<?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-28922151</id><updated>2012-01-31T04:46:56.007+11:00</updated><category term='fml'/><category term='ct'/><category term='dad'/><category term='dk'/><category term='sad'/><category term='formspring'/><category term='qq'/><category term='funny'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='hotel'/><category term='tired'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='avatar'/><category term='atesum'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='30daychallenge'/><category term='pokemon'/><category term='wtf'/><category term='glee'/><category term='allnighter'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='freedom'/><category 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type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1774</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-4334057528610200674</id><published>2012-01-31T04:40:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T04:46:56.028+11:00</updated><title type='text'>|-)</title><content type='html'>No it isn't a monobrowed smiling man, I'm simply one of the few ancient people left who know most of the MSN emoticons off by heart XD. Anyways, brother just taught me how to do one side of the rubix cube but I'm still embarrassingly dreadful at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying to GZ on the eve of the 2nd with brother who has to do something there (cbb explaining, I can't word it properly LOL) and father, and I'm excited because I've never flown with my bro before and hardly with my dad (the last time was when I was like 9 I think. Wow) do yeah pretty pumped XD. Then in the late afternoon bro and dad will fly back to 海口 and I to Sydney and I'll be home on the morning of the 4th FUARK I don't know what the first thing I shall do is. Probably refuse to speak Chinese for ages, it's either that or it will uncontrollably reveal itself tourettes-style haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking 1 32AM now omg I have to stop sleeping so late. Bro is texting his girlfriend and I'm blogging and were listening to the music on his iPad and man I gotta say Akon you have to not advocate spying into chicks' windows with your impure binoculars *sniff*. LOL seriously though how many guys have listened to Nosy Neighbour and bought a pair I don't wanna know. ANYWAY. MOVING ON. Yes. Home!! I think I've looked forward to this since the moment of my departure, sadly enough. I've still enjoyed my time here, my brother  is so easy to get along with and father is more pleasant, it seems. I've also begun reading George Orwell's 1984 - how many of you guys knew his name was actually Eric Arthur Blair? I mean he sounds like a scholar either way. Meh! Time to sleep. SO TIRED. PLAYED SO MUCH SPEED RIDER LOLOLOLOL (an arcadey racing games like Daytona, for those with lives). Dont ask me what I was soon playing racing games.. My cousins are 14 and 9 or something so they still find these things fun.. I'm ashamed to admit I have matured (I NO RYT) and thought the place too noisy and pointless. LOL heh :) guess its possible! ^_~ never gonna get sick of blogging tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you kiddos soon! REAL SOON. Long live China's drop dead cheap prices! xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-4334057528610200674?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/4334057528610200674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=4334057528610200674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4334057528610200674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4334057528610200674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_31.html' title='|-)'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-5239450130067424644</id><published>2012-01-29T21:18:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T21:18:30.774+11:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;_&gt;</title><content type='html'>Service in china is ridiculous. Fuark =_=" on another note, I got a new glittery screen protector, fuck yeah!! IT'S SAH PWEEDY!! And I'm going back to Guang Zhou a few days early with daddy and bro. How exciting LOL! (Re: exciting = not experienced before) BEST TRIP TO CHINA EVER. Sydney soon! FACEBOOK SOON!! 8D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-5239450130067424644?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/5239450130067424644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=5239450130067424644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5239450130067424644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5239450130067424644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/service-in-china-is-ridiculous.html' title='&amp;gt;_&amp;gt;'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2173741990495283250</id><published>2012-01-29T04:42:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T04:42:38.437+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Odes</title><content type='html'>Dear sleep,&lt;br /&gt;You are wonderful, comfortable, routine, that which replenishes me every night and allows me to survive, sometimes hard to attain, earlier than usual in China, and sometimes you leave me with mosquito bites in the morning though I know that's not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear books,&lt;br /&gt;You have always been magical. You are poetry, you are eternal, you are the the Major Works of authors who must set their own deadlines, who must scour and squeeze from every last inch of their brain to complete parts of you but then you are devoured by readers in moments and have their minds happily nourished and enriched for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, dear family,&lt;br /&gt;Quite literally, you are life. Without you I am nothing, I am no one to anyone. You belong to me, and I am most gratefully, most happily, most obligingly yours - always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;You supplement me, allow me to share my moments with you, enter and share my life as I do yours. We have &lt;i&gt;understanding&lt;/i&gt;, a knowledge of one another that is so special to me. You are my companions - and if not for later, so what? That we have now is enough. I miss you. You are a family entirely of your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear You,&lt;br /&gt;You are the world, every thought I have, every thanks I give, every bit of good and bad that is in me. I am in your hands. Thank You for the good health, the sleep, the books, the family and the friends, and for my consciousness of it all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2173741990495283250?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2173741990495283250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2173741990495283250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2173741990495283250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2173741990495283250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/odes.html' title='Odes'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-4205740923665299829</id><published>2012-01-27T12:57:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T21:16:45.801+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha my bro's such a blanket hog :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;strike&gt;Coming home a few days earlier I hope, get exciteddddd&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;Back on the 4th! :) (not the 3rd)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving something you didn't expect to love, loving something more than you did.. Loving again, stronger, fresher - what else but books and family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you already. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-4205740923665299829?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/4205740923665299829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=4205740923665299829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4205740923665299829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4205740923665299829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/haha-my-bros-such-blanket-hog-3.html' title=''/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-1565107816860443855</id><published>2012-01-25T13:52:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T04:42:20.369+11:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;:(</title><content type='html'>Omg. So grumpy in the mornings. Everyone needs to fuck off, just let me sleep, HOW IS THIS EVEN HARD? Mannn people here wake up so early.. I SLEEP so early too, for some reason 10 30 PM feels like 11 30 PM, I get tired soooo easily o.o" and then I always get woken up cause the little cunts are always up and running by 9. Literally running. Fffaaaahhh. Went to bed at 12 last night and that seriously felt like 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a longass rant about being woken up. And now my other cousins are here and I have to get up now zomg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fuck that &gt;;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@1:16PM: just got out of bed at the announcement of lunch. Haven't eaten in over 12 hours, but hunger is only mild. Am clearly becoming an anorexic. I am, however, getting excited about PhilLi and I's collaboration in the designs of my blogger header!!!!!!!!! I love this friends working together thing hehe yay we'll both get famous fuck yeeeaahhh. HAHA symbiotic relationship n dat :))) xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-1565107816860443855?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/1565107816860443855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=1565107816860443855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1565107816860443855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1565107816860443855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/omg.html' title='&amp;gt;:('/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-1077647473797281711</id><published>2012-01-24T12:30:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T13:55:43.286+11:00</updated><title type='text'>:O</title><content type='html'>Hello earthlings, this is Jess blogging on her phone from the Blogger app (which I never thought of trying before wth). DOES THIS WORK? Will die from shock if it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY SWEET LOL WTF THIS SHIT WORKS. THANKS AYU FOR HELPING ME CHECK, NOW YOU CAN FEED IN MY WORDS ONCE MORE!! MUHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So how's China?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good, good, good! Quite a bit better now I can blog ohhh my goodness. Won't you guys get the shock of yoor life when you idly visit my blog, whether from force of habit or - dare I think it - your own little hope that I will have found some way to blog AND I HAVE. HAHAHAHAH FUCK YOU CHINA YOU GOT LOOPHOLES MATEY. I do believe China has driven me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Chinese New Year and its the frst time I'd ever spent it with such a big family. I felt quite honoured, and blessed that I could be with my family at this time - I hardly see them so sometimes its still crazy to me that I'm actually related, by blood, to these people. n__n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I also got bit by a rather venomous mosquito or some shit, because the bite on my leg swelled so much my calves looked even butcher than they already are haha. Not to mention they actually hurt wtf. Fucking tank bugs *mutters*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also incredibly cold right now.. I spend half my time in my room trying to conserve heat, but then I know if I run around with my cousins I would be warmer but they play all these things I suck at like badminton and ping pong and bloody ROLLERBLADES! WHAT HAPPENED TO THE GOOD OL DAYS WHERE KIDS USED TO READ QUIETLY!? Which is what I do (Anna Karenina is pretty intense). Sunny must've never been one of those kids, he hates reading and loves climbing shit lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sunny I have to stop talking about him or some shit cause SOME PUNKS THINK IM GOING OUT WITH HIM! Do you guys know me at ALL???!! Quite offended HAHAHAHA. (no but sunnys great &lt;3333 - I only mentioned him particularly because we bicker about reading and sports and how boring we think the other is hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay my train of thought has been so off-track this entire post (haaa, train of thought, offtrack?) so its time to end this post.. WITH MY CHINESE NUMBER! LOL. (I figure it's okay since I'm only using it for another like, 13 days or whatever, and then it'll be pretty much useless once I get back to Syd.) "18favenumber1844734favenumber", figure out the favenumber/area codes and whatnot on your own :D, I can't make it too easy lmao. PLEASE TALK TO ME IM BORED. :( for anyone who wants to know/cares at all, I can go on formspring, post on blogger (but I can't go on my actual blog how annoying), I can check my email so please oh pretty please with naked people on top drop me some comments or something so I'm not boredskiez :(. OKAY! SEE YOU KIDDOS LATER I THINK MY COUSINS ARE CALLING ME. MWA! &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-1077647473797281711?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/1077647473797281711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=1077647473797281711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1077647473797281711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1077647473797281711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/o.html' title=':O'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-971794567978312705</id><published>2012-01-15T15:23:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T16:26:56.120+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>adieu</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/397193_10150499833623697_650923696_8790505_198122820_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this buffet in the hotel called Cafe Cascade at the moment :) Was my second and last night staying at Sunny's last night :(((, he didn't tell me that he'd had to go to a family brunch at 10:30 so I stayed in the hotel room by myself for a little while soaking up the last bit of the internet before my mother came and got me and I was hungry so we came downstairs to eat :)))). Thoroughly sick of Asian food (wtf already. And my last few meals were fast, Japanese, fast) and this place is a buffet + has internet so I plan on staying here for a while. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a good day with Sunny just walking around a massive shopping mall haha :). H&amp;M YAY!! Their stuff is pretty good, but Sunny got bored so I just bought the 2 tops that I liked - and a rather expensive tote bag that I think I might use for Uni. Oh I also got a random-ass film camera that was only 39RMB/yuan so that's about ..$7AUD hehe. Didn't want to buy one that was too good, I'm only playing around with it after all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2012-01-15at15453.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH OH OH OH OH. AND TO TOP IT OFF THERE'S A WATERPROOF CASING ON IT SO NEXT TIME I GO SWIMMING I CAN TAKE IT LOL YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2012-01-15at13543.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2012-01-15at13542.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing one of my new tops here. It has a Peter Pan collar!!! I love Peter Pan collars, they're so incredibly feminine and pretty and &lt;i&gt;versatile&lt;/i&gt;, and since I'm kind of a coarse girl already (well, I'm not delicate n dat) I need to not dress like a tomboy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, yesterday for breakfast/brunch (Sunny wasn't hungry yet so I was the only one eating) we went to Maccas since I have this thing for eating fast food when I'm overseas. IT'S SO MUCH BETTER HERE SOMEHOW. And it WAS good, they have curly fries!! How awesome is that!? Australia really needs to catch up. AHEM yeah LOL Sunny was like, "How did you order the food? Did you just say 'Can I have a McChicken burger please?'" Alas, no, as it turned out, they very conveniently had numbers next to the burgers on the display so I kind of just pointed and went "Can I have #3" in Cantonese and nodded when they spoke Maccas lingo in rapid-fire Cantonese. (For those who don't now, I am quite fluent in both Cantonese and Mandarin, it's just that I obviously don't know every word or slang in the language as I usually just have ..normal conversation, and this usually doesn't include intimate knowledge of the McDonalds menu.) And when I asked to change the normal fries to the curly fries I just called them the 'curl-curl fries' HAHA. God, the Maccas was so packed and so was everywhere else for that matter LOL. I was getting pretty annoyed because everyone doesn't give a fuck about touching each other, so instead of manoeuvring around someone, you jut sort of push your way through FUCKING OATH. Soz LOL I feel like I have tourettes HAHAHAHA. But yeah Sunny and I both hate crowds .. and blatant disregard for traffic rules.. I am so NOT living here. #chandler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a Japanese restaurant for lunch/when Sunny got hungry and I can't remember any of the stuff we said :'( Other than the fact that there was a really awesome tap for hot water and a cup with a teabag already ready when you sit down so all you have to do is push the tap thingo and hot water comes out and omg it's so fucking handy sometimes I love China :D. Aaannd I just dripped watermelon juice on myself (still at the cafe, wasting time).&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Jap restaurant wouldn't let us vlog what the fuck. Mate you're not the only place that sells sushi, your shit isn't that special kayyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after that we just walked around and eventually took the taxi back to the hotel. Things I've learnt: Sunny really likes watching movies alone; Movenpick icecream is gooood; the Holiday Inn hotel lobbies smell like - I don't even know, it smells like what God's office would smell like. Divine; Discovery Channel rocks mot of the time; BURGER KING AND HUNGRY JACKS IS OWNED BY THE SAME COMPANY!? I had a hunch for a while, but still, this is kinda surprising; My Lucky Stars (one of Jackie Chan's Hong Kong films) is available on Youtube, and it still and always will be one of my old favourites + hilarious as balls. I don't care who you are but there is some quality comedy in that thing, and all the better if you're Cantonese Australian/American/some sort of Western English-speaking country, I guarantee you'll love it. Besides, Jackie Chan basically guarantees it'll be a good movie anyway ^.^ HERE I'LL EVEN LINK IT FOR YOU, THIS IS HOW BAD I WANT EVERYONE TO ENJOY THIS TOO &lt;a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pVq3ZW1sFlw"&gt;https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pVq3ZW1sFlw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I find it's hard to blog without photos now haha. But yeah, Sunny's mum brought Sunny &amp; I Burger King oh she's so lovely ; o ;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://p.twimg.com/AjHQyZzCMAEQGlZ.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm running out of things to blog about -weeps quietly-. I think I've been dragging this post out because I can't bear to process the thought of no internet for a while, although I'll probably find some way to reattach myself to it anyway! Ahh. My mum, Karen Liang's mum and Sunny's mum all know each other and Karen actually lives a few floors up from my grandma's place (I KNOW RIGHT. OF ALL THE BUILDINGS IN GZ.) so I think I might meet up with her and we can go chill (hopefully at somewhere with internet) 8D! LOL! See you kids soon, hopefully! MUCH LOVE! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/405625_10150499833468697_650923696_8790504_209992999_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you already bubz! MOISTURISE!!!!&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-971794567978312705?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/971794567978312705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=971794567978312705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/971794567978312705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/971794567978312705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/adieu.html' title='adieu'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-228665537297677279</id><published>2012-01-14T01:10:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T01:59:17.968+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>1st ..</title><content type='html'>&amp;rsaquo; time travelling on my own (probably mentioned this a million times)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;rsaquo; text overseas was to Qin: "Omg I can't even tell you how disconnected I feel atm."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;rsaquo; item I bought was a sweater with a bow on the front that I insisted I go to the bathroom to try on. Then, when I got home, realised it looked like farfalle, the bow-tie pasta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2012-01-14at0126.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pastaigragnanesi.it/pastaigragnanesi/media/0/12463619746450/farfalle.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;rsaquo; time I bought not just one, but &lt;i&gt;two&lt;/i&gt; rather tight dresses&lt;br /&gt;&amp;rsaquo; time I've ever owned a pair of red jeans, red wedges and red (trench)coat (is there a trend here?)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;rsaquo; time I've changed my way of putting my clothes in my luggage in order to save space (yes this deserves a mention ok)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;rsaquo; conversation I've had with my grandma where both of us yelling &lt;i&gt;hasn't&lt;/i&gt; ended badly&lt;br /&gt;&amp;rsaquo; ever meeting with a friend overseas &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/398036_10150497360538697_650923696_8782064_138077229_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2012-01-13at1452.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2012-01-13at15002.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2012-01-13at1451.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2012-01-13at15003.