more than plenty. dont worry, this bear that i finally bring home is not a human-size one, is a smaller version. it's &lt;em&gt;soooo&lt;/em&gt; nice to hug. but! it's currently at his place, because i bought it yesterday and i cant bring it to office. i will still bring it back on sunday. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/laugh.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-9108607543717397343?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/9108607543717397343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-bear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/9108607543717397343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/9108607543717397343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-bear.html' title='new bear.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-223070254797956728</id><published>2011-10-10T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T02:09:31.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tang yuan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kissel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siew mai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peppermint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popcorn'/><title type='text'>i miss them.</title><content type='html'>they have been moved to &lt;i&gt;ling ling's&lt;/i&gt; place already. i am not used to them not being with me 24/7, not used to not seeing them whenever i turn and look. it's my fault for not being able to keep them with me. i will still go to &lt;i&gt;ling ling's&lt;/i&gt; place often and see them. i miss them being naughty, playful, sleeping soundly, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they are my everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://img62.imageshack.us/img62/6788/p9251390copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tang yuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img59.imageshack.us/img59/5767/p9251385copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img824.imageshack.us/img824/5135/p7121288copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siew mai, sundae, popcorn, honey, peppermint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img51.imageshack.us/img51/3544/p4080553copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kissel &amp; peppermint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-223070254797956728?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/223070254797956728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-miss-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/223070254797956728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/223070254797956728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-miss-them.html' title='i miss them.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1373584841444501535</id><published>2011-09-30T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T23:38:58.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>my new snack.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img843.imageshack.us/img843/8176/pa101399copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would still prefer the lime flavor one. the taste is more unique and nice. i haven been takin any other chips for a very long time already. and, this will be my choice, especially the lime one. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/yes.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1373584841444501535?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1373584841444501535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-new-snack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1373584841444501535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1373584841444501535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-new-snack.html' title='my new snack.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1394822068550391330</id><published>2011-09-12T23:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:36:19.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasion.'/><title type='text'>durian mooncake.</title><content type='html'>it was near mooncake festive and we were in JB with &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt;'s mum. while we stayed in the hotel and she went out for foot massage, she came back with a durian mooncake. actually made of jelly and durian flavored filling inside. especially when it is very cold, very nice. so i came back with 4 pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P9111374copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1394822068550391330?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1394822068550391330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/09/durian-mooncake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1394822068550391330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1394822068550391330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/09/durian-mooncake.html' title='durian mooncake.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-956044223496418741</id><published>2011-08-18T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T00:11:57.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>pearl white, weird?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P8121314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time i ever thought of painting it pearl white. it's always the dark/maroon colors in my mind most of the time. so i guess i lost my mind this time to go for something opposite. does it look weird? somehow it does to me a little. it took me a few days trying to accept this kind of nail color on me. just so WEIRD! but that doesnt mean i dislike it, probably just not use to it. i will be changing the color again &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt;, just before i leave singapore &lt;i&gt;-yes again&lt;/i&gt; in early sept.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-956044223496418741?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/956044223496418741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/08/pearl-white-weird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/956044223496418741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/956044223496418741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/08/pearl-white-weird.html' title='pearl white, weird?'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-4531462962548275592</id><published>2011-08-11T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T21:18:06.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>sticky!</title><content type='html'>i have always wanted to try how it taste like, the process of making it is very troublesome and very tedious. the reason i got this pack because this woman (my colleague) had resigned and it's her last day so she got us a pack each (different flavor, of course). sad that she leave, no one to talk to on my right side anymore. oh well.. anyway, i seldom take hard candies, so this is still ok. but i still wish that it's the cola flavor~ &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/eek.gif" /&gt; so i got this &lt;strong&gt;raspberry lemonade&lt;/strong&gt;. not bad, but doesnt taste a lot on the lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/11082011781.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s: thanks for the candy. hope you will be good and all.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-4531462962548275592?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-5845001966676355848</id><published>2011-08-09T20:46:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T21:06:46.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grizzly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>more...</title><content type='html'>grizzly bears has continue invading my bed. within 3 days, bought 2 of them. my bed is getting more pink already. but i cant help it, neither will &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; stop me. in fact, he has been the one who encourage buying them because he knows i love them. &lt;em&gt;awww~&lt;/em&gt; any way, at least they are not very expensive, yet. still can buy as many as i want to. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/blush.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/11082011782.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one on the left is the same as the one in &lt;a href="http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/06/another-one.html" target="_blank"&gt;another one&lt;/a&gt; just that it is probably x10 bigger. &amp;amp; the one on the right has a different type of fur from the usual ones. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-5845001966676355848?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5845001966676355848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/08/more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>She is gone...</title><content type='html'>Ever since &lt;strong&gt;muah ji&lt;/strong&gt; was gone in the late June, I had been busy with work. I can't accept that my most precious little one&amp;nbsp;left me, forever. She left when I wasn't around. Remember, there was once she was injured due to my carelessness, I am still guilty about it... Yet, now I have to add&amp;nbsp;another to it, I wasn't there when she left. How much I wanted to tell her I love her, but she left without me by her side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;muah ji, you had been so wonderful that I am proud having you. You are a smart little girl, indeed, a very smart one. You are the only that understood commands and understood the things i tell you, and my very first one. Though you were aggressive but tamed after that by me. You have been such a good girl, that i cant ask for more, except for you not to leave me. Hope you will have a better next life. i am sorry, i wasnt there when you need me&amp;nbsp;most. i am sorry if i had not been a good owner.&amp;nbsp;I miss you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;拥有你是我这一辈子最开心的。你留给我的回忆，我不会忘记。一路走好，我永远的心肝宝贝 ♥.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-5661545571520382972?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5661545571520382972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/07/she-is-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5661545571520382972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5661545571520382972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/07/she-is-gone.html' title='She is gone...'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-4161688066506727244</id><published>2011-06-24T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T21:29:54.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grizzly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>another one.</title><content type='html'>first of all, i am &lt;em&gt;'out-of-sound'&lt;/em&gt;, muted. i can still talk, but it will kind of goes &lt;em&gt;'out-of-sound'&lt;/em&gt; when i talk half way and it is also rough voice. so i have to stop talking for the time being, god knows how long. even the coughing would torture me during the day, at least it doesnt make me wake up in the middle of my sleep to cough. i will also cut down on my cold water in take for the time being too, i wont be able to avoid cold drinks all the time. the wind pipe is so sensitive now that when i smell certain things or breathe in certain germs/particles, it makes my throat so itchy that i cough non stop like i am choked! yea, choked by the germs/particles in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&amp;nbsp;slept for a while after taking the medicine and&amp;nbsp;went out later in the afternoon to watch &lt;strong&gt;x men&lt;/strong&gt;. then, we bought another grizzly again. the sloppy one. i think it was made for wrist rest?! i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P6241275copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P6241276copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i got my two new pairs of &lt;strong&gt;Aldo&lt;/strong&gt; heels. &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; brought it back from penang. somehow i think i am boring when it comes to heels. i always choose the same kind of design and same color for my heels, just that it may be different brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P6231274copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-4161688066506727244?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-3353384354268505966</id><published>2011-06-13T01:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T01:52:56.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grizzly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>expensive weekend...</title><content type='html'>went out on weekends without &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; because he is away. so i went to get some things done, and guess what, i spend almost $400 in total! oh my god i am so broke now, totally. theres just that something cost the most. and when is pay day? 23rd of the month, thats like next week!!! i have to start sewing my broken pocket. apart from this, i have more furry ball pens, a new pair of ear piece and heels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img15.imageshack.us/img15/2128/13062011745copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img228.imageshack.us/img228/3188/12062011745copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img696.imageshack.us/img696/2968/13062011746copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-3353384354268505966?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3353384354268505966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/06/expensive-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/3353384354268505966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/3353384354268505966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/06/expensive-weekend.html' title='expensive weekend...'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1446290348703050768</id><published>2011-06-03T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T16:52:12.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>my nails</title><content type='html'>bought the nail stickers from south korea. it's quite cheap though. but it's too fragile too thin that it is easily torn due to &amp;nbsp;carelessness. not bad, a very easy to use thing, but can be a little difficult to work with. probably need another person to help will be easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P6031246copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will try another design next time.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1446290348703050768?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1446290348703050768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-nails.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1446290348703050768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1446290348703050768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-nails.html' title='my nails'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-7883508411220262620</id><published>2011-05-25T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T00:11:00.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>what a day...</title><content type='html'>was home even later than i should. it was so sudden that the bus captain stopped the bus when he was about to drive out the bus stop, and a vehicle pass by the bus honked too. then the passengers start to wonder why, whats going on. the next thing you know, because the engine of the bus was smoking! not those black burning smoke, but white gas/smoke. it took quite a while for it to stop smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/25052011743copy.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i have received my NYX sticks too. so happy. these were the so called more high end ones compared to the round sticks of NYX. like the casing and color too. the sticks smell like some sort of grape gummies. the color &lt;strong&gt;NUDE&lt;/strong&gt; is more peach based color and has a little shimmering, while &lt;strong&gt;BLING&lt;/strong&gt; is more pink based color and matt. both are quite light colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img "="" onmouseout="this.src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P5251208copy.jpg'" onmouseover="this.src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P5251204copy.jpg'" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P5251208copy.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;hover this picture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-7883508411220262620?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7883508411220262620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/7883508411220262620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/7883508411220262620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-day.html' title='what a day...'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-2937557961906966547</id><published>2011-05-23T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:40:49.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grizzly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siew mai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little little ones'/><title type='text'>pretty front page.</title><content type='html'>bought a magazine that i never see before, was attracted by it because grizzly was the front page. it's about toys, toys and still toys. that of course includes the figurines &lt;em&gt;(iron man, batman etc)&lt;/em&gt;. it's not a very thick magazine, and using quite good quality paper. the price is also a little expensive, but for people who really love toys or interested, maybe wouldnt mind the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P5231185copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that day i was late because i was busy taking pictures of the little little tiny one, &lt;i&gt;siew mai&lt;/i&gt;, the little runt in the litter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P5201179copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;isnt she cute?