<?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-12869294</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:01:21.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::seek a rainbow::</title><subtitle type='html'>haha</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-112385979500942672</id><published>2005-08-12T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T23:18:51.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you don't understand at all. you don't get it at all. can't you see how important this is to me. even if you don't care a single bit about it can't you at least shut up about how worthless and stupid it is. it's not a single bit worthless to me, even if you think so, have been thinking so since the dawn of time, will think so to forever. can't you at least try to see things from my point of view </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112385979500942672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112385979500942672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#112385979500942672' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-112339359685602151</id><published>2005-08-07T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T13:46:36.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh i really tried hibernating ok. but then of course my mom came at twelve and dragged me up for lunch... and she was horrified that i didn't have breakfast :/. dots. i want to sleep forever and not wake up. so i won't know when eois are here and won't know when i fail everything cos i skipped every paper. but don't you think it's better to fail because you skipped the paper, than to fail after</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112339359685602151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112339359685602151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#112339359685602151' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-112334249667583907</id><published>2005-08-06T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T23:35:59.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh. i am -sort of- contented now... anyway i feel much better than i did last night. i'm sort of... zen. heh. emm i achieved zenness before you. :P. and i slept for so long today yay :) [eh how random :/]. though i probably failed mocks, it wasn't as bad as i expected, considering i didn't study at all. after geog i was like dead. and i thought i had one hour to study today... so much for my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112334249667583907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112334249667583907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#112334249667583907' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-112325743800296939</id><published>2005-08-05T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T00:03:10.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wish i had more friends so i wouldn't feel so hurt when some go out together without me. i wish i had more friends so i wouldn't ever feel lonely even when lots of them walk away with their own friends. i wish i had more friends so i wouldn't have to care so much about friends and react to every little thing anyone does. i wish i was in a class like 15... you can really feel their love for one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112325743800296939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112325743800296939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#112325743800296939' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-112282187024551772</id><published>2005-07-31T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T23:07:22.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>unisono is finally over :). not that i didn't like it, but now i can finally sleep in peace without getting nightmares of dying a hungry ghost anymore :P. ms lim is so scary... and who's the one stressing us out :/. sorry for forgetting the cash box :(. i hardly had time to sleep from tuesday to thursday, and on friday i couldn't take it anymore and went to sleep at twelve plus :P. sorry for all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112282187024551772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112282187024551772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#112282187024551772' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-112160867672613013</id><published>2005-07-17T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T21:57:56.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fiesta :). now we're down to our last concert. i hope he smiles like that at unisono too :). smilee =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112160867672613013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112160867672613013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#112160867672613013' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-112135605612749875</id><published>2005-07-14T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T23:50:35.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jasmine is pleased with herself :) she looks about and sees, for miles around, people trying to finish their geog. yay :). and she's glad that she decided to turn over a new leaf and not do last minute work any more :). so proud of myself :). i've been surfing random stuff since i finished, but i'm getting bored now... maybe i should go to sleep... but i don't feel like it... post geog pt high. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112135605612749875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112135605612749875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#112135605612749875' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-112134462676548829</id><published>2005-07-14T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T20:37:06.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am a horrible bad tempered little girl :/ I TELL YOU! everything's going against me today. school was horrible [as in, horribler than usual]. i got caught sleeping :(... during bio prac! who sleeps during prac -_-;. and i couldn't keep awake... i was so so tired. so i slept after that when we were watching the geog videos haha :). sigh but the stuff today was so terrible. even pe sucked today. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112134462676548829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112134462676548829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#112134462676548829' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-112113554031129140</id><published>2005-07-12T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T10:32:20.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been having weird mood spells these few days... i know when i'm in them but i can't stop. i'm really really sorry about friday... i don't really mind taking them that much, and much less her alone. i think i was looking for someone to quarrel with that day... :/. luckily my sb's too nice to quarrel with me. thank you so much. sorry. and sorry about last night. i was just thinking about stuff</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112113554031129140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112113554031129140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#112113554031129140' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-112075565216266454</id><published>2005-07-08T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T01:01:50.