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;rsaquo; time I've eaten seafood and actually kind of enjoyed the experience (never again though. I can't take chewing more abalone for five minutes again. Sunny: "Are you still going with that?" Me: *chewing* *nods*)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;rsaquo; time eating abalone&lt;br /&gt;&amp;rsaquo; full day without social networking.. ..only to go to Sunny's hotel and drown myself in Facebook&lt;br /&gt;&amp;rsaquo; stay at Holiday Inn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all up, I did a truckload of shopping yesterday (lots of beauty products and &lt;i&gt;clothes&lt;/i&gt; oh my god), set off to Sunny's in the late morning, said bye to my Mummy (I love you hehe) and Sunny's uncle + family friend came and took me, Sunny and Tanya to a massive seafood restaurant where they had displays of the live animals and I swear the turtles (yes turtles) were dead. Dargh. Anyway, we went to this random chinese park thing and it's the kind of place where people get married so there were a lot of flowers and such. The weather was kind of terrible though =/.. Rainy and grey-skied. So that was a few hours! Went to a restaurant that was pretty emotionally significant for both Sunnybubs and I and it was as beautiful as ever and we went to the buffet and &lt;i&gt;omg&lt;/i&gt; this is the first time I've ever seen Sunny say he's full wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're back at the hotel and I'm blogging and quite tired but I have to go shower ayoh. Alright kids, talk soon! &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-228665537297677279?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/228665537297677279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=228665537297677279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/228665537297677279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/228665537297677279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/1st.html' title='1st ..'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-4970877935739360984</id><published>2012-01-11T09:58:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T10:20:16.214+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>^_~</title><content type='html'>Not my last post after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where: Sydney Airport&lt;br /&gt;Who: Lol just myself :(. LOL JOKES THIS IS SO MUCH BETTER THAN TRAVELING WITH MY MUM. SOZ MUM. I think I'm gonna have to insist that I do all my travelling alone now it feels too good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2012-01-11at0954.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2012-01-11at09543.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a crazy social media whore all morning from the moment I left my daddy (who I parted on good terms with. I thought it would be all forced and cold and awkward and shit given the recent events but I also forget that my father tends to forget 'arguments' like half an hour later but yeah! A random police woman came up to him for an RBT and then she checked his license and he'd forgotten to renew(?) his car registration (?) LOL didn't catch all of it but she did say "I should give you a ticket, but I wont." Oh my god so lovely haha. I hope the people at the RTA are this nice too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, as I'm not yet 18 and I'm travelling alone, the usher lady allowed me to go get my ticket at the First/Business Class window gatey thingy (eloquent, aren't I) so that was pretty cool. God I wish I was bumped up to actual First/Business class but I'm fairly sure that they just gave me a seat towards the front in Economy class :) which is good enough for me. (Did you know that they have a premium economy class now? The fuq?!?!?! Why did no one told me this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I slept at like 5am knowing I had to wake up at 7am because I was watching Friends and it was irresistible :(. I hope Ross and Rachel get back together and Monica and Chandler are taking so long that omg I almost can't be bothered to like them anymore. OKAY IM KIND OF RAMBLING RIGHT NOW WHAT OF IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways yes the girl who gave me the ticket was lovely, and they even offered to assign me someone to take me through the gates and such because I was underage but I said I'd travel alone CAUSE IM A BIG GIRL N DAT. But yeah it is pretty exciting for me to have my first solitary travel experience as corny as that sounds :))))). Though there was this cunt of a luggage inspector who kept repeating 'Water is a liquid, water is a liquid' despite my attempts to explain that I had simply forgotten I had water in my bag. Like shut the fuck up bro if you don't want to fucking work there than quit, don't mutter to yourself/everyone about how 'no one ever listens' and think you're allowed to be so unreasonable because seriously you were ruuude and unless someone just died you have no right to be like that &gt;:(. Maybe you haven't gotten laid in a while but hey don't take it out on us travellers kay? /endrant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So erm pretty much I bought an overly expensive breakfast and am now blogging at some seats next to McD's and in front of a massive window that shows the runway and aeroplanes and stuff :). I can't help thinking that this is my final blogpost for a while! So plagued with unnecessary worry lately. CALM DOWN JESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/403806_10150492851888697_650923696_8768588_2028182330_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's been perfect so far. All I need now is a safe flight, no nausea whatsoever, to sit next to someone awesome and to return home safely (and with a luggage full of awesome-ass buys). FEELIN' LIKE AN ULTIMATE TEENAGER HERE. See you kiddos soon!! Also check out my twitter &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/jesthh/"&gt;@jesthh&lt;/a&gt;, I've been tweeting like an absolute madcase since 8:24 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But seriously pray I don't vomit. Especially if I do end up sitting next to someone awesome.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. You should see how I'm dressed. I look like a backpacker wearing her pajamas.. Black tights, white holey sweater and like HIKING SHOES I HATE my dad omg (I don't I love him)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-4970877935739360984?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/4970877935739360984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=4970877935739360984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4970877935739360984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4970877935739360984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_11.html' title='^_~'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-513272818770902708</id><published>2012-01-10T23:54:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T00:04:01.679+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oct8rgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Flying out tomorrow. I don't really remember what I felt before I left the last time, but this time I'm a little excited and apprehensive. I think I just want to get away for a bit, and it definitely helps knowing I'm only staying for 3 weeks. 3 weeks! That's only 21 days! Hopefully they pass quickly. (If not, I brought 5 books and an iPhone stocked with even more reading material [thankyou iBooks] so I'll survive, &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; my English will hardly falter. If anything I'll be even more literate!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly glad to be rid of my dad for a while. A few days back he suddenly decided it was alright to get angry at me for staying out late - and by 'late' I mean before 11 00 - even though I was doing that for like the past 2 months anyway wtf. (I'm certain it's the absence of my mother.. She cleans and makes dinner for him when he comes home. I forget more often than not, can't cook many dishes and often get called to go out and eat so I can see where he gets displeased.) Still.. I don't know, for the past 3 nights coming home feels like I'm about to be epicly slaughtered. Don't know if I'd rather be in China, away from &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;, or in Australia with my father, with everything, but not able to enjoy it properly/at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this blog isn't gonna get updated for &lt;i&gt;ages&lt;/i&gt;. LOL have fun catching up on 10+ updates when I come back!! Talk soon, lovelies. Let's hope I'll have a great time woo!!!!! Excited now HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(P.S. I miss my friends already. I regret not asking for hugs before I left :((((((((. I hugged Kim, though, that was good, and when Jamie kindly came and gave me my wallet that I'd left at Terry's, he just didn't even want to touch me at all [he actually leans back], so that was great for my ego.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-513272818770902708?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/513272818770902708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=513272818770902708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/513272818770902708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/513272818770902708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-4209532214191608153</id><published>2012-01-09T17:22:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T00:35:41.761+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literature'/><title type='text'>perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://kapookababy.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/hong-kong-tianman-massacre.jpg?w=580&amp;h=1320"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monica Tan is one of my favourite writers. Check out her post, of which the above image is from, &lt;a href="http://kapookababy.com/2012/01/09/hong-kong-and-taiwan-as-alternate-reality-chinas/" style="background-color: #ffff00;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-4209532214191608153?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/4209532214191608153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=4209532214191608153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4209532214191608153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4209532214191608153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/perspective.html' title='perspective'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-8376091912738608704</id><published>2012-01-07T15:07:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T16:52:36.407+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Mr. O's wedding!</title><content type='html'>Was half an hour late to Mr. O's wedding and missed the whole thing (still can't believe it) but I still got some shots. It must have been a blessed day, because the weather forecast had said cloudy, but the skies cleared and it was &lt;i&gt;gorgeous&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/395431_10150485007108697_650923696_8734489_1458388112_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/403096_10150485007588697_650923696_8734494_370913418_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/401630_10150485009233697_650923696_8734507_785064467_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/407686_10150485008473697_650923696_8734502_1530724025_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/400228_10150485050778697_650923696_8734685_225668147_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/393937_10150485067028697_650923696_8734718_1118450490_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/394447_10150485068573697_650923696_8734725_506434153_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/407561_10150485034268697_650923696_8734657_1204742718_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/390479_10150485068908697_650923696_8734727_1701178670_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/394792_10150485054128697_650923696_8734696_514646559_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/397295_10150485051483697_650923696_8734687_683008510_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384458_10150485065933697_650923696_8734712_1600029502_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Hog's Breath Cafe at Cronulla to eat dinner! Such man food, really.. So much steak @_@.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/404275_10150485093113697_650923696_8734753_386347785_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/408784_10150485093508697_650923696_8734754_2115100495_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's a jesth blogpost without any food photos!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/381682_10150485091983697_650923696_8734750_165721813_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/383290_10150485092333697_650923696_8734751_1713577935_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/387551_10150485099998697_650923696_8734766_2046379130_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/378904_10150485092788697_650923696_8734752_867524537_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/384911_10150485099153697_650923696_8734763_1806691589_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qin's pavlova was ridiculous. So getting it next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378658_10150485035878697_650923696_8734660_1824918651_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/381285_10150483761798697_650923696_8730035_1577843287_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384885_10150485035313697_650923696_8734659_1180185795_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to the bride and groom, Mr. and (now) Mrs. Orsaris! &amp;hearts; (I did, however, accidentally write 'Mrs &amp; Mrs' on their present. Woops. Sir you are hereby a lesbian ?_?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, talk soon! I'm leaving for China in 4 days eurgh.. Seriously fingers crossed I sit next to someone awesome and not just some see lai mother.&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. Check out my crazy friend Neel and the crazier Michael Dable in this &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/able_dable/its-the-kogdog-ft-kogdog" style="background-color: #ffff00;"&gt;rap song&lt;/a&gt; (wherein I have no idea what he's rapping about because he's doing it in his customary Indian accent, but one of the lines is 'I'm so sick I got cancer', so you know it's gonna be good). He's one of my oldest friends, and if you guys aren't doing anything on the 11th, go check him out at Sydney's Newtown Theatre! He and his friend Jacob will be performing in a collection of short plays called Short&amp;Sweet and hopefully they'll get through to the finals. I'm actually leaving that day, I went to their show last year and it was so great, so I regret missing it this year :((((! But they'll do brilliantly, I know it! ^_~ Love! xo&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Started watching Friends (yes, for the first time.. I haven't seen a lot of things / __ \ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-8376091912738608704?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/8376091912738608704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=8376091912738608704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8376091912738608704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8376091912738608704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/mr-os-wedding.html' title='Mr. O&apos;s wedding!'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2322134272878891788</id><published>2012-01-05T16:30:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T16:58:35.929+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>"Yesterday, today, and forever."</title><content type='html'>photodiary :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/430d60e1.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/709fb82b.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/98b4d672.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan and I got tired/too hungry waiting in line (after like 10 seconds) in the city so we went to this lovely cafe called Gungho Cafe (?_?). It has the widest range of meals, and what's better, their food was fucking &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt;. Ugh. UGH. GOOD FOOD UGHHH &amp;hearts;. It's a shame the photo of my pasta doesn't do it justice.. Although they didn't put any chicken in it like I asked (TT____TT I said it like 28302 times), it practically melted in my mouth, that's how nice it was. Brendan's massive pot of fried rice (even though it was vegetarian as well [wtf this whole meal was vegan I just realised]) it was so omfg. IS IT ANY WONDER I'M HUNGRY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/3a50309e.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard taking quality photos with an iPhone HAHA. During the hours of late afternoon, the sun hits my room perfectly so that it casts a beautiful glow on everything, and even though you can't tell (at all) here, I had to capture a moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/23d48fe8.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/b2dcd8a4.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to Willow's in Amiejays' car. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/03ab7a7c.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/ce3333db.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/IMG_0119.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/IMG_0118.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 2 are a few days old :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/IMG_0166.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at this random Pyrmont park thing, chasing an ibis ?_?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/f608f510.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/fe6f229e.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I have a lot of pics with Wangays ._. LOL Here have a pic of Brendan's sunburn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/bae84ee6.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;jessexay says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/yesterday-today-and-forever.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;John says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;*photos of me&lt;br /&gt;*omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jessexay says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DONT U READ THE WORDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;John says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NO&lt;br /&gt;*I SCROLL DOWN &lt;br /&gt;*I SAW A POHTOFO ME&lt;br /&gt;*AHAAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jessexay says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FUCK YOU READ WHAT I WRITE&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;John says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yuk&lt;br /&gt;*i do&lt;br /&gt;*after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jessexay says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*one day il jus write abuse about you&lt;br /&gt;*and just decorate it&lt;br /&gt;*with pretty pictures&lt;br /&gt;*and hope you miss it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;John says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*AHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2322134272878891788?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2322134272878891788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2322134272878891788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2322134272878891788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2322134272878891788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/yesterday-today-and-forever.html' title='&quot;Yesterday, today, and forever.&quot;'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-4957498080999266621</id><published>2012-01-03T17:20:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T17:34:15.471+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WILLpower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni'/><title type='text'>curiously</title><content type='html'>So much has happened! Already. Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunny bubz left for Guang Zhou. He was gone one day but it felt like much longer. Lynn, too :(. Oh, but they both have internet, which is fucking awesome 8).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z9sjfivVaR4/TwHfmH0nJqI/AAAAAAAAACA/Jkyxdoi5CTA/s1600/IMG_7862.JPG" width="660" style="padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at him. So cute. (Also, what the fuck, is GZ behind or something? Xmas tree still up haha. Then again they must take a lot of effort to assemble.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chilled at Hurstville with Leon yesterday and watched Happy Feet 2. Oh my god worst movie in the world LOL how did I not fall asleep..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Harry's Hotdogs with Amiejays, Wangays and Qinnigz. Wtf stayed until 10pm TIME FLIES WHEN YOU'RE HAVING FUN n dat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to UTS:INSEARCH today with Brendan to apply. Got it. Thank god.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Popping over to Willow's soon - though we're late, we're late, we're so late! Everyone had something on today! D;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And now I'm looking forward to a great night in the city! Oh I do hope it'll be fun. Today's weather is excellent. ♥ n___n ♥&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love everyone! I hope you are all having ridiculously good starts to the new year. Muah! xo&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-4957498080999266621?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/4957498080999266621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=4957498080999266621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4957498080999266621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4957498080999266621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/curiously.html' title='curiously'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z9sjfivVaR4/TwHfmH0nJqI/AAAAAAAAACA/Jkyxdoi5CTA/s72-c/IMG_7862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-3321981767565321444</id><published>2012-01-02T01:50:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T01:52:20.736+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oct8rgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnitepost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I'm old and 75 years old and I have grandchildren of my own, I want to pull out photo albums (or, you know, facebook photos, or ancient blog posts) and caress the photos and say with certainty, "Yep, that's them. Those are my lifelong friends."