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*none of the animals was injured during the photo taking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-2937557961906966547?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2937557961906966547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/05/pretty-front-page.html#comment-form' title='0 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type='text'>my tweety cup.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P5201145copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my tweety cup, yes, the free gift from the darlie toothpaste twin pack. didnt know it will be this big a cup and made of porcelain (i think). initially i thought it would be a small one, but i still want to get it. i didnt like it because of the character, but it's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"&gt;PINK!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall snap a picture of&amp;nbsp;sylvester cup that &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; has. at least i manage to get him to change his small little cup. and, he is quite happy with his&amp;nbsp;sylvester cup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-2633160423530832977?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2633160423530832977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-tweety-cup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2633160423530832977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2633160423530832977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-tweety-cup.html' title='my tweety cup.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-593073811045914022</id><published>2011-05-17T00:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:40:33.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little little ones'/><title type='text'>naughty little ones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P5161096copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these naughty little ones are 1 month old already. there are 3 daughters and 1 son, only son has been moved to his father, &lt;strong&gt;Kissel&lt;/strong&gt;. they are all so naughty and playful right now, they are just like little vacuum cleaners thats why they are growing so quickly. so i was thinking of their names already. but the only problem i have now is, i am still unable to find the difference between the 2 girls (the other girl is the runt in the litter). the both of them look so identical that i cant even spot the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;dumpling &lt;sbig&gt;tiramisu&lt;/sbig&gt; = boy&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;sbig&gt;&lt;strike&gt;tartlet&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/sbig&gt; siew mai = the runt in the litter.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;popcorn&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;sundae&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any suggestion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*none of the animals was injured during the photo taking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-593073811045914022?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/593073811045914022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/05/naughty-little-ones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/593073811045914022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/593073811045914022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/05/naughty-little-ones.html' title='naughty little ones.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1920789618845176751</id><published>2011-05-06T04:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T04:08:33.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peppermint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little little ones'/><title type='text'>not for sale. ♥</title><content type='html'>little little ones are growing very quickly to adult everyday. looking at the way they grow, play, learn, eat and sleep, are part of my life. but because of some idiot in the house, they cant stay by my side for long. i will then miss all these little things they do all the time. of course, that also include the older little ones as well. god knows how much i gonna miss them the moment i move them to &lt;i&gt;ling ling's&lt;/i&gt; place. i will end up missing all of the things they do. being able to live with them is the happiest times in my life. yes, they are important to me, they hold a very extraordinary position in my life. they are part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these little little ones are naughty, yet adorable. hope they all grow healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P5050913copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mother of the little little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P5040742copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P5040745copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P5040746copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little little one has something to object or support?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P5040764.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P5040776copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P5040864copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P5040862copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/P5040858copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*none of the little animals were injured/harmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1920789618845176751?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1920789618845176751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-little-ones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1920789618845176751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1920789618845176751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-little-ones.html' title='not for sale. ♥'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1852862471327195546</id><published>2011-05-05T03:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T23:14:57.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasion.'/><title type='text'>dinner at oriental hotel.</title><content type='html'>expensive dining in hotel for 2 reasons. one, for my brother's birthday and the other for mothers' day. the whole dinner isnt cheap, even the order is only a few dishes but it is over S$300. so we got a huge bread for appetizer, which they finished it and the 2 steaks, one medium well done while the other one is medium rare &lt;em&gt;(only for me)&lt;/em&gt;. reason being is, no one else in the same table as me would take the medium rare as it is not cooked entirely. i dont like steaks too cooked. theres a &lt;i&gt;crab meshed&lt;/i&gt; with my steak. could hardly tell that was made of crab. the other medium well done steak has accompanied with 3 big prawns. not only about the steaks, theres a big bowl of meshed potato, i could hardly take that after finishing a serving of medium rare steak. and last but not least, the deserts. a chocolate cake with hot chocolate filling in it and another which looks like custard pie. the special thing about the hotel &lt;em&gt;(well, i dont know. maybe i haven been too many hotels yet)&lt;/em&gt; is that the staffs would push the trolley with ingredients/dishes to explain about the dish to the customers. they would push the trolley with uncooked steak or deserts on the trolley and explain about it then you choose from there, etc. thats if you need them to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/04052011726copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/04052011730.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/04052011729copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/04052011728copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one prawny is missing because i ate it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/04052011735copy.jpg'" onmouseover="this.src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/04052011735copycopy.jpg'" onmouseout="this.src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/04052011735copy.jpg'"&gt; &lt;em&gt;hover this picture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1852862471327195546?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1852862471327195546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/05/dinner-at-oriental-hotel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1852862471327195546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1852862471327195546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/05/dinner-at-oriental-hotel.html' title='dinner at oriental hotel.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-6562997750901824407</id><published>2011-04-29T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T01:55:00.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>it's friday, finally!</title><content type='html'>oh thank goodness, it is friday, FINALLY! be it working or not, weekends are still the one i am waiting for all the time. and monday to thursday are usually the days that take the longest and slowest to pass, while friday to sunday are the days that pass very quickly. it gonna be a long weekend &lt;em&gt;not long enough&lt;/em&gt;. well, this weekend will be away as well. cant remember since when i am away on weekends. even i am away, i still miss my little ones. always wonder if they behave themselves when i am not around, are they ok, etc. miss them all the time without fail. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i go to bed soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6562997750901824407?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6562997750901824407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-friday-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='grumblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peppermint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>macaroni + campbell's soup</title><content type='html'>i haven written for 10 days. things happened, lost some, gain some, etc. other then the unhappy quarrels. i lost &lt;i&gt;milk tea&lt;/i&gt; in my hands, who had been with me for almost 2 years. i would say she is gone due to old age, or may be illness that wasnt surfaced. i hope she will have a better next life &lt;em&gt;the all time saying to every of my little ones who left me&lt;/em&gt;. i am saying it not because of prayers that sort of thing. i am saying it genuinely from deepest of my heart, i really want them good. i believe in souls after death. i know being an animal is not easy or very good life, especially small animals. of course, theres very good owners around in the world. but not every pet gets that kind of luxury. in my opinion, i never once thought i am a good owner. i am always thinking that i never done enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, besides saddening story there. i have 4 little little ones, still nursing. and i cant wait for them to open their eyes (not about if they can really see). cant wait for them to start destroying, playing, being naughty etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P4260679copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P4260683copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i was out early in the morning to get certain things done. and came back only in the afternoon about 4pm. and i didnt get to eat anything even before i go out. so i drop by supermarket to get some things thats convenient to cook. and thats what i get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P4270694copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*none of the animals was disturbed/injured during the photo taking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-4931147670458743266?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4931147670458743266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/04/macaroni-campbells-soup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4931147670458743266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4931147670458743266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/04/macaroni-campbells-soup.html' title='macaroni + campbell&apos;s soup'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1257816259256927191</id><published>2011-04-17T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T06:05:06.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>it sucks...</title><content type='html'>it is bad when one is not in good terms with his/her family. i am one of them. when you think that you are like invisible in the house, and that as long as theres no quarrel everything should be able to maintain. but no. even then, the person will still find fault with you. will still think of ways to make the relationship from bad to worse. the moment when one approached you to talk about something, it will leads to negative impact of the relationship. it doesnt matter who the person is, be it your mother, father, brother or sister. negative impact, leaving a crack in the whole relationship, will never be able to mend it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is different from a romance relationship. at least, break up is a solution if theres a crack in it. but a family relationship? to severe ties?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. but if it is referring to being filial to parents, yes, i may be not doing a good job. but i would rather be filial to my grandma, who would protect me from being beaten up by my brother or stop the beating, who baby sit me when i was a kid. the one that i truly feel being loved. unlike my own mother, who gave me a life, who supported me till i grew into adulthood. but has never protected me like my grandma did. in fact, she would even join in the scolding fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, she is separating me and my little ones apart for all her nonsense excuses. and the only reason for me to return to this place so-called home, is because of my little ones. they are important to me. and she makes it like they are a 'thing' that can be thrown away like rubbish. by doing this, it will never make us closer in the family. it will only make us grow further apart. nothing is ever going to mend this crack anymore. we are just a 'in-name family', and i will still give her monthly 'pay' from my salary (when i am working) just for duty of 'in-name family'. those little things that she has done for me (and vice versa), are just temporary moments, it's only the surface of our relationship. deep in it, our relationship sucks to core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one will ever wants to have such family like mine. and i promise, if i ever establish my own family, i will never let my own family be the way i have now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1257816259256927191?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1257816259256927191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1257816259256927191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1257816259256927191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-sucks.html' title='it sucks...'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-8039200352107570088</id><published>2011-04-08T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T16:34:58.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>random-ness &amp; messy-ness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P4070504copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing better to do, looking at my table, seeing how messy it is. all the little things that should be kept away yet lying everywhere on my table. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/doh.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i will be going to &lt;i&gt;ling ling's&lt;/i&gt; place later, hope it doesnt rain till i get there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-8039200352107570088?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8039200352107570088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/04/random-ness-messy-ness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/8039200352107570088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P4070502copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my table is in a mess, with poddy &lt;em&gt;resting&lt;/em&gt; for my usage later. hopes it wakes up soon to entertain me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P4070503copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-7634758917062567489?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7634758917062567489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-for-lunch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/7634758917062567489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/7634758917062567489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-for-lunch.html' title='what&apos;s for lunch...'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-6845750306149062898</id><published>2011-04-06T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T17:13:10.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasion.'/><title type='text'>anniversary.</title><content type='html'>celebrated our first year anniversary in &lt;strong&gt;JB&lt;/strong&gt;. in the same hotel (those 5 stars hotel) we stayed in for the previous trips with his mum. yes, his mum was with us too, for our anniversary. everything is still good and managed to get flowers for our anniversary. not real flowers, but is good enough. after all, i had never gotten paper roses before. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/glad.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P4030438copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: i love you. happy anniversary.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/love.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6845750306149062898?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6845750306149062898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/04/anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6845750306149062898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6845750306149062898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/04/anniversary.html' title='anniversary.