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thanks :). it was really nice :). and xy's happening to be there was an added bonus :). added bonus bonus :). thank you all so much. it was a really nice first birthday celebration. sweet sixteen :). such a nice number :). do you think, by any chance, that my turning sixteen would magically make me smarter and better at building things? *hopeful look* :P. can't believe i actually forgot about my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112075565216266454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112075565216266454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#112075565216266454' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-112057316836843644</id><published>2005-07-05T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T00:46:33.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i really dunno what to say. should i lie and be encouraging, or tell the truth? i need a room like a closed system, when nothing can get in and nothing can get out, and i'm in and you're out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112057316836843644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112057316836843644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#112057316836843644' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-112039957576951360</id><published>2005-07-03T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T22:06:15.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HA. if DNA were packaged the way I package them, all our insides would be a mess. a particularly ...sticky... mess. -_-;. my horrid model is totally covered in glue, and you can barely see what's going on under the layers of glue :/. sigh. i suppose you have to be an enzyme to be able to stick stuff together [and make them stay] without glue. @.@. i have a terrible headache. maybe it's from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112039957576951360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/112039957576951360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#112039957576951360' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-111996742430127498</id><published>2005-06-28T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T22:03:44.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rambutans are wonderful. especially if they are already peeled for me :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111996742430127498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111996742430127498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#111996742430127498' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-111987248780492502</id><published>2005-06-27T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:41:27.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay band bbq was wonderful :). our broken telephone is damn sad. haha. one chair is walking -_-;. it was hilarious. hahahaha. we got chased off the wisma rooftop :P. so we went to the toy shop. the toy shop is SO NICE!!! all the things there were so nice nice nice. especially the thing that plays music when you wind it. sosososo nice :):). I love the romeo and juliet one :). so nicee :):). and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111987248780492502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111987248780492502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#111987248780492502' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-111958535146956048</id><published>2005-06-24T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T11:55:51.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hm it's been a month since i last blogged :P. how terrible haha. Holidays are almost ending, and i haven't started on bio! bio sucks :(. and constructing stuff is annoying too. they already made us build so many things, and now this stupid nucleus or whatever thing. ha see i don't even know what i'm supposed to build :P. waste all my time and my money. and the biggest problem between constructing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111958535146956048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111958535146956048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#111958535146956048' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-111686307959948481</id><published>2005-05-23T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T23:46:59.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha my dad has a voltmeter too :). yeeying's dad's not the only dad who has cool stuff :). and my dad is so pro. he just came home today and saw my horrid toy, and could tell me exactly what was wrong with it. so i could actually do something instead of blindly changing random stuff. and i don't have to use a horrid split ring now. HA. my dad rocks :). he could have gone to rest or fiddle with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111686307959948481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111686307959948481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#111686307959948481' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-111680829666714093</id><published>2005-05-23T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T08:31:36.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate physics!!! :(. i have been staring at my stupid toy for two days trying to figure out why it doesn't work. i have made so many different kinds of split rings i could go and open a jewellery shop. i have tried so many ways of coiling the wire i've wasted enough wire to mummify a boa constrictor. and my stinking toy is still not working!! i even dreamt of a bar magnet last night -_-'.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111680829666714093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111680829666714093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#111680829666714093' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-111641163817325060</id><published>2005-05-18T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T18:37:49.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stop being so biased. just cos sometimes i don't seem to care in class doesn't mean i don't study at home. doesn't mean i don't try at all. doesn't mean that i suddenly do much much better for this test than the last cos you called me up and talked to me and made me hand in all my assignments. it has NO connection whatsoever. if you put a damn hard circular measure question on the first page and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111641163817325060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111641163817325060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#111641163817325060' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12869294.post-111616348867286722</id><published>2005-05-15T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T21:29:33.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>xinzi broke my back just now -_-;. and too bad if i can't do it properly. not everyone is like you. not everyone can do the things you can do. not everyone likes to do the things you like to do. wish i would just become a spirit thing that can still continue living but doesn't have to do stupid time wasting things like service learning. and it doesn't matter if i go to school or do my homework </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111616348867286722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12869294/posts/default/111616348867286722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst14.blogspot.com/index.html#111616348867286722' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
