<?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-7530830</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:43:03.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.hope.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530830.post-109541767275000912</id><published>2004-09-17T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T18:41:12.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh.. i don't need any mozart to tell me i'm out of tune.. trust me, I KNOW. even deaf people will know. and dead people will know too. hai. and i sound like a dying chicken. but worse. the tuner will die one day. like, soon. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109541767275000912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109541767275000912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109541767275000912' 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-7530830.post-109534092415732673</id><published>2004-09-16T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T21:31:07.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay the math test wasn't so bad after all. QUITE certain i'll pass... [i certainly hope so..]. but quite certain i'll fail chem too. i didn't even finish the paper! :(. oh well. i shall forget about it and be happy. it's over, jasmine. YOU'RE DEAD. yay. i might as well live out my last days happily. haha. anyway i shall be glad that i learned linear law at the last minute instead of just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109534092415732673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109534092415732673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109534092415732673' 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-7530830.post-109525932451703351</id><published>2004-09-15T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T22:52:48.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>school sucks.. :(. and it's only the first week :(. there's math test and chem test tmr. and i JUST learned linear law cos the test is TMR and i just realised i didn't learn it cos i was sick for those days she taught it -.-'. emm was so nice to teach me :). online some more. a bit hard lah, but. luckily the ws had notes [didn't understand most of it, but suppose it helped lah. haha]. i get it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109525932451703351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109525932451703351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109525932451703351' 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-7530830.post-109187610340434346</id><published>2004-08-06T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T19:06:11.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha it was really fun :). i love bridge!!!!!!!! wahahhahaha. think i'll get a sore throat tmr cos i ate so much crap and i was screaming/screeching so much when we were playing bridge. haha.oh we saw this flying trail of fire in the sky when we were going to the barbecue [sp?] pit. around 7.19 i think... i rmb checking my watch just before seeing it :). it was so so cool. and we were wondering </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109187610340434346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109187610340434346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109187610340434346' 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-7530830.post-109161678749430807</id><published>2004-08-04T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T18:58:01.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>they're all like trying to cram so much stuff into our heads every single day, missing even ONE puny lesson will leave you miles behind... isn't it tragic that when you're sick and don't feel like going to school, you have to flip through your timetable first to make sure that you only have like pe, cle, philo, assembly and that kind of stuff for that day? btw, JASMINE HATES GRAPHS *rant rant*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109161678749430807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109161678749430807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109161678749430807' 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-7530830.post-109161648601635474</id><published>2004-08-02T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T18:48:06.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*BEEP!* INFORMATION OVERLOAD!!!what a terrible day. learnt about the chloroplast in bio. and the calvin cycle or whatever is SO difficult and confusing :(. i didn't get much until i thought about it again. and then it was just a feeble kind of understanding... the kind that will be easily un-understood unless you spend some more time going through it again. but obviously there was no time... the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109161648601635474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109161648601635474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109161648601635474' 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-7530830.post-109161580044697000</id><published>2004-07-29T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T18:36:40.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there was this little baby at the traffic light outside the school. she was so cute :). and she smiled at me :). then she took her teddy bear to show me :). i patted the teddy bear on the head :). haha. then her dad laughed :P. oops. i forgot he was there :P. anyway she laughed too :). i think it was a girl anyway. eyeballs kept saying that it was a boy and that he was too young for me o.O. er.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109161580044697000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109161580044697000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109161580044697000' 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-7530830.post-109085355754798840</id><published>2004-07-26T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T22:52:37.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha. national day rehearsal, less than half our batch went. i think. people had jap test, aesthetics, were working backstage, sick, not in school etc. i really think it was less than half. our sb only had sophia :P. i had aesthetics, eyeballs was backstage, emm and mable were sick :P. very funny when we told her she would be the only one. her LOOK. haha =). The lasagne was nice :). and there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109085355754798840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109085355754798840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109085355754798840' 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-7530830.post-109080601781328549</id><published>2004-07-26T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T09:40:17.