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-6093344159427748643</id><published>2011-03-30T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T00:36:17.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muah ji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>bird nest for breakfast.</title><content type='html'>early in the morning, when i woke up so reluctantly and then preparing for work. my mum came into my room with a bowl of bird nest that she made for my sis in law who is pregnant. so i was a little in a hurry and no time for me think anymore, so i quickly finish it up. but i still manage to spend a minute to take a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P3280427copy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the night before (sunday night) i was cleaning their houses, the night i broke the glass. i also re-arranged their houses. that would explain why i was so tired after the cleaning. their houses now look like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P3280416copy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, my precious little &lt;i&gt;muah ji&lt;/i&gt;. it is very difficult to take her picture. she simply refuse to. and the best part is, she knows it that some one is trying to take her picture. then, she will find ways to avoid the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P3190192copy-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6093344159427748643?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6093344159427748643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/03/home-made-bird-nest-for-breakfast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6093344159427748643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6093344159427748643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/03/home-made-bird-nest-for-breakfast.html' title='bird nest for breakfast.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-3877806606369509736</id><published>2011-03-28T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T01:28:30.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>tiring night...</title><content type='html'>just as i was thinking to clean up my little ones' houses as i wont be home the next day after work. i thought i should at least do my chores, ensure they are all clean before i go to bed. after an hour or so of cleaning, i was perspiring from head to toe, clothes were starting to be soaking wet. once i was done, i decided to shower and have a cup of chilling coke to reward my hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wrapped myself in towel and took my glass and ice cubes from the freezer. when i was about to reach the dining table to place the glass there to break the ice cubes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- c l a n g -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the empty glass in my hand slipped and dropped onto the floor in the kitchen, broken into many pieces and shattered all over the kitchen floor. and that was like 12am+. the glass was quite sturdy, from &lt;strong&gt;ikea&lt;/strong&gt; anyway. it slipped from my hand at about 1 metre from ground, and bounced once on the floor before it breaks into many pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave myself extra work to do, just when i thought i can finally sit down and relax. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/sweat.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-3877806606369509736?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3877806606369509736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/03/long-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/3877806606369509736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/3877806606369509736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/03/long-night.html' title='tiring night...'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1667055867655368955</id><published>2011-03-22T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T20:55:44.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tang yuan'/><title type='text'>mini polar bear.</title><content type='html'>i was telling &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; that &lt;b&gt;Knut&lt;/b&gt; the famous polar bear, the photogenic bear that seems to wave when he was 3 months old (taken from Yahoo News), has passed away. &lt;em&gt;so sad~&lt;/em&gt; then, i told &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that we have &lt;b&gt;tang yuan&lt;/b&gt;! he has been growing very quickly. he is white and rather big in size, but still cute looking like a miniature polar bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P3210240copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P3190197copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/P3190198copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1667055867655368955?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1667055867655368955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/03/mini-polar-bear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1667055867655368955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1667055867655368955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/03/mini-polar-bear.html' title='mini polar bear.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-8541549503943185590</id><published>2011-03-14T01:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T01:14:20.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>pinkie pink.</title><content type='html'>went to the IT fair on saturday in the evening. there were so many people there and it was like &lt;em&gt;people mountain people sea&lt;/em&gt;. everywhere were jammed by human badly just like traffic jam. the worst is, some push some squeeze some sweaty. it was bad enough for adults, i dont know why parents still brought their babies and kids for. so suffering for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i gotten my digital cam, &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; gotten himself a very dirt cheap (S$20) speakers for his desktop. hope it can last him for quite a while &lt;em&gt;-keep finger cross.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/13032011715copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-8541549503943185590?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-3089186047031723260</id><published>2011-03-10T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T15:01:46.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>silly~</title><content type='html'>remember i said i will take pictures of silly (sealy)? the seal plush that &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; insisted in buying for me. and he likes it, too. i am more worried it may turn yellowish and fur dropping everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/10032011707copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/10032011708copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my sis-in-law is pregnant. it supposed to be something happy. but not for me. i have no idea what does it got to with my little animals. they are living in my room, which my room door is closed almost all times, and they are so small living in tanks. they are not dogs/cats which wander around in the house and dropping fur everywhere! ever since i had them, she (my mum) find all ways and means to get rid of them. how is it possible for me to give away after i had them for so long, let alone abandon them. unless i move out with them. i'm so sick and tired of arguing with her about this issue. and because theres people like her, causes so many animals being abandoned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-3089186047031723260?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-6178546216767348168</id><published>2011-03-05T04:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T00:41:24.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>going out again...</title><content type='html'>i was away because &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; wants to celebrate my birthday (first time), and wants to bring me take plane. i was back to singapore 2 days ago (one and half day, in fact). and i am going out again. after all the unpacking of stuffs, now i have to start packing again. i will be away for another one and half day. and, i supposed to reach &lt;i&gt;ling ling's&lt;/i&gt; place later at 11am. yet, i am still awake now at 4.30am, i am so dead meat later. is either i go to bed real soon, or i would stay up till i reach his place. i doubt i could go to bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got a naughty &lt;i&gt;muah ji&lt;/i&gt; walking everywhere on my desk, biting the fur ball hanging on my keys like as though she is having a war with the fur ball. and then, licking my lamp on my desk. climbing across my arms and walking everywhere on my fingers on my keyboard as i am typing this. she is about to pull my fingers off the keyboard to bring her home already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6178546216767348168?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6178546216767348168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/03/going-out-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasion.'/><title type='text'>back to sg, back home.</title><content type='html'>i've been away for about 4 days, departed since 28th feb early in the morning. woked up around 6am in the morning and pull the luggage to take a cab to airport. when the sun hasnt rise, when the people going to work/school, &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; and me were like weirdos carrying our luggage on a weekday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/Photo0016copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wore a tee and shorts to board the plane, and &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; said he hasnt fly in too casual clothes, he always fly wearing jeans. so he wore a polo tee and berms to fly too. well, it's only a 45-60mins flight. anyway, we arrived to KL and checked in the hotel about 12pm, and we went out straight. the first day was so tired. never stop walking and walking almost everywhere. and the first day, &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; kind of spoilt the toilet in our hotel room. water leaking and ought to change room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/Photo0154copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/Photo0089copy.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;taken from the room's view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/Photo0121copy.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the actual building taken on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bought a black charcoal bread. it is really black, totally. it tasted like normal bread though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/01032011651copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/01032011655copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/01032011653copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have walked around the city, Pavillion. it's a very huge mall full of branded shops. it's big and rather empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/Photo0086copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we even bought quite a few books and &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; insist on buying the seal plushie for me from the &lt;strong&gt;AQUARIA&lt;/strong&gt;, and i name her SILLY (sealy, actually). i will take a picture of Silly when i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i quickly unpacked to sort out my items at &lt;i&gt;ling ling's&lt;/i&gt; house, and quickly go back home to see my little ones. i miss them so much, really...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1165054279295048982?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-4325574531938145856</id><published>2011-02-22T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T21:49:41.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasion.'/><title type='text'>birthday 23.</title><content type='html'>celebrated my chinese and english birthday last week with my mum, because i will be away during my actual birthday week. so we went to have japanese restaurant at plaza singapura. had a durian cake (every year) thats custom baked from &lt;i&gt;ling ling's&lt;/i&gt; friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum had a set meal and it comes with a dessert, cheese cake. but no matter how we look at it, it looks more like a mango flavor ice cream. as in the color and the texture does not looks like cake. and the size of the cheese cake, is very &lt;small&gt;small&lt;/small&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/17022011635copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; requested it to have a picture of &lt;strong&gt;Grizzly, gloomy bear&lt;/strong&gt;. &amp;amp; had left me with no choice but to cut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/17022011638copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/17022011639copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-4325574531938145856?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4325574531938145856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/birthday-23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4325574531938145856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4325574531938145856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/birthday-23.html' title='birthday 23.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-6092067432106035665</id><published>2011-02-17T16:34:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T16:49:43.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasion.'/><title type='text'>valentine gift ♥</title><content type='html'>...as continued from the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentine.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(first valentine).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the gift from &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; that i received in jan 2011 in advance. he had longed to get rid of my previous watch, he just dont like it. and he decided to get it since i would rarely like or pick a watch (i am quite picky with watches). so he got me &lt;strong&gt;Sheen (casio)&lt;/strong&gt;, with the pink bling blings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/22022011645copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/22022011643copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/22022011644copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: thank you, love you.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/love.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6092067432106035665?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6092067432106035665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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&lt;strong&gt;Just Go With It&lt;/strong&gt;, not bad and quite funny. then, we went to have his favorite ramen. of cause, not to forget roses. he did get roses for me and was delivered to office. so i took the bouquet of roses home since i left at 12.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;pretty? &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/blush.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/14022011630copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/14022011629copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-96482476016501140?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-4475615713305925523</id><published>2011-02-11T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T23:19:53.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>you think it's funny?</title><content type='html'>some people (dont want to name them) just thinks that the things they do are funny. they can be a few year older whom you think they should be more matured. they can be a parent of their own kids who should know how to teach their kids. but thinking again, i think i am wrong. not wrong because i let them down (i have never done so) nor because i was in the wrong to begin with. the whole picture here is just somewhat tells me, human doesnt need to be older or a parent to be matured. i am wrong because i thought of them too nice in my mind. wrong because i thought wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things they do at times really makes me feel disgusted, to a certain extent i even start thinking if the &lt;i&gt;listerin pourer&lt;/i&gt; is better than them or what? at least he know what afraid is. unlike some other people, they do things indirectly aiming at you and then smile at you like as though nothing had happened. they stabbed you at the back, and plaster your wound when they face you. do you know how disgusting it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if such people will ever suffer from split personalities as time pass. but then again, is it the working environment that force them into this. or is it just plain &lt;u&gt;UGLY-NESS OF PEOPLE&lt;/u&gt;. believe such people would have karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please idiot, dont tell me that you dont care what other people say about you. and then start treating people badly simply because you mind it so much of what people say about you! your lousy assumption, you thought all wrong. not everyone is like the way you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-4475615713305925523?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4475615713305925523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-think-its-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4475615713305925523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4475615713305925523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-think-its-funny.html' title='you think it&apos;s funny?'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-2538256554419164343</id><published>2011-02-10T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T19:17:08.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>amazing.