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-3321981767565321444?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/3321981767565321444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=3321981767565321444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3321981767565321444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3321981767565321444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/when-im-old-and-75-years-old-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-584344319949801381</id><published>2012-01-01T15:17:00.013+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T01:16:02.240+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ct'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instagram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>MMXII</title><content type='html'>First post of the new year! (sparse cheering in background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I feel like people have been celebrating/anticipating this year more so than any other of the last years, or maybe I've simply been caring + noticing more than before. It feels a little different than before; in the previous years, it wasn't that big of a deal that a new year was beginning, it was just another part of life. But I dunno.. This year seems kinda special for some reason. And that's not a bad thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/407984_10150496948688830_760183829_8531752_1691822672_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/403617_10150496949283830_760183829_8531759_215445979_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/396474_10150496949958830_760183829_8531767_110533784_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387304_10150496949453830_760183829_8531761_1796308473_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/404369_10150496949773830_760183829_8531764_453924284_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/397444_10150496951168830_760183829_8531788_197979050_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was city for dinner and fireworks. We - that is, Sunny, Kim, Jamie, Terry, Qin, Belle, Alice, Johnson, Denga, Phil, Leon, Anna, and Lorraine and Vivzi - ended up only eating dinner at Ajisen Ramen BUT THAT WAS OKAY! LOL (would've liked to go Darling Harbour to eat, but that would've just been naive). We pretty much went straight to 'Beautiful Ball's Point' again (at like, 9 45 pm - so early) and messed around for a bit, playing spin the bottle with what was originally Truth, Dare, Double Dare, Kiss a Girl/Boy or Torture, but later, Truth and Dare were ommitted so it was just Double Dare, Kiss someone or get tortured. LOL surprisingly no one chose torture (actually wait, I think Denga did, did he? Whatever, he got a wedgie from Terry) but the rest of the contents I will not disclose LMAO. But yeah there was a lot of screaming and laughing and piggy backing (?_?) and cute kissing-on-the-cheek (hello, we're tame as fuck). I was randomly really energetic during the whole thing so I kept fucking running around ROFLOL. Sunny piggy backed me and spun me in so many circles that I fell onto the grass and lay there for a while (before getting up again and screaming and running around. Apparently I don't get tired on New Year's Eve). I regret that Wangays wasn't there, he was off being cute with his family hehehe and Lynn is off in Korea. I FORGET WHAT YOU LOOK/SOUND LIKE. COME BACK SO YOU CAN REMIND ME. FOREVER :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/0dac6bee.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/d209f311.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks were actually quite beautiful this year n___n I was a little disappointed last year, I had thought they weren't beautiful enough, but I guess there's been some upgrades in firework technology (if there even exists such a thing). SUNNY (wonderful, tanned, trolling Sunny, who is leaving Sydney soon) might upload photos later today so &lt;strike&gt;I'll edit this post if they come up!&lt;/strike&gt; here they are :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388657_10150496960268830_760183829_8531909_535693985_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/405440_10150496951933830_760183829_8531804_2021363834_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378693_10150496952518830_760183829_8531820_974132023_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was incredibly packed at Waverton station when we got back, and we hung around for at least 15 minutes (many of us texting HNY to various loved ones), knowing there would be a lot of people. We lined up in the totally wrong train line before we realised that we should be going &lt;i&gt;back&lt;/i&gt; from where we came from rofl. GO US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/ee4ce1d0.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/36085e5e.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunnehbubz is going to Guang Zhou tomo :((((! The upside is that I'll get to see him for a week because he'll be there when I leave for GZ (which is from the 11th of January to the 5th of February. I think I'm actually going to write blog posts, email them to Wangays and get him to update for me EL OH EL. Good god it's going to be hard for the Social Media whore to give up blogging [China censors a lot of sites, including Facebook, Twitter and Blogger. Which is pretty much all I go on]). I'm still looking forward to going to China, though - it's the first time I'll be flying somewhere &lt;i&gt;on my own&lt;/i&gt; and I'm quite, quite nervous. LOL hope I meet someone really cute to sit with on the nine hour flight but knowing my luck I will be seated near somebody too large for shitty Southern Airline Economy class seats and with pungent body odour and smelly feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope this doesn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/38534969.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/8f257dc6.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://distilleryimage2.s3.amazonaws.com/15a387ba33bc11e180c9123138016265_7.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://p.twimg.com/Ah__XXGCMAAuFzx.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/6889a093.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that my male readers care, but my brown eyeliner smudges incredibly easily :(. The wing was totally gone by the end of the night cause I kept being paranoid I had panda eyes! O WELLZ I SUPPOSE I'LL MAKE IT THROUGH THIS TRAUMATIC ORDEAL #FirstWorldConcerns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/d4005df8.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really happy when we got home. It had been a great night. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://distilleryimage6.s3.amazonaws.com/3d522d78341311e19896123138142014_7.jpg" width="705" title="Ignore my facial expression pliz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/30b26498.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a fucking amazing 2012, my lovely little petunias. Much love!&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Are you mirin of my awesome sky blue + grey Raglan? And freaking ridiculicious penne chicken carbonara?!?!!?!?!? (Looks rather unappetising in this photo but oh my god it is derishus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2012-01-01at16153.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2012-01-01at16202.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye buddy. i no u r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/36085e5e.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/89e0e80b.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my favourite pics. Just looking at them makes me happy :))))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. LOL so many pictures lately omo&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. &lt;strike&gt;Okay it just occurred to me that if you just glance at the photos it looks like I'm mostly hanging out with guys or something wtf. I assure you that the better photos of me with my girls are on my actual DSLR, that is, legit QUALITY PHOTOS NOT JUST SHITTY IPHONE ONES, that I have yet to upload. :D&lt;/strike&gt; YAY, no longer true. Also, all my male friends generally seem to be quite physically fit. IL BE THERE SOME DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/381955_10150496953313830_760183829_8531836_687409371_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/388682_10150496953528830_760183829_8531840_1220939518_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-584344319949801381?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/584344319949801381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=584344319949801381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/584344319949801381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/584344319949801381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2012/01/mmxii.html' title='MMXII'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-1134856087367711441</id><published>2011-12-31T16:45:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T16:55:42.442+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Anna Karenina, Part II, VIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Alexei Alexandrovich was not a jealous man. Jealousy, in his opinion, was insulting to a wife, and a man ought to have trust in his wife. Why he ought to have trust – that is, complete assurance that his young wife would always love him – he never asked himself; but he felt no distrust, because he had trust and told himself that he had to have it. But now, though his conviction that jealousy was a shameful feeling and that one ought to have trust was not destroyed, he felt that he stood face to face with something illogical and senseless, and he did not know what to do. Alexei Alexandrovich stood face to face with life, confronting the possibility of his wife loving someone else besides him, and it was this that seemed so senseless and incomprehensible to him, because it was life itself. All his life Alexei Alexandrovich had lived and worked in spheres of service that dealt with reflections of life. And each time he had encountered life itself, he had drawn back from it. Now he experienced a feeling similar to what a man would feel who was calmly walking across a bridge over an abyss and suddenly saw that the bridge had been taken down and below him was the bottomless deep. This bottomless deep was life itself, the bridge the artificial life that Alexei Alexandrovich had lived. For the first time questions came to him about the possibility of his wife falling in love with someone, and he was horrified at them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There, looking at her table, with the malachite blotting case lying at the top and an unfinished letter, his thoughts suddenly changed. He began to think of her, of what she was thinking and feeling. For the first time he pictured vividly to himself her personal life, her ideas, her desires, and &lt;b&gt;the idea that she could and should have a separate life of her own seemed to him so alarming that he made haste to dispel it.&lt;/b&gt; It was the chasm which he was afraid to peep into. To put himself in thought and feeling in another person's place was a spiritual exercise not natural to Alexey Alexandrovitch. He looked on this spiritual exercise as a harmful and dangerous abuse of the fancy."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;small&gt;So much philosophy in this book, it makes me heart happy hehehe&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-1134856087367711441?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/1134856087367711441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=1134856087367711441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1134856087367711441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1134856087367711441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/anna-karenina-part-ii-viii.html' title='Anna Karenina, Part II, VIII'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-5513924766229853795</id><published>2011-12-30T23:40:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T00:34:14.348+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oct8rgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>I am amazed. Incredulous. Pleasantly surprised. Most of all, happy. Nothing exceptional happened today, but it is precisely the fact that it was nothing really 'out of the ordinary' - in fact, we only stayed in Hurstville - which made me see how fucking &lt;i&gt;blessed&lt;/i&gt; I am (sorry for the expletive). Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I'm perfectly content. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/8d3bfa6e.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/400b689f.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sul Ponte yesterday. Their penne boscaiola, if anyone wants to know, is delicious!! *salivates*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/62f67377.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/c04e3715.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola. My name is Jessica and my body is reserved for Zayn Malik and Swoozie only kthx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/60d981d4.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/cc39f147.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumcha with papi like a baws. Haha check out the natural bokeh from the trees :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/c0c98292.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/421f9933.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah fuck! I love life!&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. Shout out to my Alice babe, for being my one and only. Ever. (I literally call her my 'other half' now.) And to Anna, for being one of my closest goddamn friends even though we live more than an hour away. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-5513924766229853795?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/5513924766229853795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=5513924766229853795&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5513924766229853795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5513924766229853795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_30.html' title='♥'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-4651903786925613588</id><published>2011-12-30T16:06:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T16:14:44.769+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wants'/><title type='text'>materialistic</title><content type='html'>Some things I want to own before 2013 rolls around;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Canon EOS 60D&lt;/b&gt; (read about it &lt;a href="http://www.canon.com.au/About-Canon/News-Events/News-Press-Releases/New-EOS-60D-Digital-SLR"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.gawkerassets.com/assets/images/4/2011/11/7bd2aff6f839171503865e2bdf69e142.jpg" width="705" style="padding-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Jeffrey Campbell Lita in Mint Suede&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://nyheter24.se/nextinfashion/zahraisabelle/files/2011/03/jcmint2.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nyheter24.se/nextinfashion/zahraisabelle/files/2011/03/jcmint2.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(Okay this is honestly all I can think of right now)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my reading! ^_~ xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-4651903786925613588?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/4651903786925613588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=4651903786925613588&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4651903786925613588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4651903786925613588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/materialistic.html' title='materialistic'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-7370949664210048644</id><published>2011-12-29T02:28:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T02:40:31.999+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnitepost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instagram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>instagram @jesthh</title><content type='html'>Whoever created Instagram was a mad genius, and a kind one at that; I can't believe the app is &lt;i&gt;free&lt;/i&gt;. "The best things in life are not things." (Which is, y'know, technically true, since the app does not exist tangibly, and all &lt;i&gt;things&lt;/i&gt; are generally quite tangible..) Images are from older to newest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://distilleryimage4.s3.amazonaws.com/252d61022add11e19896123138142014_7.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://distilleryimage6.s3.amazonaws.com/ee56f37e2bc611e180c9123138016265_7.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://distilleryimage3.s3.amazonaws.com/26365fde2e4511e1abb01231381b65e3_7.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="https://distilleryimage0.s3.amazonaws.com/1b106aa0307011e19896123138142014_7.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://distilleryimage5.s3.amazonaws.com/ae972b60310b11e1a87612313804ec91_7.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="https://distilleryimage6.s3.amazonaws.com/9abf9b96316411e1a87612313804ec91_7.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneak shot of Terryberry sleeping from the Oct8rgy sleepover; my best bubbi and I the evening before she left to Korea; Santa Jess?; icecream Kim and I devoured (she &lt;i&gt;loved&lt;/i&gt; the cookie dough parts); I FOUND SOMEWHERE IN HURSTVILLE STATION THAT SOLD MACAROONS!?, and Sunny knew ages ago!!!??!?!?! I don't even understand this travesty; and a bathroom luvo, wherein I definitely do not feel like I should be turning 18 in a few mere months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2:35 AM now, and that's already 2 posts within hours! I should be rewarded, hopefully with at least 9 straight hours of sleep and no sore bodyparts tomorrow :P. Goodnight! xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-7370949664210048644?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/7370949664210048644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=7370949664210048644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7370949664210048644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7370949664210048644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/instagram-jesthh.html' title='instagram @jesthh'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-3553840705985152366</id><published>2011-12-28T22:52:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T23:28:23.180+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><title type='text'>departures&amp;arrivals</title><content type='html'>Wow, I haven't uploaded photos of food lately.. I guess I haven't been eating out? Actually, these days, things have been a blur. Things get planned last minute and I sort of just go with the flow. I dunno, it's hard to explain haha, but I do something almost every day that it's hard to mark specific &lt;i&gt;events&lt;/i&gt; in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, though, was a little break from tradition. Went to Rockdale Fitness First, after some months-long gym drought; ordered something I'd never tried before at 3rdRock (an unquestionably scintillating experience); watched MI4, and didn't stay for dinner afterward (strange in itself. I tend to want to spend as much time as I can with my friends); ate dinner with papa yunz instead, talked about my future and such and such and it was kind of nice. ^____^ Anyway, some sprinkling of day-to-day photos that have been taking up memory on my iBaby2; hover over images for captions :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/8c9e3598.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 2px;" title="'Lulu's burger' @ Lulu's Cafe, Beverly Hills :))"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/55a0aa22.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 2px;" title="Gnocchi bascaiola. Unfortunately I don't like mushrooms and the gnocchi did not rise to my expectations.. I thought it was quite powdery, but according to Sundawgs, that's what it's meant to taste like ._. WHO WANTS TO MAKE ME SOME GOOD GNOCCHI TO DISPROVE MY BELIEFS?"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/1286f1d6.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 2px;" title="Smoked Salmon Caesar Salad @ 3rdRock. WAS FUCKING DERISHUS"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/18f922c3.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 2px;" title="Sunnybunny (wow what's with my gay-ass nicknames for him) and Denga were attempting front flips at a park eating.. AND THEN THEY SAID THEY FELT HUNGRY AGAIN WHATT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/jessicar.png" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 2px;" title="Papi's Nissan370Z which I have totally non-narcissistically named Jessicar. Hehe, you know how cars have a face? Look! It's smiling!!! (cue daww's) (lame+100)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired! I think, if we're not doing anything tomorrow, I will go buy a stack of books. WAS DOWNLOADING A BIG BUNCH OF EBOOKS ONTO MY IBABY, KNOWING FULL WELL I HATE READING EBOOKS ON A TINY SCREEN LULZ. Anyway, hope you all had a great day! MWA! Luurrrve all round!&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. Papi said he'd buy me those electric motorcycle thingies when I'm in China. LOL SCORE, ONLY STAYING FOR 2.5 WEEKS ANYWAY 8D GoodGodHopeIDon'tCrash.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Shoutout to Wangays my lovely darling for having been, however minutely, influenced by my existence. Because of me, he watched and liked Avatar - and got Terry to watch it too (I have Sunny on good word that he will watch it too because Dengays, Wangays and I [Jessgays] were having a mini-enthused conversation about it) AND he's also reading books. &lt;i&gt;Books&lt;/i&gt;. Most of the boys I know don't read books so I'M VERY PROUD INDEED. WOO! LOLOLOL &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-3553840705985152366?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/3553840705985152366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=3553840705985152366&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3553840705985152366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3553840705985152366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/departures.html' title='departures&amp;arrivals'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2572535743395605163</id><published>2011-12-26T22:20:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T23:01:26.035+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oct8rgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>that lovin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;I haven't updated in days!