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy one year after syf =). practised a bit in the morning, and i sounded so so gross.. :(. wellz. anyway we can't go for the national day rehearsal cos we have aesthetics :(. as in though it's only national anthem and school song [i think] which i don't find particularly interesting or pleasant sounding, playing anything is really nice, especially when the other choice-not-a-choice is to stay </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109080601781328549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109080601781328549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109080601781328549' 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-7530830.post-109073797375351737</id><published>2004-07-25T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T16:03:13.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How to make a jasmineIngredients:3 parts pride5 parts humour5 parts instinctMethod:Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of lovabilityUsername:Personality cocktailFrom Go-Quiz.comYour Icecream Flavour is...Neopolitan!You aren't satisfied with just one flavor. They say variety is the spice of life and this shines through in your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109073797375351737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109073797375351737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109073797375351737' 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-7530830.post-109073731655057341</id><published>2004-07-25T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T14:35:16.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok... i'm too hot and restless to stone about on the sofa. shall go and take random quizzes and stuff on random people's blogs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109073731655057341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109073731655057341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109073731655057341' 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-7530830.post-109073356081640945</id><published>2004-07-25T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T13:32:40.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>not feeling really good today.. very very tired. and i have a headache that gets worse when i lie down trying to go back to sleep cos i'm so very tired. what is wrong with me :(. so now i can't sleep and my headache refuses to go away. hai. sunday. still feel like practising though i know i won't exactly sound nice cos i can't really concentrate today. i couldn't even read cos i kept trying to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109073356081640945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109073356081640945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109073356081640945' 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-7530830.post-109065834954972566</id><published>2004-07-24T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T16:58:21.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay :). was fun today :). and i was in a better mood. i think i just get stressed out when i have to see my class. not that they're not nice or anything, but i just feel terrible when i have to go to class. well. oh my goodness look at my moods swings. whee. sectionals was nice, except that i sound so extra shrieky on the Eb :(. well... my only comfort is that i'm not the only one playing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109065834954972566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109065834954972566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109065834954972566' 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-7530830.post-109059709374776716</id><published>2004-07-23T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T23:40:42.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so sick of everything. leave me alone. sorry if i'm short tempered. sorry if i snapped at you for no reason. sorry if i don't say a single word for hours at a go. sorry if i ignored you when you asked me something. sorry for being a horrible person. sorry if i seem antisocial. i am. My life is going down down down. my studies are -. i can't play properly. and all my teachers hate me. and i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109059709374776716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109059709374776716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109059709374776716' 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-7530830.post-109037531088591202</id><published>2004-07-21T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T10:01:50.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wellz... racial harmony... so extra bored... like more than an hour of recess or whatever this is. crap. i was almost late cos it was raining so heavily. and we left the house late. heh. and i really practised in the morning. well not really. i only did 3rd ex to warm up cos there was no time. then i did other stuff to work on other things. anyway i just realised i have an even longer G# in inn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109037531088591202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109037531088591202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109037531088591202' 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-7530830.post-109032814879494405</id><published>2004-07-20T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T20:55:48.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oooohhhhhh my goodness.... oooohhhhh my goodness... ooohhhhhhhh.... aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh... oh my goodness... i looked through my inn of sixth happiness score on my way home on the bus... and it's NOT happiness at all. i like cannot reach half the notes on the score. like really half. more than half. and my highest note is the 2nd G# above tuning c... i'm supposed to hold it for 2 counts.. oohh my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109032814879494405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109032814879494405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109032814879494405' 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-7530830.post-109019566858852372</id><published>2004-07-19T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T08:07:48.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>having math now... haha. listened to our a tempo gr. it was so so nice. so so nice. ssssoooooooo nice. and they walked in and we forgot about them and we sang it at the top of our voices. ooh. oops. but it was so so nice. fine byebye. so nice. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109019566858852372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109019566858852372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109019566858852372' 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-7530830.post-109019550954605074</id><published>2004-07-06T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T08:05:09.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm really really sorry</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109019550954605074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530830/posts/default/109019550954605074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodredamethyst10.blogspot.com/index.html#109019550954605074' 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>