</title><content type='html'>i was bored after all the coding that i have done for my blog, so i decided to look around sites. and i came across this blog who deco their HUGE hammies' house. i mean huge that could be bigger than mine (approx. 4.5ft x 2ft x 1.5ft). it's so pretty and cool, but i guess the washing is not an easy thing. not only the pretty homes for the hammies, and of course, the important lead in the homes, the cute hammies. looking at their homes make me envy too. i wished i could be like them, having that money, space, materials etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, take a look &lt;a href="http://hamstergehege.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29840567@N03/sets/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-2538256554419164343?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2538256554419164343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/amazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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new year, even to his friend's place. we gamble &amp;nbsp;and we did win a little (another round this coming sat). after all the playing, we &lt;i&gt;'play'&lt;/i&gt; with 鱼生 (yu sheng). the way we do it, is like throwing around and messing up the whole thing. it looks like as though it wasnt served on a plate, but it was! it was so messy that the plate cant be seen! this is the different style of yu sheng that i had all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/Photo0007copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6985041375246709976?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6985041375246709976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/yu-sheng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6985041375246709976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6985041375246709976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/yu-sheng.html' title='Yu Sheng 鱼生'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1334121314296956869</id><published>2011-02-04T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T01:25:29.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kissel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>little precious-es has reunion dinner.</title><content type='html'>after the whole day outside for these two days, i come back in time to feed them just like reunion dinner. feeding them and playing with them is my everyday to-do thing. just that on special occasions they get to have special treats, excluding dried meal worms. quite a few times i had always wanted to hug them tight and tell them i love them. but the thing is, they are too small to be hugged... and i have this naughty looking little boy running on my bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;thats little kissel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/26012011570copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little toffee who loves to stand up on her hind paws. she has very pretty fur coat too. and i manage to capture her picture like as though she winked. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/wink.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/05122010470copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;this is her sleeping style, so... un-glam...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/24012011560copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/24012011559copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1334121314296956869?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1334121314296956869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-precious-es-has-reunion-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1334121314296956869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1334121314296956869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-precious-es-has-reunion-dinner.html' title='little precious-es has reunion dinner.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-5160534446162903738</id><published>2011-02-02T12:45:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T23:42:32.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>chinese new year</title><content type='html'>by tomorrow it will be the year of rabbit, according to chinese calendar. and as usual new clothes, new shoes and etc. almost every thing will be new. this year, for myself i didnt really went for shopping neither do i have any urge or feel like shopping. i've only gotten a few things for myself, new bed sheet, new fitflop and new bra. thats all. no new clothes, no new heels, no new bag... sad case huh. i dont know why. it just... so weird this year. it's ok, i guess i will pamper myself after chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just few days back i was grumbling about a bedsheet i bought quite some time ago, that i was out of my mind to buy that (because it wasnt very pretty). BUT i manage to get another new bedsheet that i really like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/02022011596copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was at ling ling's place last night and watched taiwan drama on his computer, even white &lt;i&gt;claws&lt;/i&gt; (ling ling name him that) is watching. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/doh.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/01022011596copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my Hershey's chocolate at ling ling's place too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/01022011595copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;lastly, greetings.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 60px;"&gt;新&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-size: 60px;"&gt;年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 60px;"&gt;快&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-size: 60px;"&gt;乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 60px;"&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-5160534446162903738?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5160534446162903738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5160534446162903738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5160534446162903738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='chinese new year'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1129624117185620099</id><published>2011-02-01T02:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T02:18:01.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tang yuan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pudding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>always called wrongly...</title><content type='html'>i have Tang Yuan (glutinous rice&amp;nbsp;balls) since 20 nov 2010. he looks exactly like Pudding. thus, i always call out to the wrong name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pudding had passed on, probably due to old age and maybe partly due to the growth. Pudding had never been close to me. perhaps 'cause he was very bitey. he had always been independent, and stayed at a corner. he only started seeking my attention when i had always carried his son or others. he had learned to trust me, to want to need me. he even waited for my return to say goodbye.&lt;/blockquote&gt;some times his behavior would remind me of pudding. he has thick and pretty fur. he is toilet trained! only wants to pee in that particular bath sand bowl. if the bowl is different, he refuse to pee in it and would pee else where. i have no idea to describe him as fussy or self-discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/26012011566copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/26012011569copy.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1129624117185620099?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1129624117185620099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/always-called-wrongly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1129624117185620099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1129624117185620099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/02/always-called-wrongly.html' title='always called wrongly...'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-5622116729253335157</id><published>2011-01-31T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T23:30:40.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>big "diamond" ♥</title><content type='html'>it took very long to arrive, which &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt; starts wonder is it reaching safely us. refund is almost the last thing to do after the long wait, but who knows it finally came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only a very big paper weight thats a shape of diamond. didnt expect it to be so huge. (: but i love it even though it is not real diamond. &amp;amp; it's from &lt;i&gt;ling ling&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/love.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it pretty?~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/27012011589copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/27012011586copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-5622116729253335157?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5622116729253335157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/big-diamond.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5622116729253335157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5622116729253335157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/big-diamond.html' title='big &quot;diamond&quot; ♥'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-6714149331960824729</id><published>2011-01-26T02:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T02:17:49.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>glossy ipod casing.</title><content type='html'>it's not easy to get pretty ipod (3rd generation) casing nowadays. often see the suitable casing made of silicon, which i dont like. and those transparent plastic casing are too easy to be broken. yes, i had already broke 3 of them. i almost gave up and think i should just stick to silicon case. but i went to jurong point the other day and pass by a shop. just as i was browsing thru the items, i saw the case i wanted. the glossy casing. i was hesitating which color to take, but i still end up buying 2, S$13 each including screen protector. so elated! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/25012011566copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6714149331960824729?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6714149331960824729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/glossy-ipod-casing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6714149331960824729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6714149331960824729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/glossy-ipod-casing.html' title='glossy ipod casing.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-4692712362890907802</id><published>2011-01-25T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T20:39:45.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>that's what plants can be used for...</title><content type='html'>i have never thought of what else can the miniature botanic garden that my mum has in our house do. besides photosynthesis and taking in oxygen when it comes to night time, it has other usage. i have finally found out today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/25012011562copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats my mum's billiant idea. artistic? i think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-4692712362890907802?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4692712362890907802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/thats-what-plants-can-be-used-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4692712362890907802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4692712362890907802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/thats-what-plants-can-be-used-as.html' title='that&apos;s what plants can be used for...'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-8869330371338117357</id><published>2011-01-24T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T03:50:45.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muah ji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>muah ji wants to play!</title><content type='html'>she was jumping around in her house, looking for me like the way she do when she was younger. she is already 25 months old, getting cranky and sleeping all the time and can rarely see her behaving like this. unfortunately, she wants to play when i need to prepare for work!!! i want to play with her as much as she wants too... but i cant. i did play with her for a short while, she didnt had enough. seeing her continue jumping around in her house after i placed her back, makes me feel so bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because of that she was all over in my mind. i really miss her when i was working. so i tried to make it up to her after i am home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/05122010476copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-8869330371338117357?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8869330371338117357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/muah-ji-wants-to-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/8869330371338117357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/8869330371338117357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/muah-ji-wants-to-play.html' title='muah ji wants to play!'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1771717733924891626</id><published>2011-01-22T14:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:26:04.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kissel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grizzly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>poisoned by grizzly &amp; little Kissel.</title><content type='html'>went to IMM yesterday after work, theres this toy shop where they have many plushie toys such as doraemon, hello kitty, GRIZZLY etc... thats also where my first big grizzly come from. so we went in and poisoned by the sweet grizzly which has checkered ribbon on. gotten 2 colors, one for me and the other for him. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/21012011546copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my do-re-mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/22012011546copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i wasnt at home i would think of Kissel, after all he is the first male robo i have. always wonder if he is adapting well. Kissel [kisel,kizel] is a russian dessert. i carried him today and felt that he is stronger now, doesnt feel that fragil like a baby anymore. he is growing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i love all my precious-es too &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/21012011540copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/21012011542copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1771717733924891626?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1771717733924891626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/poisoned-by-grizzly-little-kissel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1771717733924891626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1771717733924891626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/poisoned-by-grizzly-little-kissel.html' title='poisoned by grizzly &amp; little Kissel.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-8957762959282674624</id><published>2011-01-20T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T21:27:28.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grizzly'/><title type='text'>my own grizzly ♥</title><content type='html'>these are my own grizzly. cute &amp;amp; expensive. hmmm, maybe still reasonable depending what type of grizzly.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aint they cute???~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/29112010464copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, my big grizzly has her job to do.. to keep an eye on my little precious-es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/28092010409copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/28092010410copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-8957762959282674624?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8957762959282674624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-own-grizzly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/8957762959282674624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/8957762959282674624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-own-grizzly.html' title='my own grizzly ♥'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-8623161139812611507</id><published>2011-01-20T05:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T05:27:28.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more time now.</title><content type='html'>i have finally have &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; time to continue blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've changed the blogskin and the layout, and still editing at the moment. the best part is i actually did not realise it's already 5am! lucky i am not working today, otherwise, i dont think i can make it at all. one thing that i start realising and i cant deny, i am getting old. just for staying up these two nights, i am already start to feel neck aching. besides keeping my eyes and hands on my computer, i am also diverting some of my attention to my little naughty ones. they are really naughty and all, but i really love them. love about their everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of them has left me and some came. though i know very well they will leave me when the day comes. but i never fail to cry each time one leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the reason for me not working today, is because i am having part time job. i've resigned from that job that i no longer able to face it everyday. thus, i switched it to part time. at least i dont need to face it everyday and still earn a little and gain the experience as well till i get a new job. the only thing i dont like that is the policy and the politic &lt;em&gt;(it wasnt like that in the past)&lt;/em&gt;. the only thing that  i would miss, the people there. but i am not sure if i could still miss the people by the time i really leave for good &lt;em&gt;(people is changing all the time)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should go to bed soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-8623161139812611507?