&lt;/strike&gt; I'm really starting to get enormously lazy with my blogging, heh heh. How is everyone? I hope you all had a great Christmas! &amp;hearts; As per usual, I will show rather than tell you how my Christmas Eve was :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/405021_10150482667548830_760183829_8465357_633422373_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/375995_10150482667743830_760183829_8465359_1195039473_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/397287_10150482839618830_760183829_8466191_1020664885_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/396893_10150482839888830_760183829_8466194_582064422_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378710_10150482833108830_760183829_8466181_1591087637_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were joking around about pimping up Kim's Prius the night before Xmas eve, and Jamie actually turned up with some stickers so much of the afternoon was spent defiling her car :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/383585_10150482680883830_760183829_8465488_1995729329_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day dwindled on and people got hungry, we began to cook. And let me tell you this, I make a &lt;i&gt;kick ass&lt;/i&gt; pasta bake. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/392119_10150482669068830_760183829_8465366_1075499959_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/400290_10150482669333830_760183829_8465367_354079594_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/404617_10150482669998830_760183829_8465374_1031492747_n.jpg" width="230"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.yorkshiretea.co.uk/blog/http:/www.yorkshiretea.co.uk/media/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Wallace-and-Gromit-1024x756.jpg" width="230"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388919_10150482670168830_760183829_8465375_598661089_n.jpg" width="230"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very own Wallaces &amp;hearts; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/401983_10150482672033830_760183829_8465388_1943674467_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/402837_10150482673683830_760183829_8465405_2035591611_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/375303_10150482673898830_760183829_8465406_48628320_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/395033_10150482672128830_760183829_8465390_2072756228_n.jpg" width="100" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/408318_10150482672313830_760183829_8465392_883924483_n.jpg" width="100" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/398452_10150482672543830_760183829_8465394_1991861653_n.jpg" width="100" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/386765_10150482672638830_760183829_8465395_90868957_n.jpg" width="100" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/166982_10150482672868830_760183829_8465397_1281470962_n.jpg" width="100" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/392354_10150482673048830_760183829_8465398_1308501134_n.jpg" width="100" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/407787_10150482673153830_760183829_8465400_424299569_n.jpg" width="100" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/386140_10150482674013830_760183829_8465407_706404369_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry's neighbourhood is absolutely &lt;i&gt;magical&lt;/i&gt; at Christmas. Wangays had already spent Xmas there last (couple of) years, so he knew all about how every house strung up fantastic lights and put candles in milk cartons and lined them on the edges of the footpath and it was so &lt;i&gt;beautiful&lt;/i&gt;. All these people were walking around and mirin the lights ^____^ Felt good to be alive!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/401364_10150482919673830_760183829_8466599_1199492608_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://distilleryimage2.instagram.com/2c3559102f0f11e1abb01231381b65e3_7.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is (most of) my family, on Christmas Eve 2011! Hope you all had a great one! (My actual Christmas was extraordinarily quiet, a nice change from the night before - I stayed home, ordered pizza, ate icecream and read books. #winning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all! Muah!&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. I feel somewhat obligated to mention that I had less than 1 cruiser and I got kinda tipsy (and red as FUCK). Fuark. The only person more lightweight than me is Alice, I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2572535743395605163?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2572535743395605163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2572535743395605163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2572535743395605163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2572535743395605163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/that-lovin.html' title='that lovin&apos;'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-1280239470048247779</id><published>2011-12-25T02:14:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T02:17:09.338+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnitepost'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;I am so ... I don't know. I don't have the right word. I wish my vocabulary was larger, so I could explain myself instantly without having to say 'anxious, scared, worried, unsure, uncertain'.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;i&gt;Despondent.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this post didn't get anyone down. Merry Christmas, everyone. ^____^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-1280239470048247779?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/1280239470048247779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=1280239470048247779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1280239470048247779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1280239470048247779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-so.html' title=''/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2912981940391716496</id><published>2011-12-23T21:23:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T21:40:19.532+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oct8rgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>you + the future</title><content type='html'>I swear, every day is an adventure.. Casual hangouts become special. This is why I love my group &amp;hearts;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove this morning! Sunny rang me while I was driving and my instructor thought he might have been my bf, lmao. THIS IS SO TRUE FOR QIN AS WELL. APPARENTLY SUNNY'S DATING THE ENTIRE GROUP (he's already gay with the guys anyway). Anyway, we ate at The Restaurant Sunny Can Never Pronounce (Manmaruya) and I ordered too much food but we drove around for a while and picked up Wangays and went to Oatley Park and then Sunny had the sunroof open so I sort of stood up on the passenger seat and stuck my head out the sunroof and it was &lt;i&gt;so fun&lt;/i&gt;. SERIOUSLY EVERYONE SHOULD GO TRY IT GOGOGO except we were in Oatley Park and not a public road heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Terry knows so many good spots! He took us to the beach (?) under Tom Ugly's bridge and we got burgers from Paul's (another famous fast-food joint wtf) and ate there and I can't believe I paid like motherfucking $15 for a burger I took legitimately under 10 bites out of lololololol (I bought 2 drinks and chips as well, so dw LOL). Fuck. I spent so much money on food today and I hardly ate half of it.. #baddaughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, photos coming up soon, I think. I hope you all have a ridiculously great Christmas! I love Christmas season, it's so heartwarming and cheesy (Kim is also set on getting 'ugly Christmas sweaters'). BRINGS THE FAMILY TOGEZZAR YA KNOW!?!!!? HAHA. &amp;hearts;!&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2912981940391716496?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2912981940391716496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2912981940391716496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2912981940391716496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2912981940391716496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-future.html' title='you + the future'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-7667416404818242932</id><published>2011-12-23T01:45:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T02:29:32.260+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oct8rgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>won't you please bring my baby to me</title><content type='html'>Quick post!, I feel like I've exhausted my words for tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Drove in the morning. Was good because it was different weather (raining - felt exactly the same so don't fear my fellow L-platers), but failed to text Lynn at the right time because my brain is stupid. Sent her lengthy Facebook messages instead :).&lt;br /&gt;2. Did some housework, talked to Wangays and made some tuna pasta, sneakily got him to tell me his address and told Sunny who went straight there to pick him up. Then they picked me up and we went round to PA, Westfield for an Easyway, back to PA where Kimmy joined us and then to Willows ^_^.&lt;br /&gt;3. Played Pictionary like a mad fuck. The guys FINALLY won the second game after like, 6 games ROFLMFAO (the only other member other than myself in my team that round was Sunny, so when we played, only one person was guessing! Would have been shameful if they DIDN'T win!), managed to make Sunny eat his words; "See?, Pictionary is fun, and you said it would be crap. Take it back!" "Yeah, it is. I take it back~" "n__n"&lt;br /&gt;4. Stopped at Southgate Maccas carpark to wait for Kim, Terry &amp; Viverino. Took stupid pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/395517_10150476744683830_760183829_8443180_1573905553_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/407904_10150476744218830_760183829_8443176_254070820_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/391811_10150476745503830_760183829_8443183_2059816423_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 4px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/380145_10150476745798830_760183829_8443185_424058002_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/403687_10150476746183830_760183829_8443188_90954368_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/397606_10150476745948830_760183829_8443186_478942979_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ One thing I like about this photo is that my eyes look even better compared to the rest of my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Proceed to wear mask and stare everyone else down. Pretty fun, except I think my breath started condensing in the mask. Advised others not to wear it for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Arrive at parking near Miss Saigon and take photo of pretty sunset. Proceed to get mocked by Sunny. "Ooh! Pretty lighting! Have to take a photo! *gets kicked*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/edde61f2.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/73e48edd.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/ee000462.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Introduce Kim to the world of 21 for the first time. She likes it how I like it, too - with lemon and a bit of fish/oyster(??) sauce. Carry a joke too far and have the pleasure of bringing tears of mirth to Kim's eyes. Conversation goes like this: &lt;blockquote&gt;Kim: "Oh my god One Direction is coming to Australia in March!!!! I'm going to go!!"&lt;br /&gt;Terry: "You're not going."&lt;br /&gt;K: "What, why"&lt;br /&gt;T: "You're just not going."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "He's going to become a bodyguard in 2 months and then barricade your entry."&lt;br /&gt;K: (I think she laughed here. I don't remember too clearly)&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Doesn't matter, you can go order one. HAHA what am I saying, order one? I meant hire."&lt;br /&gt;K and I: *laughter*. At this point, Terry has lost track of the conversation, but Viv is still listening (bless her soul).&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haha, order a bodyguard. eBay, heeehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;K and I: *cracks up again*&lt;br /&gt;Me: " 'Brand new, never used' "&lt;br /&gt;K&amp;I: *more laughter*&lt;br /&gt;Me: " 'Item in good condition. Buy 1 get 1 free' "&lt;br /&gt;K: *starting to tear up now*&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Comes in 3 colours. Black, white and yellow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably end this here. LOL, trust me it was one of those in-the-moment jokes (really, it was!!!!!), you had to be there. Kim was in tears and people were probably wondering why there was an asian girl banging the table repeatedly.&lt;/blockquote&gt;8. Go to Oatley Park again (fffffff. All I can think of is mud mud mud) and it is pretty freaky :( again, hahaha. Trek for a while and come back home at 10. Conclude that the day was certainly a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/7cbbb164.jpg" width="352" style="float: left;"&gt;P.S. Remember this shit!?!?! LOL Myspace omfg.. Pictures that moved across your screen.. So 2006 bahahah. I cringe to think of what my grandchildren will think of me - "Grandma, you were born LAST MILLENNIUM?!?!?! Holy Google!! You're OLD!" "Why thankyou darling. Would you like to see photos of my iPhone 4?" "No." *whips out iPhone 27*&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. Hi Katerina ;D&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Wow that was not a quick post in any way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-7667416404818242932?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/7667416404818242932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=7667416404818242932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7667416404818242932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7667416404818242932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/wont-you-please-bring-my-baby-to-me.html' title='won&apos;t you please bring my baby to me'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-1431624443867207368</id><published>2011-12-21T12:38:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T17:11:07.958+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gif'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>http://makeagif.com/ilWLY0</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://makeagif.com/media/12-20-2011/ilWLY0.gif" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving went well today. (´∀`)&lt;br /&gt;+ Check out my latest jesthcollexion post! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jesthcollection.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-newest-bed-partner.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/bp.png" width="705"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-1431624443867207368?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/1431624443867207368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=1431624443867207368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1431624443867207368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1431624443867207368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/httpmakeagifcomilwly0.html' title='http://makeagif.com/ilWLY0'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-5843887181307429851</id><published>2011-12-20T22:47:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T00:46:49.604+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oct8rgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnitepost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bdae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepover'/><title type='text'>"it's not the same, cause now that pussy's changed"</title><content type='html'>I'm not retarded, I promise. The title of this post is from Lloyd's song Dedication To My Ex and that's the LINE THAT'S STUCK IN MY HEAD AND HAS BEEN SINCE WILLOW'S 18TH BIRTHDAY PARTY! WHICH I WILL PROCEED TO SPAM WITH PHOTOS STARTING ..NAO! (P.S. I've been incredibly lazy with blogging lately, so I changed my blogskin to get myself back into it since usually that works :3. Ayoh! WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME WTF)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/379973_10150448984488697_650923696_8569388_512467431_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/395634_10150448951678697_650923696_8569182_466374496_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390437_10150448949738697_650923696_8569170_434530939_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/396888_10150448948588697_650923696_8569164_1698655789_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/382614_10150448948883697_650923696_8569165_991463227_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/382785_10150448967023697_650923696_8569268_480324894_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390333_10150448950263697_650923696_8569172_1444121852_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/398157_10150448947958697_650923696_8569162_57955929_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ok but seriously BreadTop makes the best goddamn Black Forest cake. Fuarrkk *salivates* And the one we got for Willow was SO BIG!! SO SO BIG!!!! ARGH [dass wut she sed])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/400878_10150448966093697_650923696_8569263_687470911_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/389519_10150448965638697_650923696_8569259_1323180077_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family portraits are so cute &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387504_10150448964893697_650923696_8569256_182871961_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384633_10150448962763697_650923696_8569246_1279599036_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, family portraits are cute. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/393370_10150448983858697_650923696_8569380_414735586_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/375284_10150448967778697_650923696_8569274_1292069718_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/402481_10150448991178697_650923696_8569497_575181965_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 5px;" title="My lesbian lover forrealz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/397596_10150448992363697_650923696_8569506_1889632431_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/376144_10150448989878697_650923696_8569483_1218835464_n.jpg" width="352" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/397165_10150448985958697_650923696_8569412_417240614_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 5px;" title="Cutest goddamn spanner in the world"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after that (which was lovely fun - Pictionary was actually so intense that we started sweating in an 19 degree airconditioned room, THAT'S HOW INTENSE IT GOT! THIS SHIT IS EPIC OKAY! #CaringbahNerds) was the eagerly-anticipated sleepover at Terry's house at which we walked around Miranda, picked up some delicious caesar salad +chicken penne at Maddison's Fine Food (gogogogogo omg. I love always finding good food to eat hehe, even places I don't go often!) Vietnamese Mentos' from some reject/dollar shop, some abso-fucking-lutely adorable PillowPets (that Sunny hated), and &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; car-reindeer-antler thingies despite Kim &amp; my persistent efforts - she walked around in just socks because she left her shoes at Terry's :'DDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/400903_10150450329813697_650923696_8576426_916478996_n.jpg" width="705" style="padding-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wangays was already at Terry's so after running around what seemed like everywhere, we went back and watched 1408 before picking up Lynn. I thought it was a very good scary movie at first - actually executed &lt;i&gt;well&lt;/i&gt;, very nice dialogue and actor and everything, until it got SO ridiculous.. Ugh. Man I'm watching more and more gross/scary movies because of my friends hahaha Dx Anyway, we picked up Lynn with the girls in Sunny's car and her parents were lovely, gave us a big plate of salmon to devour ^_^ The rest of the guys went to buy pizza there was a beautiful sunset after the POURING FOOKING RAIN and then we all got back to Terry's and ate the pizza ^_^!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/e7ea4ad6.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I wish I could go back. I miss my friends already &amp;hearts;. The main event was going to Oatley Park and playing in the .. wait for it.. &lt;b&gt;MUD&lt;/b&gt;. YES!! MUD! WTF!! IT WASN'T A REGULAR BEACH .. THE WATER WAS BROWN EVEN IN THE DARK AARGH omg *shudder*. It turned my blonde hair brown fffff. Anyway, that was pleasant HAHA. The boys kept getting paranoid we were getting watched, and I kind of did too, but tried to ignore it.. Glad we're safe though n__n Hehe :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GODDAMN THIS POST IS TAKING LONG TO WRITE. After we were all clean, we settled down to watch Insidious which was conceptually interesting, until all these random tortured souls or whatever and yeah that killed the whole thing wtf, started laughing in some bits. So retarded. (Okay no but I was death-squeezing Wangays/Amiejays' hands cause the suspense was killin' me! Luckily we put on Zombieland after that - everyone was starting to fall asleep during Zombieland - and that was funny hehe, too bad I didn't finish it, it looked pretty good :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, Lynn, Kim and Sunny (or it might have just been Lynn the relentless morning person!!) said it was 1PM but it was EIGHT THIRTY OR SOME SHIT.. Honestly what the fuq. So we just kept sleeping until 1 and got ready to go~ (Sneaked some pictures of Terry and Amiejays sleeping cuz I'm creepy like dat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/a75c2659.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, I'VE YET TO NAME MY PILLOWPET. ANY SUGGESTIONS?