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8623161139812611507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/more-time-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/8623161139812611507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/8623161139812611507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2011/01/more-time-now.html' title='more time now.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1969899070264830313</id><published>2010-05-22T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T17:46:40.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it has been 3 months.</title><content type='html'>so the last update was in feb. things happened in the last 3 months... upexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, after mochi left me in feb. whip cream left me too, in march. onwards i was afraid all of my little ones are going to leave me 1 by 1 in the following months. whip cream decided to give up her life due to a huge lump in her. even the vet wouldnt recommend to go for surgery. and luckily the chain of death stopped at the moment. but even then, i would still try my best to cherish all of them. especially knowing well they are ageing. and, i am left with 6 little precious ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, april, birthday month of muah ji's kids. yes they are a year old already. they are all lively and all. (:&lt;br /&gt;the other thing that happen was, break up. yes, the close to 4 years relationship ended. cant explain exactly who is at fault, but thats no longer the issue. perhaps, both his and my fault. but well, things that have to happen, can never be stopped nor prevented. matter of time. 1 goes, comes another. this is what i supposed, chapters of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, may. nothing much but work. soon my contract with the company is due. work everyday and take a few mc, and days pass very quickly. so soon it's coming to mid of the year, and then soon the third quarter of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/04052010303copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1969899070264830313?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1516862074912624507</id><published>2010-02-06T02:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:26:32.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mochi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>goodbye, my little girl.</title><content type='html'>i have say even though i didnt wish this is real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mochi left me with all her left over medicine. i hate this. i saw her unable to open her eyes, she was still tryin to walk and lay down with herself breathin so hard. i could sense something aint rite, but i refuse to think tat she may not be able to make it. i told her to stay strong. however, by morning just when i woke up and goin to work.. i looked at her, she isnt there with me anymore. her body was froze and i knew she had left. i didnt want to touch her to prove myself rite. but i have to. tears filled my eyes and i was lost. i dunno wat to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to let her leave. i hate to say goodbye. i hate to see her sufferin.&lt;br /&gt;i have to let her go. i have to say goodbye to her.&lt;br /&gt;i pray she will have better life, pray tat she will be pink in health, pray tat she would learn to trust people and less stuborn. i pray everything for her next live.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank people wishin well for me and mochi. and i sincerely appreciated my &lt;em&gt;twin&lt;/em&gt; was there with me when i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/15122009200copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goodbye my little one. you will be in my heart, forever. please dun fall sick again and go into better family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1516862074912624507?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1516862074912624507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2010/02/goodbye-my-little-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1516862074912624507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/1516862074912624507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2010/02/goodbye-my-little-girl.html' title='goodbye, my little girl.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-6130470763170257231</id><published>2010-01-30T19:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:27:36.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>so it happen just like tat.</title><content type='html'>i have lots of things to share, actually. but it all gone. tat i dun wish to share everything already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just this afternoon when i was on the way home after work, i saw it.. first time ever in my life with my own eyes. usually what i get to see is when an accident happened, is only the left over damaged vehicles and police. but not today. i saw a man lying motionlessly on the road. having the man bout 10m away from his very heavy looking bike. there isnt any police nor ambulance at that moment. people crowd around the man and people left as well. people crowd around and talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's often that myself has never been the one in the such situation, be it the victim or the withness. i never knew how the feeling of it and i never will know what to do, as myself not being in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing such thing with my own eyes, what in my mind is &lt;em&gt;"oh my god, is he gonna be ok?"&lt;/em&gt; and then doesnt feel very good about it. of course, understand some people may just feel &lt;em&gt;"a man lying there on the road lor."&lt;/em&gt; and doesnt seems to feel much about it. definitely, i didnt felt good seeing such thing happening. is a kind of feeling which i cant seems to describe. it's scary. and it had recorded the scene in my mind, automatically.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6130470763170257231?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6130470763170257231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-it-happen-just-like-tat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6130470763170257231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6130470763170257231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-it-happen-just-like-tat.html' title='so it happen just like tat.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-5317959243565415471</id><published>2009-12-30T23:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:27:59.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muah ji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>muah ji, hamster of the month.</title><content type='html'>i submitted one of muah ji's photo to hamster hideout for hamster of the month contest. she won in the november 2009. was very surprised because i really thought some one else will win as they are very good photos as well. so i supposed thats the birthday present for her, she turned 1 year old in december 2009. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2693/4224693599_f422dfb746.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hamster of the month (november) certificate in &lt;a href="http://hamsterhideout.com/blog/2009/12/30/hamster-of-the-month-november-2009-muah-ji/" target="_blank"&gt;hamster hideout&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, the 2010 calendar also has got muah ji and durian photos in it. &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2660/4224292441_80bbb6bd23_o.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muah ji in november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4224292323_0ee863a091_o.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;durian in february.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-5317959243565415471?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5317959243565415471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/muah-ji-hamster-of-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5317959243565415471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5317959243565415471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/muah-ji-hamster-of-month.html' title='muah ji, hamster of the month.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2693/4224693599_f422dfb746_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-7996887007657851233</id><published>2009-12-28T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:28:31.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mochi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>mishap.</title><content type='html'>sadly, this happened on my young trainer. i cant imagine how she would be like, her expression, her not-smiling face.. when i first met her, she was lively and very far from unhappiness. theres no way to relate her with unhappy. but right now, she is going thru this.. i have no idea how she is now, and dunno what to say. i never gone thru such thing, yet. still, i hope she will remain strong, brave and all. and hope she will be able to walk out of it after some time, pray that her life will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, mochi is hospitalized, again. this time for a week. she is havin kind of complicated issues. even i got no idea where i should start from. so i left her with the vet, under the professional care makes me feel more comfortable this time. and we shall see how things goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-7996887007657851233?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7996887007657851233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/mishap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/7996887007657851233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/7996887007657851233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/mishap.html' title='mishap.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-146056651848151296</id><published>2009-12-16T18:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:38:56.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dao huay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mochi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muah ji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whip cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>not again.</title><content type='html'>so my little devils are growing, having more and more kind of patterns. as time flies, i am with them for a year. not all of them, but muah ji. and she is a year old now, getting lazier and more naughty. as for mochi, she has removed more than half of the thread out of her wound. so she still has got a little more to go. her wound is ok already, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/16122009219copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penny of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/16122009217copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/16122009213copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/15122009200copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when theres no wheel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/Untitled-1copy.gif" width="368" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/muahji-1.gif" width="323" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-146056651848151296?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/146056651848151296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/146056651848151296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/146056651848151296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-again.html' title='not again.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-2632726438858072952</id><published>2009-12-14T23:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:31:35.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>i can tell you.</title><content type='html'>no matter how long we are together, still you never seems to remember this. you seen it before how i flare up at others for this mistake, yet, even you repeat the same old mistake that others made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i dun like to find things out myself, and if i were to do so. you know it's doom day. you know i got this ability to find that something. you know it very well. you know what will ever gonna happen, what the ending will be like. you know it all, yet you allow yourself to make that mistake. you know very well i can flare up like it's the end of world. still, you carelessly make that mistake. be it theres nothing or everthing behind it, i still would flare up. and thats me, my temper and my character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you choose not to say it, and when i happen to find it out. you make yourself going thru that hard life, explaining. a little action, can save a lot. so what if theres nothing going on, oh man, dun tell me i have to wait till something is going on. that wont be just a doom day. i can be not bothered by others, i can act as if i dun know anything about others. because i will eventually make them die uglier. but not for you, i will not act. &lt;i&gt;and to that some people out there, it's just the matter of time. the longer you drag it, the worst it gonna be. my temper, attitude and tolerance, are not things you can mess with. if you have the guts to make me angry, make sure you have the guts to apologise right in my face as well.&lt;/i&gt; you know who you are, i will &lt;em&gt;pray&lt;/em&gt; for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that little action, can save me from erupting, can save yourself getting burnt and can save your time explaining. definitely, save lots of unneccessary troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dun make me start my nonsense, you wont like it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-2632726438858072952?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2632726438858072952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-can-tell-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2632726438858072952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2632726438858072952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-can-tell-you.html' title='i can tell you.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-450501197580458416</id><published>2009-12-10T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:32:08.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>i'm like...</title><content type='html'>so tired, as though i am working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, all i did was to go for interviews. but it can be so tiring. in fact, so sick of it already. it seems like going for interviewing has become my job, a no-pay job. and i got no idea when this thing is going to end, end for good. i wanna give up already. wanna just stop everything already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday morning this little brave girl, mochi, was out of her ICU cage. ended up running freely on the floor in my room. i dunno how many falling offs she did, in order to land on the floor from the table. good thing is, she is fine? i supposed. i tried checking for injuries on her, but none. this girl really shocked me up from my sleep early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna stop everything soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-450501197580458416?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/450501197580458416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/450501197580458416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/450501197580458416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-like.html' title='i&apos;m like...'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-6740958807703572511</id><published>2009-12-07T22:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:32:52.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mochi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>lookin' good.</title><content type='html'>today is the 4th day since she did the surgery, and also the last day of pain killer. so onwards i only need to feed 1 medicine which is the anti-biotic. feeding her medicine was never an easy task. but i have to continue the anti-biotic till 14th of this month or finish the remaining, which ever comes first. she is showing good and fast improvement on her recovery. all she needs was that few hours after i brought her home, and she begin to start rioting.. it involves destroying, tearing and messing up tissue papers, doing stunts and biting cage bars in the ICU cage. in all, the idea is to turn everything in the cage upside down. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/icon_confused.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really glad that i heed advice from others who are more experienced than i am, who gone through cases like this. otherwise, the chance of losing mochi may be higher. sincerely thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like i say, it's only been a few days. yet she changed from that pale and skinny look back to her usual fluffy meat ball now. and she's busy everyday even though theres no wheel for her. busy tearing up the tissue papers, scratching the glass bottle (hideout) and biting bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/07122009173copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/07122009175copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/07122009172copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/07122009176copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*due to the positions she was in the pictures, thus, unable to see her wound.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed height="261" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6740958807703572511?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6740958807703572511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/lookin-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6740958807703572511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6740958807703572511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/lookin-good.html' title='lookin&apos; good.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-2253103755814244417</id><published>2009-12-07T03:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:33:15.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mochi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>content may make you uncomfortable.</title><content type='html'>some people may be curious about what mochi is going through and wants to know exactly how things look like. i have to remind you that it may make you uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i refuse to bring that whatever lump is that was inside her. it seems to be nothing really horrible, as in not black not huge. it's red like part of her flesh and it's about 1 to 1.5cm in size. but the cut on her seems big despite the size of the lump is 1 to 1.5cm. and the stitches on her is really visible with a little dried blood. i am rather lucky that she aint biting the stitches, which i pray she continue to be a good girl until she is completely healed. and she really looked pale and drained out. she looked a little smaller in size too. so poor little girl, she used to be a small fluffy meat ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before she undergo surgery with the lump (arrow indicating the lump):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/03122009136copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after surgery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/04122009157copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stitches:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/04122009158copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really looks painful. even i didnt dare to grab her, but i have to in order to feed her medicine. the wound somehow scare me that my hands were shivering while trying to grab her on her neck. already she was in pain, and myself as a first timer experiencing this. the feeling sucks. but i am glad she is doing well now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-2253103755814244417?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2253103755814244417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/content-may-make-you-uncomfortable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2253103755814244417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2253103755814244417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/content-may-make-you-uncomfortable.html' title='content may make you uncomfortable.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-2256660657690801665</id><published>2009-12-04T16:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:33:47.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mochi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>she is back home.</title><content type='html'>i am making use of the time when she is dozing off to touch my computer. sounds like a mother can only do her things when her baby is asleep? yea. and i even have to do it softly and gently, so as not to wake her up. placing her next to my computer on the table is the best spot for me to keep an eye on her closely. so people who sms me please bear with me, i may not reply immediately and i may miss some calls as well. because it will be in silent mode. and people who msn me, dont mind me, i may be slow as well. you know typing softly and slowly to produce lesser and softer sound is a little difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was saying, mochi was going through the surgery without me yesterday night. i left the vet without her, felt so heavy-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1am+, received a sms from the vet that she had woke up from the anaesthesia after the surgery. &lt;i&gt;phew, she wakes up.&lt;/i&gt; but i didnt feel good, still. did feel a little better, but not totally. until i get to see her. so today i went out at 12pm+ to bring her home. the vet showed me the lump that was inside her, about 1-1.5cm. it was kind of red and bloody as well. i didnt want to bring that lump back because i dont feel good with it. &lt;i&gt;yea, i cant handle such things or a pool of blood. but i am ok with my own blood.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally she is home with me now, the first thing i did, change her tissue paper bedding. and for goodness sake, she bite my finger. so hard like the way she used to, my finger bleed. so i supposed this is a good sign. she got that energy to bite me again. &lt;i&gt;smile&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*pictures of her? next few days. till she is stable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recover soon my little mochi. you are my brave little girl. get well soon, and dont bite your stitches. please bear with it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-2256660657690801665?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2256660657690801665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/she-is-back-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2256660657690801665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2256660657690801665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/she-is-back-home.html' title='she is back home.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-4304080808913905192</id><published>2009-12-03T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:34:21.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mochi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>so...</title><content type='html'>apparently, i am unable to stay by her side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wish she can use the same or more energy to fight against death, just like how she bite my finger hard. even though she often bite me real hard when i handle her, and even though i often scold her for biting me so hard. but i never once hate her nor want her dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i could, hold back my tears. but i cant. tears immediately filled my eyes after i signed the surgery form. i told myself i am prepared for it. still, it felt different when facing it. and it totally felt different, when always i will bring back whoever i bring to the vet. not this time. i came home empty handed. felt so different. i can only bring her back the next day. and praying hard to bring her back, for recovery, and not something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even milk tea is sitting at an unusual spot for a very long time. she most probably do understand something, mochi is not there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-4304080808913905192?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4304080808913905192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4304080808913905192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4304080808913905192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/12/so.html' title='so...'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-2031777136216004140</id><published>2009-11-18T18:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:39:53.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>darlin's car.</title><content type='html'>after the 2 years+ of drivin his car, also his 1st car. finally yesterday his car head light became &lt;em&gt;orh bah kar&lt;/em&gt; (1 head light gone), yes for the 1st time. lucky he still has his sub head light which is not as bright. and he is so &lt;em&gt;ai swee&lt;/em&gt;, that he didnt want to on his head light because he said it's ugly, and only on the sub head light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="235" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/17112009110copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we watched the movie at 9pm+, my girlfriend is an agent. it's 2 hour show and it ended close to 12am. theres not many location that had it on show only at tiong bahru, with very few time slot as well. the show is really hilarious especially the part where the girlfriend could recognise her boyfriend just by his dick when he was in the gents. rather ridiculous but funny.&lt;div 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car.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-4773659992158595549</id><published>2009-11-13T16:28:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:41:20.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milk tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dao huay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mochi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muah ji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='souffle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='durian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>choco muffin.</title><content type='html'>no more choco muffin for me, forever. having bad diarrhoea, running to toilet 4 times with very very bad stomachache. it was so painful that it woke me up from my sleep. and when after running to the toilet the 3rd time, i thought it gonna be the last time already. but no. i read my sms from darlin and the word MUFFIN was mentioned. and there it goes the 4th time. hmmm.. Psychologic? ok whatever it is, i guess i am ok already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before the running-to-toilet disaster i took many pictures of my devils. thinking that my little satio is rather new and very empty in its photo album, in the end i took a few hours of pictures. of course, theres many deleted pictures because they didnt stay still and ended up with their back images. happily taking the pictures and i didnt realise the time pass so fast and it's already 4am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: hotpink; font-size: 40px;"&gt;WARNING: HEAVY PICTURES!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/2870/13112009087copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/13112009094copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;looks like a cute little couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="269" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/12112009034copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/12112009036copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/13112009089copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/03112009017copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/03112009015copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muah ji's eating and sleeping style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="241" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/11112009029copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a laze-around formation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/13112009072copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dao huay's angry face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/13112009078copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/13112009081copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand this posture of durian with the expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="256" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little%20gems/13112009099copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping like a little baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-4773659992158595549?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4773659992158595549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/11/choco-muffin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4773659992158595549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4773659992158595549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/11/choco-muffin.html' title='choco muffin.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-7168176148405559532</id><published>2009-11-12T02:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:42:42.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>life full of...</title><content type='html'>... sadness, ridiculous shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever thought of what kind of life you wish to have? someone taught me whatever life is. my little devils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they may not have long lifespan. yet they taught me a lot. i really cant bear to see them in pain even it aint one of my devils. they have to suffer from cancerous tumor or to be suffering from painful illness, even when they are living for like 1-2 years. my thinking is, why? why do they have to suffer when already their life is short enough? and when i were to think and think about it. it's us. human is at fault. though i dun mean that other animals that have longer lifespan should suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are strong. even they are in pain, still they dun cry like a crybaby &lt;i&gt;in fact, i am the one that cry like a crybaby&lt;/i&gt;. they are ill, yet they keep their life going as long as possible. they can be playing fight or argue with one another, and they may not keep grudges and hug one another to sleep. they know how to live their life to the fullest. i see them more than just a tiny little animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really very pleased, very content to see them sleeping soundly whenever i wakes up. so blissful to see them running into the food bowl and standing up on their hind paws looking up at me for food. i am really content. though i still felt heart pain when it comes to others which suffers from tumor or illness. all i wished, all of them would be healthy and happily living to the end. that includes those which aint my little devils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 40px;"&gt;&amp;amp; i fucking hate animal abuse/irresponsible people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*i am ranting over this because i saw some people's little hammy is suffering badly. thus, it somehow affected me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;i am so sorry for that vulgarity. But thats the only word i can use to describe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-7168176148405559532?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7168176148405559532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-full-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/7168176148405559532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/7168176148405559532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-full-of.html' title='life full of...'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-177660957801428612</id><published>2009-11-03T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:38:26.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>after use of satio.</title><content type='html'>it has been a few days since i got my red satio. and to compare with my previous one which i got it a year and few months ago, c902. same family in the cybershot for both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camera function wise, satio's flash is not manually controlled. it is automaticly off at certain function. and, of course, c902's flash is manually controlled. you want it on or off, you switch it. not to mention the higher technology, the smile detection auto capture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other thing is, c902 can have different sms tone. as in the main sms tone for all contacts, or having the special individual sms tone. however, satio cannot do that. theres only 1 sms tone, no individual special sms tone. and i am quite disappointed with that. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/little/icon_question.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sms, may be just like other pda phones? i am not sure. previous phone has a list of the recent recipient(s), which enable me to send message quickly without browsing the whole list. satio, however, has a list of favourite contact &lt;i&gt;(if you choose to use sony ericsson theme)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very cool thing for people who like to view or show your camera album. if using sony ericsson theme, it's like iphone where you can flip the page. then theres a page where you can view the pictures just by scrolling. quite cool and easy viewing of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*only my personal views.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**am not promoting for sony ericsson, or any model of mobile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-177660957801428612?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/177660957801428612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/11/after-use-of-satio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/177660957801428612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/177660957801428612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/11/after-use-of-satio.html' title='after use of satio.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-2487140563381612234</id><published>2009-11-02T13:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:38:37.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>i love satio. ♥</title><content type='html'>finally got it after waiting for so long for it to launch in singapore. my christmas present from darlin~ &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt; i must say, perfect even for ladies with fingernails. yea, the touch screen is pretty sensitive. basically, thats what i dun like about iphone. though satio may not be under windows os, it is not as bad still. it wont lose out to either iphone or htc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other reason i go for satio, cybershot! pixel wise, i dun have to mention again, 12.1. it's totally a mini-digital cam. touch screen capture picture, face and smile detection auto capture. clear picture &lt;i&gt;-it has always been, to me at least&lt;/i&gt;, even it's motion/moving object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the user interface (on standby) has a few of your own choice, be it like iphone, omnia etc. you choose it. laggy? no, at the moment it wont. future i dunno yet, but i doubt it would be laggy. it comes with 8gb memory. so it could be a little &lt;i&gt;small capacity?