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/47fdd303.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/389d09c3.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-5843887181307429851?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/5843887181307429851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=5843887181307429851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5843887181307429851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5843887181307429851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-not-same-cause-now-that-pussys.html' title='&quot;it&apos;s not the same, cause now that pussy&apos;s changed&quot;'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-7317471565746859076</id><published>2011-12-17T01:32:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T01:47:31.786+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>lazydays</title><content type='html'>Oh man! I'm not in the mood to blog. What is the world coming to? Will dotpoint what I did today. Kudos to you if you read it all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up and had to get dressed and find my goddamn birth certificate. Had to call and wake up mummy who is currently in China - it was like 6:30 AM there and she took the opportunity to ask me what my "Uter" was. Told her I'd tell her 'later'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Obtained birth certificate yayay! (Needed it for my Tax File Number, which I'm filing through school, probably illegally. I don't know, I'm not sure, I just know I'm an ex-student now LOLOL) Don't know where Brendan is (he's picking me up - I've missed him so) so I walk to train station to buy me some breakfast and take the train if need be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I buy myself a McMuffin meal and wonder why I did that. I'M GOING TO A BBQ FOR FUCK'S SAKE WHY AM I BUYING FOOD LOL #badasian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brendan already at my place aish. Have to walk home. LOL ThankgodIliveclose&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get to school. Not many people there. Weather is cloudy but otherwise not unpleasant :)! Sunny is there, so I stick with him. Handrew is scared of me. In other words, everything is normal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After aaaggeeezzz, Wangays and Terry arrive (Tez slept at Wangays' that night the qtpi's) and we sit down and just talk and then they get food then we talk to some teachers then we eventually go to PA where no one really orders much food but I got a chicken carbonara as per usual and Wangays helped me out which was good cause I definitely could not finish it on my own!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back to my place to get the second book of Avatar, which Wangays is probably halfway through by now. Manage to convince Terry into watching it to. Feel successful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go home, chill for a while in my bed (like 60% of my whole day was spent in bed, not including sleeping), nap for like 20 minutes and wake up for driving lesson!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once again fastest driving lesson of MY LYF K. WTF IS 1 HR, FELT LIKE 20 MINS WTF I SWEAR THIS WOMAN IS CHEATING ME OUT OF MY MONEY BUT SHE IS LOVELY AS HELL + THE TIME WAS SHOWN IN THE CARRRR HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE. IF ONLY I COULD DRIVE DURING AEROPLANE RIDES LOLOL WTF IS 9 HOURS FUCK MY LIFE. I seriously hate flights though.. It's liek the #1 ultimate thing I hate. Loving how off-topic I've gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OKAY. Right. I have a dinner with Gavin so I go home and chill once more for a little while before I go to Manmaruya and nom with Gavgavs. He proceeds to tell me what feels like his entire girl-history and I don't know how I feel about having almost nothing to tell him. (Life is so much easier without boys though)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jamie joins us for a brief moment haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go home and read and do nothing for the rest of the night. Talk to dad about china for a bit. Eyes are tired and sore now from reading so much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Must wake up at 9am tomo to get ready for driving lesson again! My god!! So much $$ haha oh well it is worth it I hope :))). Instructor says I am getting better! Yay n__n. (She also said I didn't look full Chinese. Rofl is it the blonde?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will probably go home and fall back asleep for a bit haha, and then at night time, we have Joan's 18th at Lim's!! YAY BUFFET, YAY FRIENDS, YAY ALICE AND JOAN YAY :). Can't wait! Mwa! Goodnight children!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. Hello Anyi my darling &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Holy shit my blog is so bare without photos wtf. Must take some later today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-7317471565746859076?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/7317471565746859076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=7317471565746859076&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7317471565746859076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7317471565746859076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/lazydays.html' title='lazydays'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-9158125613913959043</id><published>2011-12-15T11:50:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T00:41:57.400+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daddy, I'm so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit @ 12:41AM: Feeling a lot better, guys! Been a bit dramatic lately haha but it's really dying down now. I are strong :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-9158125613913959043?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/9158125613913959043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=9158125613913959043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/9158125613913959043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/9158125613913959043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/daddy-im-so-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-8372426386249182380</id><published>2011-12-14T07:14:00.012+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T07:24:58.001+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fml'/><title type='text'>Excuse me, have you seen my Happiness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;It takes a certain kind of bravery to blog after you receive your examination results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd imagine most people who weren't happy with what they got want to shy away from any form of self-reflection. Hold off their fears and feelings, any more expectations or disappointments until the next day, the Final day, when their solid and unmovable ATAR comes out. After that, I feel almost everyone will release a sigh of relief; for there is no more waiting. No more bated breaths, no more little candles of hope, no more tiresome debates between your peers about what you think you'll get or what they think you'll get or what you think they'll get. No more quiet, silent moments of internal contemplations as to how you feel about this. Thinking about how far the difference falls when you compare what you want to what you expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more room for hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the text is opened and you are not happy - not happy at all, it feels as though the results have, in all it's unabashed, clean-cut glory, sucked the life force out of you. Leaving the bed is no longer an option; not for a while, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would compare this feeling less with a breakup and more with what I imagine it would feel like when you discover you are about to be sentenced to death. You can fight a breakup; the feelings, the tears, the 'wishing things could be different' - you could embrace that, to some extent. You are allowed to submerge yourself in distractions while the reality falls to the side, perhaps no longer relevant. With this? There is no choice, not even a chance. You can't hide from everyone; at least breakups allow you that luxury. Parents, teachers and friends will wonder how you do, and they will console you unthinkingly, automatically, &lt;i&gt;unfeelingly&lt;/i&gt;. And you cannot blame them, because they are rightfully occupied with their own results to think too much about yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know nothing can be done now. You are now playing life's subject, waiting for the next fateful card it deals you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. Worry not; preparations for indefinite house arrest have begun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-8372426386249182380?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/8372426386249182380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=8372426386249182380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8372426386249182380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8372426386249182380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/excuse-me-have-you-seen-my-happiness.html' title='Excuse me, have you seen my Happiness?'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-5339860374353181952</id><published>2011-12-14T00:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T00:49:20.862+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>^ pretty much half my tweets today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-5339860374353181952?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/5339860374353181952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=5339860374353181952&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5339860374353181952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5339860374353181952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_14.html' title=':('/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-3139823639414841392</id><published>2011-12-12T14:37:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T22:46:10.654+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oct8rgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WILLpower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>Have I not updated in three days!?</title><content type='html'>Writing what's happened lately will probably take too long. Will show you instead :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/393381_10150434901883697_650923696_8522865_176512817_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390681_10150434903378697_650923696_8522882_1393193061_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/375499_10150434900998697_650923696_8522861_1774751911_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/392694_10150434896523697_650923696_8522852_476566151_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/383000_10150434895958697_650923696_8522850_318582278_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378155_10150434937313697_650923696_8522993_1129895276_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow's Exhibition! It was great, I loved the high ceilings and the natural lighting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/380549_10150434955483697_650923696_8523018_216128258_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/383804_10150434952348697_650923696_8523013_557937731_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/384273_10150434968348697_650923696_8523049_1837750003_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387726_10150435305443697_650923696_8523888_801135972_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/375542_10150434976828697_650923696_8523069_1073571522_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392244_10150435218728697_650923696_8523576_2122064443_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387674_10150435175983697_650923696_8523500_571683880_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/388520_10150435169818697_650923696_8523486_1696577795_n.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/382691_10150435263143697_650923696_8523736_878507987_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then to Lynn's house for her party! It was great.. Awesome food, AMAZING weather, the whole bunch together.. A lot of phototaking haha. After a while we jumped into the cars and went to Woodville park and there was a bunch of like, 8 year old's who were cartwheeling around the place so we sort of got Anyi to do the splits and cartwheel and all the guys just followed suit LMAO (..except for the splits. That - no.) but yeah, we started doing Boys vs. Girls dance challenges.. HAHAHA. Omg so fail. The guys didn't even dance, they just did stacks-on piggybacking wtf :|. The girls did Tell Me and the guys mirrored it and Terry's body roll was hilarious HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390742_10150435305918697_650923696_8523892_1058982749_n.jpg" width="705"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was two days ago (: Yesterday I took Anyi to the airport in the morning, went home, fell asleep, came back out to watch Breaking Dawn with mah guurlz (good movie, by the way. Like, I was actually pleasantly surprised, since all the other Twilight movies have been absolutely bullcrap - there was less lame corny shit and more sticking to the script! Hurrah) and then we ate Pepper Lunch and Karaoke afterwards, but Lynn realised she lost her phone so we went back to the Cinema to get it then we went to a dessert place which had green tea !youghurt! and that was really yummy and then Lynn and I went home because I was so tired and Lynn had to go home :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/69f84ef1.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/5bf9e3cb.jpg" width="352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I ended up writing a lot of stuff anyway LMAO. Okay kids, see you later! Mwa! &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. Dinner date at Kagaya with Joan tonight. OH MY GOD NO ONE'S SEEN HER FOR LIKE 38203403923930 YEARS WHAT IS THIS&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Dad's letting me go Korea. Happiness level +1000. (Watch it crash when my results come out in 2 days)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-3139823639414841392?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/3139823639414841392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=3139823639414841392&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3139823639414841392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3139823639414841392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-i-not-updated-in-three-days.html' title='Have I not updated in three days!?'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-3718547926906134788</id><published>2011-12-09T00:44:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T01:54:22.718+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oct8rgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iBaby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>It's okay</title><content type='html'>Oh dear, I had better blog before I forget!! Okay, today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; I went ice skating with Oct8rgy - Lynn + Anyi. Feet didn't hurt as much as last time, I think I skated more than last time. Stacked it twice and both times Wangays was holding my hand wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/373957_10150428166878697_650923696_8507899_1536923491_n.jpg" width="600" title="'Scuse my face."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377257_10150428166428697_650923696_8507897_185657622_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wangays stacking it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378717_10150428165978697_650923696_8507895_155931662_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Me stacking it and Wangays having to help me back up :(. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; Sunny stacked it and Jamie was about to run into him so he sort of leaped, and his shoe ended up digging into Sunny's hand! Right above the knuckle. It was a pretty deep cut, he needed to get two stitches O_O. (He's okay though! He's a soldier. ROFL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; Luckily the day wasn't over yet (and it wasn't going to be for a while) - we headed to nom at PA and mm.. I lurve PA food. Always in the mood for PA food. *brb while I drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384126_10150428120533697_650923696_8507792_81597944_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/373961_10150428120063697_650923696_8507791_1629161023_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387344_10150428119663697_650923696_8507790_1237303736_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;Penne Carbonara w/ Chicken, Thai Chicken Salad, Hot Chocolate! &amp;hearts; ..And don't worry, only the Carbonara was mine LOL.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; Went back to Terry's house and chilled there HEHEHEEHEEEEE! Vivien's Year 10 formal was today and Terry's sister Sophie was a makeup artist so she did her makeup &amp;hearts;. And afterwards, we were sort of playing around and asked her to partially make us up too..! LOL ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/380170_10150428118768697_650923696_8507788_1152937052_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/376523_10150428118313697_650923696_8507787_1411058754_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387500_10150428117748697_650923696_8507786_510429327_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LENG LUI MAH?! LOL! Oh my god frothage over Kim. And Qin's makeup is uhm.. Classified Information heh heh X'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390093_10150428126218697_650923696_8507800_1467580492_n.jpg" width="300" title="cute kient"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/381481_10150428125063697_650923696_8507797_1058884261_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; We had to decide on a place to eat, so after much debate, we ended up going to Harry's Hotdogs =9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/ae5e5e2f.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help thinking that Freud would have a field day with this picture. It looks far too phallic for it's own good.. Hmm.. Maybe it's just me.. But John (tutor) was right, learning about Freud really fucks a person up ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/387990_10150428124873697_650923696_8507796_1661050500_n.jpg" width="600" title="♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ I love this photo even more now, because of this (oh and the fact that he gave me an erpic hug that morning. It's pretty hard getting erpic hugs out of Wangays):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/e5b6ad47.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;If my heart were a building, I would place my friends in the penthouse, and make sure this guy had everything and anything he would ever need. #cornyshit #noshame&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&lt;/b&gt; Okay this part was pretty dumb, but we kind of sneaked into the Cycling Oval thingy next to Hurstville ..Oval.. (Oh my god too many fucking parks iono all their names). We ended up doing absolutely nothing and half of us had to pee so we went to Westfield and then we played Girls vs Boys hide&amp;seek inside Westfield in which the GIRLS FAILED MISERABLY. (No photos. Too humiliating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RANDOM PHOTO TIME!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/386303_10150428171158697_650923696_8507910_716763479_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From yumcha/bowling day! I look like a certified midget here, but DASSCOOL LOL. It's a nice pic ok! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, really not bursting with pride about the next three pics, but I took them for funzies, and because I pretty much never ever look like this.. Ever. Rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/b8dcde37.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/69146e02.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/ea454ffc.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind the first one too much, since I still look happy ..kinda, and the third one is sorta my typical pose anyway, but it's the middle one that gets me. Iono, I'm really glad I don't usually cake it up and stuff, because whenever I look at the middle photo I really feel like I would start to dislike/disrespect myself if I did. Aiyah! I've never really been a fan of wearing makeup often. It's simply not very attractive to me! Why would you want to cover your faces with powder and things like that when you could concentrate on making your actual skin more beautiful and radiant? It's just naturally more attractive, and pretty much every single guy I know agrees that they like natural way better. (I have absolutely no idea how many girls read my blog, let alone girls that wear [a lot?] of makeup often, but WEAR LESS! Your skin, your wallet and BOYS will thank me for it! ROFLMFAO) (No but seriously invest in some sheet masks instead. Fuaarrk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Okay, that's it for now LOL! Until next time sexy biatches! &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. I really missed Lynn today. Wish you were there babe &amp;hearts; (even you don't read my blog! haha) Terry recorded a video of all of us saying We Miss You and stuff on his phone so dasskool ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Oh, and in saying all the stuff about makeup, it was still really fun to do that so randomly. HAHA (Hey, I'm still a girl, okay)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-3718547926906134788?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/3718547926906134788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=3718547926906134788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3718547926906134788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3718547926906134788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-okay.html' title='It&apos;s okay'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-7372410802064480127</id><published>2011-12-07T23:25:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T23:26:28.982+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yumcha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going iceskating tomorrow. Yay! I hope the shoes don't pinch my feet again :(. Will wear extra thick socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://distilleryimage0.s3.amazonaws.com/14224e9a20ce11e1abb01231381b65e3_7.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;Photo of yumcha from two days ago. :)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-7372410802064480127?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/7372410802064480127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=7372410802064480127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7372410802064480127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7372410802064480127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/going-iceskating-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-4951521094453327665</id><published>2011-12-06T22:55:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T23:02:28.615+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ct'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMIRY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>boy oh boy</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD, I AM KIND OF LIKE PHYSICALLY EXHAUSTED RIGHT NOW. But not the totally dead sort of exhausted (well, not anymore), but the don't-make-me-move-my-legs-unless-I-need-to-pee-or-something-is-on-fire. Went to East Ocean for yumcha today, ordered a shitload of food and ate it all (hurrah for boys), went to Harbourside to Bowl :D. We decided to do boy and girl teams combined, so the scores of Jamie + Sunny vs Qin + Me + Anyi and OH MY GOD THE FIRST GAME THEY ONLY BEAT US BY ONE POINT WHAT THE SHIETTTT. But the next game ANYI WAS BEASTING LIKE MAD!!! Like legit her LOWEST BOWL was seven. SEVEN. &lt;b&gt;DID NOT THINK IT WAS POSSIBLE FOR A PERSON TO GET THAT MANY STRIKES IN A SINGLE GAME BUT SHE DID IT :|.&lt;/b&gt; Ah, super proud to be related to her BWAHAHAH. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we headed to Sushi Train and played pool, where Qin found her calling (she is absolutely disastrous at bowling but so pro at pool.. I - what - how does that even work, honestly) and we played 3 games and although the girls didn't actually WIN any, the boys LOST two so ..technically we won LOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was fun 8). Too bad the sky was far too cloudy for my liking :(.. Then again, when is it ever cloudy to my liking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/377931_10150424277498697_650923696_8497274_253824644_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388148_10150424286653697_650923696_8497317_295000262_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-4951521094453327665?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/4951521094453327665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=4951521094453327665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4951521094453327665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4951521094453327665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/boy-oh-boy.html' title='boy oh boy'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-5234726624556604423</id><published>2011-12-04T21:52:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T22:23:49.721+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='qq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pokemon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>ヽ(●ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ●)ﾉﾟ</title><content type='html'>I was playing Pokemon Gold on my Gameboy Advance and my mum was being really annoying about Anyi sitting on the table to eat her fruit so I sort of threw down my Gameboy on the table and when I came back the screen was blank and the game file was corrupted and fuck I just lost an hour of quality Pokemoning and &lt;strike&gt;fuck I don't know if I can be bothered doing it all over again but I probably will LOL.&lt;/strike&gt; Wangays says he will play for me til where I was up to HAR HAR YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/endrant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/thumb/d/df/158Totodile.png/376px-158Totodile.png" height="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/5/53/163Hoothoot.png" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/thumb/7/75/167Spinarak.png/800px-167Spinarak.png" width="270"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Totoro the Totodile, Kaan the Hoothoot and Annagays the Spinarak LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-5234726624556604423?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/5234726624556604423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=5234726624556604423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5234726624556604423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5234726624556604423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='ヽ(●ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ●)ﾉﾟ'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-9179280215731276446</id><published>2011-12-03T22:55:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T23:00:47.591+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WILLpower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instagram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>helium</title><content type='html'>The most memorable incident of today was probably when Jamie, Qin and I decided that we were going to breathe in helium (you know, from the balloons) and talk. To our disappointment, though, it only lasted a few words or sentences :(. (Oh and it's really not good for you, so ..don't ..do it LOL) Oh, we also watched Puss in Boots and Anyi really liked it ehehehe! What a cutie. I thought it was quite predictable, but like Sunny said, it was a child's movie, so yeah. (Oh and there is no Shrek in it whatsoever. He's sort of a stand-alone character~ I like Shrek a lot better :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say today. Tired and sleepy for no reason nowadays :(! Will leave with my most recent instagrams :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://distilleryimage6.s3.amazonaws.com/89eccfc81bcf11e19e4a12313813ffc0_7.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://distilleryimage8.s3.amazonaws.com/b478a9ac1c0011e180c9123138016265_7.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good god she's gorgeous. Mwa!&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-9179280215731276446?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/9179280215731276446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=9179280215731276446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/9179280215731276446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/9179280215731276446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/helium.html' title='helium'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-6794758598447710945</id><published>2011-12-03T02:24:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T02:32:20.715+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oct8rgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>blessed, lucky, spoilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/388450_10150416498413697_650923696_8470864_1178551538_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much my whole life right now &amp;hearts;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so so so glad they took to Anyi so well. Of course they would, she's babin' and wonderful and so so so lovely! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was greetings at PA, wandering around shopping at Hurstville, back home for a little while to then go eat 3rdRock with most of Oct8rgy minus Lynn haha &amp;hearts;. BUT THEN WE WENT TO PICK HER UP SO IT WAS ALL GEWD. Finally Bay Vista'd and then headed to the beach, where the water was warmer than the wind and for some reason I was the target of repeated attempts to throw in the water wtf. (Eventually got in [sort of - halfway, okay]) anyway, so glad I brought Terry's pajama jumper even though it ended up staying here anyway heh]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looooooove love love love love love love love love love love love love. Might vomit love if I love any harder right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Byebye Sandykins and Lorrainebubs, I think they went o/s today! Mwa!!!!!! xx Be safe!! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Found my 'perfect shorts' today wooo :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-6794758598447710945?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/6794758598447710945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=6794758598447710945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6794758598447710945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6794758598447710945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/12/blessed-lucky-spoilt.html' title='blessed, lucky, spoilt'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-8985550846478683839</id><published>2011-11-30T21:06:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T22:58:57.242+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMIRY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>Of burgundy jeans and the perfect shorts</title><content type='html'>My latest goal is to find the perfect pair of light blue denim shorts, and &lt;i&gt;shoes&lt;/i&gt; that aren't sandals with a million little straps on them, please. It's proving surprisingly difficult though :((((. Today, I finally got my L plates, finished organising my bank stuff (immediately rushed out to try the ATM. I doubt you have ever hurrah'd harder for a single $20 note before), met up with Q, Jamie, M. Lo (oh he's such a dork too, dawww), went clothes-browsing and bought a deep red top from Bardot, FAILED TO FIND SHORTS AND SHOES (which was what I was looking for wtf?) and returned home with a big bunch of whitening face masks (I lost almost half my stock at Star City [aaahh.. Good memories]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bardot.com.au/files/product/images/385444/25714tbx-red-back.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bardot.com.au/files/product/images/385444/25714tbx-red.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up my cousin Anyi from the airport tomorrow!!!!!! She's from Perth, stalks my blog from time to time and I'm finally meeting her for the first time! 8D. She's staying in Sydney for ten days and I can't decide whether or not I want it to go quickly!! HAHA look out for a joint post sooner or later &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;small&gt;Random photos time!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/3d37175a.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/9af9a391.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/d0f1fc35.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute kids :). AND YES LOLOLOL THAT IS LEON TRYING ON QIN'S DRESS HAAAHAHAH Oh god he's in Hong Kong at the moment I hope he doesn't get mad -sus-. How cute is Lynn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Dem biceps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-8985550846478683839?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/8985550846478683839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=8985550846478683839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8985550846478683839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8985550846478683839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/of-burgundy-jeans-and-perfect-shorts.html' title='Of burgundy jeans and the perfect shorts'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-5164809538933233</id><published>2011-11-29T14:14:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T00:09:56.409+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oct8rgy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bdae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'>(●´∀｀●)</title><content type='html'>I received two cute-ass formspring questions lately. Keep them coming kids!! Click for &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/jesthh/q/265462570566032430"&gt;question one&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/jesthh/q/265676379775839887"&gt;question two&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must leave now, I'm going out to eat at PA and see Willow, I think :D. La-erz kids! Mwa! &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/381441_10150425593853830_760183829_8290397_549575005_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388323_10150425593088830_760183829_8290389_2039191339_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/377338_10150425593218830_760183829_8290390_798647865_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388846_10150425593463830_760183829_8290392_1695097075_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/386200_10150425593298830_760183829_8290391_1353223207_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/309841_10150425593663830_760183829_8290394_69603368_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/378602_10150425593778830_760183829_8290396_1742663855_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388600_10150425601003830_760183829_8290440_800188687_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/385509_10150425601123830_760183829_8290442_169310214_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378090_10150425602848830_760183829_8290452_460307504_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha we were playing with the wrapping paper from Amiejays' birthday presents :). Lynn was a hippie, I was some fashion runway model and Wangays .. I don't know, but he put the ribbon flower thing on his head and it was hilarious. I miss Wngys, Terryberry, Ariss and Belle and Leon :(! Come back soon bubbis! &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-5164809538933233?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/5164809538933233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=5164809538933233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5164809538933233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5164809538933233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_29.html' title='(●´∀｀●)'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-3833857162802474157</id><published>2011-11-28T22:41:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T00:14:28.809+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>you don't know you're beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Stupid One Direction lyrics are stuck in my head!!&lt;/b&gt; I swear to god they've been there all damn day.. THANKYOU KIM HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the aftertaste of the cappuccino jelly bean is still in my mouth wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to go eat some food. Hungry and tired and cold at the same time *_* Went dog-hunting with Kimmeh and Q today at an animal shelter and there were more empty cage-thingies than there were occupied, so that was a good thing, I guess. We ended up coming back to my place to watch Wolf Creek (ugh I could not focking stand the tortured screaming, worse than Saw somehow) and went to Manmo to eaaatttt. Theennnn.. Went to Brighton beach and holy fuck me it was gorgeous!!!!! ..and then got wet which was fun. Sitting in a car with soaked clothes really isn't a joyful experience. SORRY KIM'S CAR! LOL I HOPE YOU'RE NOT TOO SANDY NOW X__x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/853f9ca4.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/177d4eb2.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, twas a good day. Fucking tired as heo now though!!!!! See you kids soon &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-3833857162802474157?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/3833857162802474157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=3833857162802474157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3833857162802474157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3833857162802474157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-dont-know-youre-beautiful.html' title='you don&apos;t know you&apos;re beautiful'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-1591347889468138222</id><published>2011-11-27T02:50:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T18:38:35.056+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnitepost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>"Friends are the family you choose."</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm trying to backtrack, because my schedule lately has been so ridiculously hectic that I have pretty much stopped social networking (other than Facebook. Always Facebook. Haha) completely :|. I KNOW.. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU FINALLY GET A LIFE WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;: Chilled at home cause it was the night before formal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;: FORMAL / FORMAL NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;: Still formal night. @StarCity hotel chillin', literally.. We did nothing half the day, until the boys came over and hung out with us until we caught a cab to Pancakes at the Rocks. So glad Sunny and Ricky came halfway through but both of them didn't stay the night I think =(. Doesn't matter, because we had a motherfucking epic time .. wait for it.. *drumroll* &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;putting masks on the boys&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Oh, my, god. One of my favourite memories of the guys, seriously. Shout out to Wangays, Tezza and Amiejays for being the brave kids who did it &amp;hearts; (Their skin DID legitimately look better and brighter afterwards, and there was half my mask collection gone HAHAHA. It was all worth it though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;: Go home, except I come back out to visit Willow with Q and Amjyz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;: Bowling (I actually won a game - i.e. everyone else sucked a lot haha) + Paranormal Activities 3 with the 2 Kim's, Terry, Viv, Sunnybubz and Wangays. Twas cloudy weather. Booo~ Oh!! But I had an impromptu sleepover at my place which was funzies hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;: Only ate one meal for the entire day (but I kept the 2 kilos I lost for formal off, so that was ..okay ?_?). Did some vague random crap here, including going back to Terry's so Sunny could help him carry the fridge outside (real men? hahaha) and I'm fairly sure I went home and fell the fuck sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;: Visited Willow during the day &amp; Amiejays' bday at night, which was fucking good, but TERRYBERRYFERRYMERRY (etc etc) wasn't there!!!!!!!!!!!!! Cry!!!!! I really understand how one person can make so much difference now, I mean I always knew, but it really wasn't the same without him. Still had a blast though. ALWAYS DOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;: Okay well it's only 2 hours and 58 minutes to this day so far but Wangays is gonna fly off to Brizzy as well in like, five hours wah, ebery bootay is leaving!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHA COME BACK KIDZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many photos. Too tired to upload. I just wanted to at least write this down so I wouldn't forget what I did because I never want to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My newest concentration of love: OctoOrgy &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.P.S. Oh - and a very Happy Birthday to you, Jamie. I adore you! U NO U LUV MA SPONTANEOUS HUGS MK. Mwa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/30d080b7.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/084646ea.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;(I look great)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-1591347889468138222?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/1591347889468138222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=1591347889468138222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1591347889468138222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1591347889468138222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/friends-are-family-you-choose.html' title='&quot;Friends are the family you choose.&quot;'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-7414662963447870329</id><published>2011-11-25T17:30:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T22:09:22.400+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>heqtiq</title><content type='html'>LOL, TO THOSE WHO THINK POST-HSC LIFE INVOLVES A LOT OF CHILLING AROUND AT HOME, LET ME TELL YOU NOW: IT DOESN'T. I think I have spent this entire week out doing something with friends and it's not about to let up, I have Amiejays' birthday tomorrow! &lt;i&gt;Really&lt;/i&gt; need to get some sleep tonight. Aaahh.. Half of us are hardly home these days, Qin said last night she felt homesick, I feel the same way too, I feel like I'm rarely alone now. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of alone, three kids have already left to go overseas! Leonlads, Alice and Belle have flown off to enjoy hopefully better weather elsewhere and Terry is leaving tomorrow morning and Wangays is leaving the morning after that. (But those two are only leaving for a week so that's okay.) Still, you know? I feel like I've grown so tight with my homies.. I wonder what being apart will do for our friendships, I suppose. Will they be out of sight out of mind, or will absence make the heart grow fonder? I hope it's the latter ^_^. Anyway, here's some photospam for you cause I know you  miss my face and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377318_10150398842253697_650923696_8415538_210913286_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302949_10150398867723697_650923696_8415654_752193823_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/379054_10150398872423697_650923696_8415675_2102044009_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390185_10150398869643697_650923696_8415657_990510768_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/315551_10150398871448697_650923696_8415667_1367774103_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/315941_10150398869148697_650923696_8415656_650800543_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317124_10150399115983697_650923696_8416351_802206905_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384349_10150399083348697_650923696_8416291_1429948526_n.jpg" width="600" title="I love this photo so much dargh"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/376698_10150399117128697_650923696_8416356_116726501_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/385850_10150398834733697_650923696_8415461_512877324_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't my friends beautiful?