&lt;/i&gt; to some. but to me it's fine. very awsome already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright imma going back to play my satio~&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-2487140563381612234?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2487140563381612234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-satio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2487140563381612234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2487140563381612234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-satio.html' title='i love satio. ♥'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-3730453292777828018</id><published>2009-10-26T18:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:45:20.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first InDesign.</title><content type='html'>hmmm.. i am currently learning to use InDesign. it's not as difficult to learn by myself though. It's actually quite easy to use/navigate once familiar. Not totally unable to pick up by myself, so i guess i can pick up fast! and at this point of time, &lt;i&gt;YOUTUBE CAN BE MY BEST FRIEND!&lt;/i&gt; :x because able to learn from tutorials in there, and definitely practice makes perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not something very impressive. Well, i am still learning it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/IDtuitorial.jpg" style="height: 348px; width: 286px;" width="262" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-3730453292777828018?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3730453292777828018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-indesign.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/3730453292777828018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/3730453292777828018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-indesign.html' title='first InDesign.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-3299710867020830471</id><published>2009-10-22T02:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:46:09.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muah ji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>little naughty muah ji.</title><content type='html'>that day when i was still doing my html code for my blog, i took a break for my mind off the screen. thinking that i had not been playing with my little devils for some time. so i carried muah ji up on my lap and played with her with her favourite dried mealworm. and there she is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="299" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01222copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... lying on my lap munching on her dried mealworm. so &lt;i&gt;shiok&lt;/i&gt;~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-3299710867020830471?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3299710867020830471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-naughty-muah-ji.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/3299710867020830471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/3299710867020830471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-naughty-muah-ji.html' title='little naughty muah ji.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-6791858786231629545</id><published>2009-10-19T03:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:40:17.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dao huay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pudding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='souffle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whip cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='durian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>suiciding?</title><content type='html'>i really think i am slowly killing myself. i am able to keep myself awake till the following afternoon. it could be due to the past few days when i was trying to get my blog's html code to work, thus, the late hour sleep. well, i continuously worked on the codings till afternoon without sleeping at night (slept in the afternoon), for two days. it wasnt on purpose! it is just my bad habit and partly my principle &lt;i&gt;+alittle stubborn&lt;/i&gt;. i just cant get myself out of it and go to sleep half way. yes, i am very much a person who has to finish (or at least almost finishing) of what i am doing. only then i will go to sleep. simply aint a person who will tell myself to get some rest even when i am only 50% done. so yea, the late sleeping caused by it. &lt;i&gt;i didnt do it on purpose, i promise.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright some recent pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01294copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01314copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little blur, but i still ♥ this pic. dao huay cleaning herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01293copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01292copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wink~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01285copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rice ball!! thats the way dao huay sleep~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01288copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much of dao huay? well, she is one that would CLING onto me.&lt;br /&gt;And her sweetness got me indulged. i cant help it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01278copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shy little prince, durian~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01268copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01256copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whip cream with her -.- expression.&lt;br /&gt;i am just kidding. she born with not very big eyes. and i purposely wake her up to take pic. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01263copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i know. my thumb is HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01262copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01259copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01248copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;souffle with her puppy eyes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01250copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6791858786231629545?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6791858786231629545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/10/suiciding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6791858786231629545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6791858786231629545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/10/suiciding.html' title='suiciding?'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-2509658790225623043</id><published>2009-10-14T20:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:42:19.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>hardworking day.</title><content type='html'>i have been doing this skin since 3 days ago. it is all starting from nothing at all, where i got no theme, no feel. Browsing thru the images in the site till bout 70 over pages.. i aint kidding. today aint an easy day as well, i washed my little devils' house since 3-4 hours ago. and only now can i sit down and start ranting everything. in that 3-4 hours, i did:&lt;br /&gt;-vaccuum my room&lt;br /&gt;-mop my room&lt;br /&gt;-wash little devils' house&lt;br /&gt;-change bedsheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, maybe i am kind of slow thats why i took 3-4 hours. anyway, i can finally catch a breath! and my skin is done!! &lt;i&gt;oh my god. finally.&lt;/i&gt; i really hate to search for feels out of nowhere without any theme etc. it's really like what we usually say &lt;i&gt;"searching needle in the ocean"&lt;/i&gt;. well, no choice i am one that must have feel in order to do anything. so i searched, and it took me so long. i got to find that feel because urge came. yea, it came to tell me to change my blog layout and stuffs.. so i thought i should search for feel to make things that i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion is, urge + feel = J A S L Y N N. &lt;i&gt;ok, at least 1/2 of me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-2509658790225623043?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2509658790225623043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/10/hardworking-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2509658790225623043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2509658790225623043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/10/hardworking-day.html' title='hardworking day.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-337809078278279907</id><published>2009-09-28T03:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:43:12.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>they finally know how to.</title><content type='html'>ever since i notice my monsters grew bigger (in size) and that poor little mug thingy looks more and more smaller. they cant even get to flip or roll in the mug thingy. so den i decided to do this. to use plastic containers. yes, those food containers. some how i am quite a amazed. they not only recognize the smell and also the things (i.e the toys, the house etc). containers are new to them, so it's so much easier to get them to know &lt;em&gt;"hey boy, this is your toilet. pee here!"&lt;/em&gt;. my little queen &lt;i&gt;(muah ji)&lt;/i&gt; is already kind of &lt;em&gt;overage&lt;/em&gt; for toilet trainin. well, some people says that the older they are, the more difficult to toilet train them. at a certain point of it, i do agree. i even give up on toilet trainin her and her kids &lt;i&gt;(she has better influence den me)&lt;/i&gt;. thus, her kids would tend to follow her. and my little queen here has a very bad habit that i would always end up &lt;i&gt;grumbling grumbling and grumbling&lt;/i&gt;. she pee in the wheel. what makes me even more piss is, they only run in clean wheel!! the moment they make the wheel &lt;b&gt;REALLY DIRTY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(i mean it, it is disgustingly dirty)&lt;/i&gt; they wont run the wheel. smart asses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i didnt manage to get ALL of them toilet train, but i am content. it really makes me feel so happy. now their wheel is so much so much cleaner. seeing my little queen and my sweet little boy (durian) go into their containers and squart there, and den see that little spot is wet with their pee. oh my god, you can never imagine i actually so happy almost flyin up into the sky. they most probably would think &lt;i&gt;this siao char bor is pervert! so happy to see me pee here.&lt;/i&gt; but i am really very happy!! :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-337809078278279907?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/337809078278279907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/09/they-finally-know-how-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/337809078278279907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/337809078278279907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/09/they-finally-know-how-to.html' title='they finally know how to.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-2618697604721283221</id><published>2009-09-22T03:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:44:14.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milk tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dao huay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mochi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='souffle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='durian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>at the moment.</title><content type='html'>... a nanny of 8 hammies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am lost with what exactly i want, in terms of my career. it's no longer like getting a part-time where i can find any job any how. it's no longer a short term journey or &lt;em&gt;pastime&lt;/em&gt;. it's about long term and long journey. no longer a just a few month thing. thus, i am lost. it's finally my time, my turn to go thru this stage. yes, i never thought about what i wanna do exactly, seriously. till today, i no longer able to step by step and decide, not anymore. it's time to decide not for few months, but at least for few years or maybe longer. i dont like this feeling being lost in the ocean. i am dragging as time flies. dragging my soul and mind to decide. and when times up, i would be nothing but an empty nutshell if i did not manage to get a path of what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the moment, in the september, put aside the headache issue. nothing to do but to &lt;em&gt;baby-sit&lt;/em&gt; my naughty hammies. &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/mnd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Durian's sleeping position and Milk tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01195copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk tea &amp;amp; Mochi -kiss kiss ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01175copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mochi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01158copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mochi - peeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01128copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dao Huay &amp;amp; Souffle -live pillow so &lt;em&gt;shiok &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01118copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mochi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01116copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk Tea -sleeping soundly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-2618697604721283221?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2618697604721283221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2618697604721283221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/2618697604721283221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-moment.html' title='at the moment.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-8051956052587142029</id><published>2009-09-15T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:44:44.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>it's getting worse.</title><content type='html'>at first i thought it's goin to rain just by lookin at the sky out of my window (i was still in a sleepin mode), but no. it is the heavy haze. i am not worry bout myself though. i am more worried for my 8 little monsters. afterall, this is their first time goin thru this haze and 7th month festival. hope they will be alright and not affected by the haze. especially i am stayin at a not very low level. higher level seems nearer to the sky nearer to the haze. better keep my windows shut all time if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how long is the haze gonna stay on...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-8051956052587142029?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8051956052587142029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-getting-worse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/8051956052587142029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/8051956052587142029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-getting-worse.html' title='it&apos;s getting worse.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-4471852011057923085</id><published>2009-09-14T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:45:25.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>keep low profile.</title><content type='html'>it has been 15 years (if i didnt remember it wrongly), the last time i last seen him. all i could remember now is only his picture in his passport which is 15 years ago. and he wont recognize me either. it has been proven that we can live without him and that he is not needed. ask me about what would i do if he is back again? i have got no idea at all. even though it's something that would occur, a scenario that everyone can guess or imagine. but still, i have got no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were apart for more than ten years (so what even it's blood related), it's as blend as water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this long term of time, because of him i suffered. he make his son hated him and he vented everything on me. it's all because of him. he destroyed my childhood indirectly. it's him that made me having difficult life in the family for the whole of 15 years. it's a nightmare that i cant wake up from all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, when i am starting to be able to get away from such life in the family, when i am almost waking up from my nightmare. here he is. for? to continue my nightmare? he should have died somewhere faraway for all i care. yes, say i would be strike by lightning. i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is in deep search for me. then, happy searching. but what a coward to just keep getting his sisters (whoever) to call and pretend as my classmate. my grandma might be old but she aint dumb. he even bother to move his damn family into singapore just to search for me. and i remember nuts about him and his family. we are a blood related stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeping low profile because mum said it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-4471852011057923085?