&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-7414662963447870329?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/7414662963447870329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=7414662963447870329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7414662963447870329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7414662963447870329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/heqtiq.html' title='heqtiq'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-8103809597898585071</id><published>2011-11-23T14:21:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T14:37:56.977+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year 12 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>Ridiculous</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;is pretty much the word that sums up the last 45 hours of my life.&lt;/b&gt; I couldn't be happier. :) Photos of formal coming soon! But here are some stolen from Sunny bubbi's facebook hehe :). Prepare for a lot of sexy people, guys, everyone looked ridiculously HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387214_10150409697818830_760183829_8242406_813184999_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;My twitter ladies hahaha! Follow &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/goodnightbeck/"&gt;@goodnightbeck&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/4nnaL/"&gt;@4nnaL&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/jesthh/"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt; (!!) LOL and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/heybritters/"&gt;@heybritters&lt;/a&gt; on twitter if you have one! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/314562_10150409699988830_760183829_8242419_1049442426_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. So torn between laughing and crying at Jamie for both ruining and making the photo funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/379408_10150409705173830_760183829_8242424_220930559_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/314382_10150409706248830_760183829_8242432_2065476818_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit so happy at how my makeup turned out in the photos, I was shitting myself with the foundation because I really don't know much about makeup LMAO. How hot are they?! Tazzy's dress and mine are from the same place, Charlie Brown hehehe &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/385329_10150409705648830_760183829_8242426_452013437_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I love this photo for some reason! My lovely F4 &amp;hearts;. SO MUCH LOVE!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog more later, in bed at the moment. I just want to chill the fuck out. @_@"&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-8103809597898585071?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/8103809597898585071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=8103809597898585071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8103809597898585071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8103809597898585071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/ridiculous.html' title='Ridiculous'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-3221282430027493109</id><published>2011-11-20T00:35:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T00:40:59.352+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year 12 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>midnight melancholy</title><content type='html'>Haha, sorry about the stupid title. Lately I've been &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; missing high school. I knew I'd miss it, but not so soon. I suppose with the formal coming up I'm just eager to see them again but I'm always so frightened it'll be the &lt;i&gt;last time&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to &lt;i&gt;forget&lt;/i&gt;. And I'm not talking about the memories, I'm talking about the feelings, the relationships, the connections, things you can't keep in a fucking blog, but things you need to experience, things that have to &lt;i&gt;be there&lt;/i&gt;. I ..guess I'm scared of change. I know &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; won't forget anyone, but will they feel the same? I don't want people to &lt;i&gt;expect&lt;/i&gt; everything to fall away after high school is done, I want people to try to keep things together, because it's the attitude that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way I'm not sure I want formal to arrive, because it means another opportunity to be together is over. At least I can look forward to something &lt;i&gt;before&lt;/i&gt; it really happens, if that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened." #CornyCliches&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-3221282430027493109?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/3221282430027493109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=3221282430027493109&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3221282430027493109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3221282430027493109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/midnight-melancholy.html' title='midnight melancholy'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2230030484385366660</id><published>2011-11-19T21:17:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T22:39:42.998+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year 12 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><title type='text'>Dhanya's birthday: The Harry Potter Travelling Exhibition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SO MUCH PHOTOSPAM I CANNOT HANDLE.&lt;/b&gt; Seriously though.. There are a LOT of photos. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/f1a25dbb.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Ford Anglia! (Hoisted by wires. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/655fa6e7.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/db141079.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/0228f412.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/2d06cc83.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/ab7d7796.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuark yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/8e257af3.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too short to reach DRad's lips ?_?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/37574c7a.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/44f9b659.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL!!!! IN THE INTRODUCTION OF THE EXHIBITION THERE WAS A GAY 'SORTING' THING AND BRENDAN GOT CHOSEN AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I HAVE A VIDEO. Will upload on Facebook soon *wipes away tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/e3d0477e.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/c9f6d3cd.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/0a074e59.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/f9e67c58.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHH &lt;b&gt;DUMBLEDORE'S ARMY LIST OF NAMES&lt;/b&gt; AAAAAAAAARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/0c01d2eb.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/dda3aefa.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW RIGHT? WTF HAHAHA. Nah but.. RONALD WEASLEY/RUPERT GRINT HELD THAT &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/866a0456.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/2c5ceef5.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/811b3400.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWLARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/789c665f.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MANDRAKES MUTHAFUCKAAAAAAAAA&lt;/b&gt;! Pull them out and they actually screamed!! (It was really annoying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/ab98df7f.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/ae74a93e.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LIKE. DRACO MALFOY. *cue hyperventilation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/d5f3ea9b.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was cute, there were actually Quafflers you could throw through the hoops ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/b4ebcb54.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/jesschair.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/cbca04be.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/aff7510c.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hagrid is actually enormous!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/d1e8ce39.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madly tempted to show this photo to Alice (she's going to read my blog anyway - hello, babe&amp;hearts;), she hates spiders :3"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/297f570c.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/d1874782.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EwQuirrel'sTurban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/8252344e.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary Angel of Death ;_______;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/13f5b320.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALL OF DECREESSSSSSSSSSSSS *FROTH* I just wanted to steal one and shove it in totally Undetectable Extension Charmed tiny handbag thing and run the fock away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/8f24dacd.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/4eac0e8e.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/1ecd4b55.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/89e836a0.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Resurrection stone and the Elder Wand :). Which caused me to ask, at the Museum: "What the hell? Shouldn't the Elder Wand be &lt;i&gt;broken&lt;/i&gt;? They snapped it and threw it away!! It should have been buried in Dumbledore's grave!" *indignant*&lt;br /&gt;(And yes I know they make several copies of things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/45d10970.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fawkes was fkn huge. wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/8a411bd4.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How legit do the slips of the names that came out of the Goblet of Fire look!? Argh. Beauxbatons = love. I DON'T KNOW WHY BRENDAN DIDN'T AGREE WITH ME WHEN I SAID THAT BEAUXBATON HATS LOOKED LIKE HERSHEY'S KISSES &gt;;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://diannethegeek.com/beauxbaton/beauxbaton22.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pandik.files.wordpress.com/2011/02/hersheys-kisses-chocolates-1907-from-030e282ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/de4d02aa.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/bdc86a18.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the merchandise stores (which have the titles of all the shops named in the books) you could buy wands(!!!!) in the style of Harry/Ron/Hermione/Others ?_?. Oh and they were like FUCKING FIFTY DOLLARS WHAT THE &lt;i&gt;FUCK&lt;/i&gt;. UMMMMMMMM NOTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/f2290846.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chocolate frogs.. Which were &lt;i&gt;five dollars&lt;/i&gt; each. &lt;i&gt;Five dollars&lt;/i&gt;. I literally bought two so I could eat one and then sell the other on eBay for god knows how much. HAHA Leon agrees:&lt;blockquote&gt;[[ »`   L.  -  « ]] says:&lt;br /&gt;*$50 for a fancy stick&lt;br /&gt;*no ty&lt;br /&gt;*:D&lt;br /&gt;*$5 chocolate?!?! WTF&lt;br /&gt;*was it good?&lt;br /&gt;*did u feel some sort of sensation&lt;br /&gt;*do u know magic now?&lt;/blockquote&gt; ROFL&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god that's all of the Exhibition fuark. I know we weren't meant to take photos but everyone was taking them anyway and people working there had to CONSTANTLY tell everyone that They Were Sorry But No Photography Is Allowed. HAAAAAAH WHAT A JOKE :|.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I seriously hope I don't get sued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/9f0b5f8d.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/7f52ec01.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/70f76642.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/e281913b.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Anika's presents to Dhanya. It was a Harry Potter notebook that she had, in Year 3, written her own chapters of Harry Potter. LMAO cutest &amp;hearts; omg "Harry Potter Theme Song: De De De De De De De De" HAHAHAHA, so much laughter when we read that LMFAO, including her hyperboles: "..and it felt like they had walked a zillion miles." &amp;hearts;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope you had a great birthday, Dhanya - it was certainly memorable! Happy Birthday! ^_____^&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. I didn't like Zumbo's macaroon's ('Zumbarons') much. JUSTSAYING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2230030484385366660?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2230030484385366660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2230030484385366660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2230030484385366660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2230030484385366660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/dhanyas-birthday-harry-potter.html' title='Dhanya&apos;s birthday: The Harry Potter Travelling Exhibition!'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2402668215266899792</id><published>2011-11-19T19:38:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T19:39:53.082+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wish I could paint like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnt3hy9FbF1qht6bu.png" width="400"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnt3kqUz9t1qht6bu.png" width="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pweedy :)&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2402668215266899792?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2402668215266899792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2402668215266899792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2402668215266899792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2402668215266899792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/wish-i-could-paint-like-this-so-pweedy.html' title=''/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-3703916241692145253</id><published>2011-11-18T23:34:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T23:50:51.015+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>photodump #2</title><content type='html'>Had so much fun today! &amp;hearts; Highlights: Wailing classic Delta Goodrem tunes on Terrybear's grand piano with the 2 Kims and Emac hehe, learning of Kimmy's band boy obsessions, roaming around Riverwood/Narwee/Who Knows in search of parks and feeling like a &lt;i&gt;girl&lt;/i&gt; for once in a fish braid (courtesy of Lynnerino) and my floral shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/4cd5cb13.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;The MASSIVE GODADMN BOWL of gravy that PA supplied Qin HAHAAHAHA. They know her too well ='D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/78280830.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Rest assured, Terry wasn't the only one being a sloth while we played Monopoly ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/1abdb3b5.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/1d3e727d.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/132e68ea.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/638c3fa6.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being attacked by the ferocious wind!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/61d71a8c.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/7c03ec5d.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHA KIM &amp;hearts;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/12de4bde.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/1aaee1e2.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimmy &amp; Emac doubling up on the swings and being pushed by Terry.. Which is quite frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/a45f0130.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/910f6649.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gorgeous guuuurlllz!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORITE KIDDOS THAT'S ALL I HAVE FOR TODAY. LOOOOOOOOOOVE YOU.&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. Harry Potter Exhibition tomolo! Going to be tired, but excited too! James and Oliver Phelps were on The Project tonight at the Powerhouse Museum! Going to drop my pants tomorrow HAHA. I'm never been insane in the presence of celebs but this might all change tomorrow! HAHA (iono)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-3703916241692145253?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/3703916241692145253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=3703916241692145253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3703916241692145253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3703916241692145253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/photodump-2.html' title='photodump #2'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2270718945646600728</id><published>2011-11-16T23:47:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T01:30:16.241+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instagram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>photodump</title><content type='html'>What's new with me? Okay, well I suddenly decided that I really wanted to paint with watercolour pencils so this evening I went out and got myself some and have also come to the conclusion that I am not very good at drawing. (No photos, because I suck, but here is an Instagram shot of my swatches. ROFL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://distilleryimage3.instagram.com/e28999ac103711e1abb01231381b65e3_7.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/ffd9f1da.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/a010f5a4.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;A Bec&amp;Bridge jacket at Pitt St. Myer that I thought had a very cool collar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/b96a97df.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A random off the street. Never seen her in my life. Don't know her name." Kind words from Willow when his nurse asked him what my name was. So relevant to this luvo of myself, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/375b4dd3.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le me trying red shoes I wanted and Alice sampling a dress :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/shoeline.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very modest compilation of heels D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/jesserth.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In stupid but comfortable apparently-silk-but-honestly-feels-like-satin-can't-tell-the-difference-I'm-texture-stupid Japanese gown trying to 'break into' my heels. God they hurt omg this is not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/tbow.png" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/tonybianco.png" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/marcogiani.png" width="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/lipstik.png" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/lipstikside.png" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/jolieside.png" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/jolie.png" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New heels (red&amp;black ones) from Wanted &amp;hearts;. OH MY GOD THEY WERE ONLY $149.95 TOGETHER HOLY SHIT. I was looking to spend less than 150 on &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; and turns out I got the two heels I wanted for basically the same price :|. Yay for trivial first-world stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/sweater.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/sleeve.png" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/tag.png" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new sweater from Miss Shop!! I love it so much, I've been looking for a big white knit for ages. (Great season to buy it in haha - it actually was, I was on a roll today, because this went down from $70 to $40 so I'm happy 8).)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/shorts.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/button.png" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/florashorts.png" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New shorts from Miss Shop also :3. I don't usually buy things like this, but I can feel my style changing so I thought this wouldn't hurt - it was on sale too 8D&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some &lt;a href="http://jesthcollection.blogspot.com/2011/11/food-snob.html"&gt;further food photospam from ages ago on my collection&lt;/a&gt; - HOLY CRAP I HAVE NOT UPDATED THAT BLOG IN AGES. LOL! See you children soon. MWA! &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th Thursday: Vijit Willow :). Must figure out hair and makeup :|.&lt;br /&gt;18th Friday: MASK. Must continue to eat healthy! :)&lt;br /&gt;21st Monday: FORMAL! I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS SHIT IS FIVE DAYS AWAY. WUT DER HEO.&lt;br /&gt;22nd Tuesday: FORMAL AFTERS! Crazy adventures with my lovers! CHILLING. AT. DA. POOL! LOL&lt;br /&gt;23rd Wednesday: Alicebubbi leaves :(!&lt;br /&gt;27th November: Amiejays' bday :)&lt;br /&gt;1st December: Anyi comes! *celebration*&lt;br /&gt;14th December: HSC results come out. brbdeath. Oh and to top things off Anyi is leaving. Goodbyeee :'(&lt;br /&gt;22nd December: Lynn leaves :( ♥&lt;br /&gt;24/5 December: Christmas Eve &amp; Christmas @ Terry's :D.&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve: City?, camp out on my roof oh my god haha&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2270718945646600728?