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4471852011057923085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/09/keep-low-profile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/4471852011057923085'/><link rel='self' 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once fail to cry a river.&lt;br /&gt;when myself have yet to go thru such thing..&lt;br /&gt;i will.. still cry...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;but i am like able to put it on myself and tears just keep flowin non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;be it whether the pet gone in pain or peacefully, i will still cry a river for them..&lt;br /&gt;it's only other people's business, not mine.&lt;br /&gt;i am far too emotional, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just didnt wan to know who and how did their hammy gone.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in the forum, i will want to skip off tat category on the loss of pet.&lt;br /&gt;it's not tat i am too 'mind my own business' nor am i too cant be bothered..&lt;br /&gt;but because i simply know i will end up in tears like as though it's my business.&lt;br /&gt;if it gonna happen on me, i guess.. i would cry a sea, an ocean..&lt;br /&gt;may be.. i just have yet to learn how to get immune or numb to such things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-6851552084545008727?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6851552084545008727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/09/emotional-freak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6851552084545008727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/6851552084545008727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/09/emotional-freak.html' title='emotional freak.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1178931644045929215</id><published>2009-08-22T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:46:08.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>suay-ness 95%</title><content type='html'>ytd was a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;already in a rush, yet nothing is helpin at all.&lt;br /&gt;1st, i stepped out of house &amp;amp; already walked a distance.. i forgot to bring my ez-link. &lt;i&gt;-i walked back.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, again a distance walked. my sandals broke. &lt;i&gt;-i walked back again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the total time spend... ...&lt;br /&gt;simply nothing goes rite.&lt;br /&gt;but it seems i am &lt;em&gt;suay&lt;/em&gt; enough to have at least a little heng time.&lt;br /&gt;due to i got spare time &amp;amp; still early for the next appointment, so i walked around tiong by myself.&lt;br /&gt;i was window shoppin den i met my sec sch fren.&lt;br /&gt;we chatted &amp;amp; was time to go.&lt;br /&gt;for tat 5% of &lt;em&gt;heng&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;was my re-module result..&lt;br /&gt;received.&lt;br /&gt;heng bcos i pass.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; really makes me GRIND at the end of the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1178931644045929215?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1178931644045929215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/08/suay-ness-95.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>Noisy monsters.</title><content type='html'>nowadays, they simply love to make noise over little things.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the squeakin goes non-stop at nite.&lt;br /&gt;they are not fightin, they just wan to disturb one another while the one being disturbed doesnt like -.-&lt;br /&gt;naughty monsters.&lt;br /&gt;so fast muah ji's children comin 4th month old le.&lt;br /&gt;even my mum who always grumble they got germs etc. start to carry muah ji too.&lt;br /&gt;oh! muah ji gain FAT. i mean A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;tat day my mum tio 4D &amp;amp; she gave me some money, went to buy extra toys for the monsters too.&lt;br /&gt;share &amp;amp; spread sum joy to them mahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day was also a good day, went over to aunt's place den saw her baby black rabbit bout a month old.&lt;br /&gt;so cute~ a little afraid, yet curious.&lt;br /&gt;my aunt carry the baby rabbit so &lt;i&gt;chor lor&lt;/i&gt; de, as though she carryin fur ball :x&lt;br /&gt;den after tat had nice dinner at restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;the kids at ah ma's house goes "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WAH WAH~"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when the fireworks start.&lt;br /&gt;rem when i was a kid with cousins were all like tat as well..&lt;br /&gt;time change.&lt;br /&gt;even the mahjong kakis change too.&lt;br /&gt;when we used to be the one, yet bcome the elders. :x&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we end up playin till 3am+ even ah ma too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-7895345462258645811?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7895345462258645811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/08/noisy-monsters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='mochi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>hiccup.</title><content type='html'>goodness, no idea why i am havin hiccup nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;makin me afraid of burpin.&lt;br /&gt;it comes when i burp, suddenly start to hiccup after burpin..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; such hiccup doesnt stop easily..&lt;br /&gt;it jux simply go on &amp;amp; on..&lt;br /&gt;even those tactics tat i always use would usually stop it, but not anymore..&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;em&gt;xin gu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m&amp;amp;m in the new house.&lt;br /&gt;milktea love to get herself stuck in between..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why..&lt;br /&gt;she always do tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01087copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gettin stuck is shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even mochi is funny.&lt;br /&gt;tats the way she is ever since in the new house.&lt;br /&gt;at 1st i was wonderin if she is sleepin or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01089copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end..&lt;br /&gt;i realise..&lt;br /&gt;she is sleepin.&lt;br /&gt;with her eye open.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-8930388968823984737?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8930388968823984737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/08/hiccup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/8930388968823984737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/8930388968823984737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/08/hiccup.html' title='hiccup.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-7750040579476428875</id><published>2009-08-03T02:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:54:10.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muah ji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>New cage.</title><content type='html'>exam over.&lt;br /&gt;went home straight to wash up muah ji &amp;amp; pudding's house.&lt;br /&gt;their house wasnt washed for 9 or 10 days, due to me havin paper.&lt;br /&gt;cannot tahan liaox, so quickly go home &amp;amp; wash them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; muah ji is back with her fats.&lt;br /&gt;everytime hold her, can feel her back bones so thin &amp;amp; so not her usual.&lt;br /&gt;after months, her children already 3 months old+ now.&lt;br /&gt;she gain back her fats.&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01080copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply lyin on the food munchin away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got the new cage for m&amp;amp;m.&lt;br /&gt;it is slightly bigger den the 1.5ft tank previously used.&lt;br /&gt;m&amp;amp;m seems smaller in the cage :x&lt;br /&gt;the 1st thing mochi do in the new house is, monkey bars.&lt;br /&gt;she is really fast monkey bar-er.&lt;br /&gt;but the way she drop down is dangerous...&lt;br /&gt;pray hard tat they dun reach for the bars &amp;amp; start bitin it.&lt;br /&gt;they were runnin bout in the new house before i have even put the beddings.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the thing is, i love it. &lt;i&gt;-it's so orangey ♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so do they.&lt;br /&gt;milktea seems to have difficulty goin onto the wheel. &lt;i&gt;-she is a little small size to reach.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tats already the lowest it can go, she have to struggle a little in order to get onto the wheel esp when mochi is runnin in it.&lt;br /&gt;they are still tryin to get use of the new house.&lt;br /&gt;think they are much more happier now.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, waitin for new toys too. &lt;i&gt;-again!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01084copy.jpg" width="329" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milktea lyin down, lazy to snatch the wheel liaox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-7750040579476428875?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7750040579476428875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-cage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/7750040579476428875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/7750040579476428875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-cage.html' title='New cage.'/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-1727227733032220297</id><published>2009-07-22T04:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:54:47.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious-es'/><title type='text'>New toys.</title><content type='html'>finally managed to upload everything, otherwise i think can accumulate till hundred &amp;amp; hundred of pics. upload till my com also laggin liaox. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there might have pple who are curious of my monsters' house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01013copy.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01005copy.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01006copy.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i got new toys for them! i got so excited bout it. &lt;i&gt;-only me, i guess.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the toy car hideout (in the above pic as well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01019copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats Durian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, got new 300ml bottle.&lt;br /&gt;i love tat bottle so much, it's so big! &amp;amp; it's only 3bucks!!&lt;br /&gt;the only bad thing is, it is easier to attach to cage. bins or tanks may have sum difficulty, but still can hang de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01049copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught Durian with his unglam sittin posture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC00981copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is wat happen when theres a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01002copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when they were slpin together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC00949copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has been takin muah ji's innocent pics.&lt;br /&gt;she is often runnin bout or lazin around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rem askin sumone, where does she bury the body of her pet. she said garden or house downstairs. &amp;amp; she said she had prepared for cryin 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously nvr had any fur kids before. they were the only fur kids, &amp;amp; muah ji is the 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i am already so dun bear muah ji to go. knowin 1 day she would. &amp;amp; everytime when i start thinkin "wat if she is gone..." tears start rollin down my cheeks, like water tap..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when i cant help it, i held her in my hands talkin &amp;amp; cryin to her. &amp;amp; she will just look at me blankly. she may not know why exactly i am cryin for. but she can feel...&lt;br /&gt;she is so smart, she can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/AllofMuahjicopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a random monster, not any of my 8 monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/lynnryan/DSC01003copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a turtle bread! my mum bought it.&lt;br /&gt;a tuna turtle bread.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-1727227733032220297?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1727227733032220297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumblings'/><title type='text'>once in a while.</title><content type='html'>i aint a clubbin person.&lt;br /&gt;haven been to clubbin for like.. ages?!&lt;br /&gt;but i had been to clubbin for the past 2 sat.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;the 1st sat was fine.&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd sat i black out -.-&lt;br /&gt;in my whole of 21 years of livin, this is the 3rd time i dead drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for the previously 2 times was quietly black out.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately.. my darlin handled me for my 3rd time dead drunk.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt a quiet one.&lt;br /&gt;was violent :x&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, was his 1st time seein me black out.&lt;br /&gt;also the 1st time i reacted violently :x&lt;br /&gt;i even hit him, vomit on his gear box area, on him, on his hands.&lt;br /&gt;i kicked his cpu, his bed.&lt;br /&gt;hit his car window when i was in the car.&lt;br /&gt;in the end i had many bruises &amp;amp; my IC bend into 1/2 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i laughed (actually i laugh till pengz, as good as ROFL.) at him for being the 1st to handle the violent drunkard.&lt;br /&gt;he is indeed &lt;em&gt;suay&lt;/em&gt; enough. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my fuckin connection is fuckin unstable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-964404988263390258?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/964404988263390258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/07/once-in-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/964404988263390258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&amp;amp; recovered.&lt;br /&gt;she was sufferin from sore eye, jux infection..&lt;br /&gt;thus, i got to hoax her in order to apply the eye drop on her eye..&lt;br /&gt;day by day past, she get smarter &amp;amp; smarter tat she knows i am goin to apply the eye drop.. so she wont eat the treat (bcos only when she is eatin, is the easiest for me to apply).&lt;br /&gt;need to hoax her with diff tactics &amp;amp; tons of patience..&lt;br /&gt;good tat she recover fast, otherwise i need to think of 2 weeks tactics to hoax her..&lt;br /&gt;hope nth happen to her again..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now i got a total of 3 muah ji..&lt;br /&gt;both durian &amp;amp; whip cream changed into muah ji's color..&lt;br /&gt;often mistaken them.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i am DIY-ing a platform form them :x&lt;br /&gt;soon the 4 babies will be 2 months old~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple keep sayin my blog bcomin to the 8 monsters' blog..&lt;br /&gt;haix.. wat to do..&lt;br /&gt;they sot tio me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥.♥&lt;/span&gt; :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-5712773168589530343?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5712773168589530343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/06/muah-ji-got-better-within-4days-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5712773168589530343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074151/posts/default/5712773168589530343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com/2009/06/muah-ji-got-better-within-4days-after.html' title=''/><author><name>{jasLynn`}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14637189117407558655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeNr0gjs6FY/TZ2v1ubEOsI/AAAAAAAAADk/3dknvgwAxAM/s220/DSC00633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074151.post-4508650682603673069</id><published>2009-06-11T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:50:50.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muah ji'/><title type='text'>poor muah ji.</title><content type='html'>haix. she didnt manage to recover or improve the condition so i got take her to vet..&lt;br /&gt;hope it's nothing serious such as lumps or wat de..&lt;br /&gt;hope it's a minor case, pray tat she will recover soon..&lt;br /&gt;seein her like tat &amp;amp; hearin sum soft squeakin from her really makes me heart pain.&lt;br /&gt;it must be painful tats why she makin some sound..&lt;br /&gt;now she is alone in a small cage, cannot put with her daughters, but she seems to be growin back to the fat fat her..&lt;br /&gt;dunno is good or bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durian now lookin more &amp;amp; more like muah ji..&lt;br /&gt;till i will mistook him as muah ji thinkin tat muah ji get over the divider again?!&lt;br /&gt;he looks like muah ji, but character of pudding..&lt;br /&gt;outer look like mother, inner looks like father..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; me busy lookin after muah ji, busy disciplinin the babies &amp;amp; tammin them as well..&lt;br /&gt;lastly, really thanks pple who gift me. be it their 1 month old or my belated birthday (so late).. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074151-4508650682603673069?l=jaslynn-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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