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2270718945646600728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2270718945646600728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2270718945646600728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2270718945646600728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/photodump.html' title='photodump'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-3643155187145864858</id><published>2011-11-16T00:12:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T00:50:05.700+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yumcha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><title type='text'>I love my friends</title><content type='html'>I really, really, really do. Because Amiejays turns into the most adorable, &lt;i&gt;dorky&lt;/i&gt; kid, Lynn turns into a comfortably crazy lunatic, and Alice goes from lady to crudely inappropriate. I feel very blessed to have found myself such a lovely, tight-knit group, where &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; of us can feel SO comfortable around one another. And when adorabubble additions like Kimmy and Sarah and Ginnie come in, it's not uncomfortable at all, but it's warm and welcoming and silly and they fit right in like a glove. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went yumcha this morning, and unfortunately I didn't see Qinnybubs all day :(. Yumcha'd with Ariss, Handrew, Keshan, Joan and Lynn (I keep calling her Kim in my mind now wtf) and oh my lawd I lurb yumcha so much LOL. I BEEN SPENDING SO MUCH MONEY LATELY FLRJKGALIJK =____=. Immediately after that we had to come back to Hurstville and go meet up with Wangays, Dengays and 'Sunnyscook' (haha) to go see le Willow (: - FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we visited Willow, who was the cutest bubbi ever, Kim (both Kim's ;) LOL), Sarah, Wangays, Amiejays, Kelvin, Denga, Sunny, Terry zoomed off to Cronulla to just chill/eat on the beach and hang out and play with "tiktikgun"'s (ask Lynn the qt) and they did MATHS3 and then I suggested we do something for Willow so we wrote WILLPOWER and I think Amiejays did a star at the end :D. We went back onto land and played on the playground hehehe and it was reeeeally fun and I was happey and I didn't social network, like, once today. I KNOW LIKE WUT DUH HEO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway dad was being a major, major dickhead just then so now my blogging mood is gone. Bye hunnies! See you soon &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-3643155187145864858?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/3643155187145864858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=3643155187145864858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3643155187145864858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3643155187145864858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-love-my-friends.html' title='I love my friends'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-3636064295684369314</id><published>2011-11-13T21:39:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T00:19:45.744+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>irony of life</title><content type='html'>Found the most beautiful, elegant, &lt;i&gt;expensive&lt;/i&gt; (italicised = bad, in this case..) formal dress today, and the only thing that mars it is the fucking colour of my hair ends. Gonna bun it up at the Korean place. I know it'll turn out good, because I saw some uni girls come into the hairdressers when I was bleaching my hair and they were just getting their hair done for their 'graduation ball', and it looked beautiful! ^_^ Fuark yeah. Anyway, prepare your eyes for some shameless luvoing. ;_;" Oh and I know that the iPhone pictures and the Photobooth pictures make the blonde look complete shades different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2011-11-13at13103.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2011-11-13at13104.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/710f1d54.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/df509641.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/26d7264e.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2011-11-13at13105.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2011-11-13at1310.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is all fine and dandy if you think about it. I'm 17, young, just graduated high school and looking to do something stupid while I sweat my holidays away. But not good if you want to look like a non-ho on your formal. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER. WEARING IT PROUDLY AND SHIT LOLOLOL! Okbye.&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. &lt;strike&gt;Staying at hotel for two days with Qbubbi, Lynn, Anna, Belle and Alice from tomorrow, I think. Hope it'll be fun! And that we're not too loud and we don't trash the place. LOL&lt;/strike&gt; Woops! Nevermind, this didn't happen, my mistake heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-3636064295684369314?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/3636064295684369314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=3636064295684369314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3636064295684369314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3636064295684369314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/irony-of-life.html' title='irony of life'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-6567835047169575069</id><published>2011-11-13T02:58:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T03:27:57.592+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMIRY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnitepost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>inspired by thoughtcatalog.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: cambria; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To my mother and father,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you very much. There can be no words to tell you how I could simply not survive had you both suddenly disappear one day. I love you, mum, even though I get into fighting matches with you and I complain about you and you don't do things the way me and papi want you to. I love you, Daddy, when you drove me to school all those times, I love you for being the kind of father that is so clever and thoughtful and philosophical in your own right, I love you even though half the time I am sort of scared shitless of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you both so, so much, and although I really don't want to turn this into a sob piece, sometimes I wish I could &lt;i&gt;help&lt;/i&gt; you. It seems right now that all I can do for you is bring you warm water when I hear you cough at night, and always say 'love you' at the end of every phone call with you, and return your kisses and hugs - in papi's case - and give them, in mummy's case. Because I know mummy isn't the really phyiscally affectionate sort of parent, but you are the kind of utterly, totally, completetely and unequivocally selfless parent who always puts those you love first. Mummy, your hugs aren't as tight as I'd like, so I hug you even tighter. Mummy, you don't kiss me on the cheek, so that's why I always kiss yours. Mother, I call you mother when I make sarcastic comments, like when you act all see lai and stuff and then you say 'excuse me'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, I know I'm not fair to you 70% of the time, and for some reason I thrive on pointless bantering with you. But I love you so MUCH I'm not sure I can really handle it in my current state. Because it's 3:05 AM, again, and I'm in my bed, whose sheets you changed, typing this on my Mac, which you came with me to buy, and typing this hurriedly because I have to go get my hair done &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; tomorrow, which you gave me money for. Everyone thinks their mother is the best, and you aren't the BEST mother. But I love you even more for being you, because I know you try, and I know we hurt you, but it means so, so much to me that you are unquestionably strong the very next day. I want to be better for you, mum, I want you to be proud of me. I want you to have a good reason to love me, not just 'love me anyway'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, you are incredible. I love when you sometimes come home with a little surprise, like shopping, or something, and I look at it and I tell you something about it that you didn't know, and you get that surprised, pleased look on your face and I just &lt;i&gt;love it&lt;/i&gt;. Like that time you brought home a shiny new salt grinder and I looked at it and it was a Peugeot salt-grinder, I didn't even know they made freaking salt grinders, then I looked at the price tag still attached to it and it was more than sixty dollars, and I called you silly, but you said it was good quality, and mother, you know, agrees with you, like she usually does. And I love when you actually consider my opinion, because I feel like you respect me and what I think and that my opinion matters and our relationship is not one of those heirarchical Father = Authority Figure, Daughter = Listen to Whatever Father Says relationship, but we are &lt;i&gt;friends&lt;/i&gt; and we can laugh with each other and annoy everyone else in the process, like at graduation dinner, when my friends told me that we looked close and that made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't make me happy when I went home and you got angry because you found out that I had been hiding my report from you, because I didn't want you to see how I didn't try, and I didn't want you to be disappointed in me, and that's what I'm REALLY worried about. I get frightened that you won't love me the same if I do something, and I don't ever want that period in year ten to ever happen ever, ever ever again, where you didn't really talk to me for months or something because I think you'd given up on me for a while there, and I remember reading back my old blog entries from that period and I really seemed like I HATED being home. Sometimes it feels like I'm a completely different person around you and my friends, because of the whole role thing - I'm a friend to my friends but a daughter to you - but around you, daddy, you are a such a dorky kid that I really can just treat you like a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou, mummy, and thankyou, daddy. For loving me, the flawed child that I am. For being &lt;i&gt;proud&lt;/i&gt; of me, when so many days I feel like you really have nothing to be proud about, because I'm lazy and I don't study hard and I let you both down so often. But you make me want to change. I want to be better, mum and dad, for you both, because you DESERVE a daughter that tries hard every single day, and I'm going to pray for the strength to do that. I don't even know if I CAN do that, because I know me, and I'm all talk and I think things and I want to do things but half the time they don't carry out, and I disappoint myself. But lately, my friends like Sunny and William and Qin and Lynn and Wangays and Terry and Anna and my darling, DARLING atesum&amp;hearts; have all made me decide to push myself, because I want you guys to be proud of me. Because most of the time I do shit so I can have the satisfaction of knowing that I'm up to par with you guys, like I really, really do belong and deserve to be with a bunch of such brilliant people who ARE hard working and CAN be bothered and are all the wonderful things that I'm not. Who tell me they think I'm fine just the way I am, who I am ALWAYS willing to swallow my pride for because they. are. worth. it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are the ones who matter. I'm not sorry for the word vomit. It's 3:19 now and I think I really needed this ridiculous emotional outpour haha. I want to not regret this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. &amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-6567835047169575069?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/6567835047169575069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=6567835047169575069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6567835047169575069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6567835047169575069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-my-mother-and-father-among-others.html' title='inspired by thoughtcatalog.com'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-1975593083419821115</id><published>2011-11-12T03:05:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T03:17:13.578+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='qq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fml'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>3:05 AM</title><content type='html'>And I'm only just about to head to sleep. I woke up with a random achy back muscle today, I hope it has nothing to do with prolonged amounts of time leaning on my elbows due to my facebooking on my Mac in bed.. That &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; starts to hurt after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed both 11:11's today, although that really isn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; big of a deal. Said some really stupid things - it was probably about time karma caught up with me, anyway. I continue to surprise myself, and not in the good way, either. I wonder if my small acts of good will somehow counter this. &lt;i&gt;Oh simple things, where have you gone~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorraine has a new blog and I helped with the blogskin ;) Check it out &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww199/imasheepbah/tb/treebunny.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://treebunny.blogspot.com/" style="font-size: 22px;"&gt;http://treebunny.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc182/bitchfacexD/lorrainedarling.png"width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gorgeous little cultured friend. &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;small&gt;12th Saturday: Finish dyeing hair&lt;br /&gt;13th Sunday: Formal shopping with Qbubs at Parra ?_?. Should put in some good ol' Willow time soon (:&lt;br /&gt;14th Monday - 16th Wednesday: Formal Shopping, Q's hotel. Legit if I can't find a dress by now I think I'll give up.&lt;br /&gt;21st Monday: &lt;b&gt;FORMAL!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd Tuesday: FORMAL AFTERS!&lt;br /&gt;27th November: Amiejays' bday :)&lt;br /&gt;1st December: Anyi comes! *celebration*&lt;br /&gt;14 December: Sad day. HSC results come out :(&lt;br /&gt;22 December: Lynn leaves :( ♥&lt;br /&gt;24/5 December: Christmas Eve &amp; Christmas @ Terry's :D.&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve: City?, camp out on my roof oh my god haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffff00;"&gt;NOTE: FUCKING BOOK YOUR L'S SOON, BIMBO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-1975593083419821115?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/1975593083419821115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=1975593083419821115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1975593083419821115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1975593083419821115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/305-am.html' title='3:05 AM'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww199/imasheepbah/tb/th_treebunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-5176296822394458113</id><published>2011-11-11T18:38:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:39:47.356+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>of gangas and limos</title><content type='html'>I feel like I haven't updated in years, for some reason. Anyway, I went to finally get The Big Haircut today - cut my layers, dye my hair brown again and blonde tips. Because I am the laziest kind of human sloth, I stayed in bed til about 3 and got to the hairdressers by 4 (Michelle's Hair Story at Hurstville! Been going there for 3 years now dayum.), so by the time I wanted my tips dyed blonde it was closing time. So I'm going back tomolo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLD HAIR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/6bcf673d.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/f92d48b6.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRANSITIONAL HAIR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/GANGALOL.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(Also known as Disgusting Ganga Hair That I Never Wanted)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW (?) HAIR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Photo coming soon!&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;HERE IT IS FHEGGITS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2011-11-13at13194.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok see you soon niggas. IM HUNGRY AS SHIT SOMEONE FEED ME HOLY CRACKERS. (Haha yes, feed me holy crackers please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of food, here are some food pics that I haven't uploaded yet. I've been eating at so many places lately but for some reason, I never really can be bothered to take pictures of them anymore. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/2fa8f91c.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/90998e8d.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Gai larn lup darn bark' fried rice (LOL), Chicken Caesar Salad at Third Rock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go organise the limo for my formal now, dear god. It would be great if I knew where to start hahaha. Wish me luck brethrens! &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-5176296822394458113?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/5176296822394458113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=5176296822394458113&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5176296822394458113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5176296822394458113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/of-gangas-and-limos.html' title='of gangas and limos'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-4163461775428371227</id><published>2011-11-10T00:35:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T00:36:21.996+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WILLpower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>grey skies</title><content type='html'>I wish they would go away. I've been seeing too much of them lately~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1: What is your full name?&lt;/b&gt; Jessica Yun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2: Have you ever stolen something, and if yes what was it?&lt;/b&gt; Freaking hairties, years and years and years ago LOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3: Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/b&gt; Nah. I mean, I understand mutual attraction, but I'm one of those tiresome people who thinks that love is something that has to grow. It doesn't just come fully-formed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4: Type the first complete paragraph on page 74 of the nearest book to you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After that they didn't have much chance to talk. Their earmuffs were back on and they needed to concentrate on Mandrakes. Professor sprout had made it look extremely easy, but it wasn't. The mandrakes didn't like coming out of the earth, but didn't seem to want to go back into it either. They squirmed, kicked, flailed their sharp little fists and gnashed their teeth; Harry spent ten whole minutes trying to squash a particularly fat one into a pot." (This wasn't the closest book, but it was just one I grabbed off my little bookcase shelf thing next to my bed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5: What can you smell right now?&lt;/b&gt; Err.. Just.. My room ?___?"" It has that stuffy smell when the door hasn't been opened in a while XD heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6: Post a picture of your current workspace.&lt;/b&gt; Haha good joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7: Which is your favourite fanfic and why?&lt;/b&gt; HMMMMMMMMM.. *hunts* okay, &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3268063/1/"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; is always really cute! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8: write a short poem about the person you are currently in love with. (You do not need to mention who they are.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm not in love with him but I'll write a haiku BAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't see you often&lt;br /&gt;But you're on my mind somehow&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up and text me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a poetic genius holy crap. (Oh my god please never ever ever ever read my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9: Do you keep a scrapbook? If yes, what do you put in it?&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, I have one! And I used to paste stuff like every movie ticket I went to and stuff but I haven't touched it in a while~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10: Reply to this with 'The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog' in your own handwriting.&lt;/b&gt; Oh my goodness I'd LOVE to do this, how awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11: Which city or town were you born in?&lt;/b&gt; Sydney, Kogarah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12: How long can you hold your breath for?&lt;/b&gt; Cbf finding out LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13: Press ctrl + V in the reply box and publish your answer. (Let's see what you last copied.)&lt;/b&gt; http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3268063/1/ HAHAHA. The link for the fanfic like a fgt. Also, it's Command + V on my Mac ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14: What can you currently hear?&lt;/b&gt; Mewjic, listening to the radio heh, Mario ft. Fabolous: The Walls. Oh it just ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15: What is the colour of your shirt?&lt;/b&gt; Haha pink ;_;" It's this japanese sleeping gown thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16: What colour are your socks today?&lt;/b&gt; Not wearing any at the moment but they'll probably be grey or brack :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17: If you could have any type of hair and hairdo you wished for, how would you choose to have your hair?&lt;/b&gt; Long, brown, silky and undead, with platinum-blonde tips pliz. Gonna get this soon hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18: What is the worst thing that's been shown at the West End or Broadway in your lifetime?&lt;/b&gt; Uhhhhhh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19: What are your OTPs?&lt;/b&gt; What&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20: Which popular ships do you disagree with?&lt;/b&gt; Hm, dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21: Have you ever written fanfiction?&lt;/b&gt; YES HAHA I SUCK! LOL This was when I was like.. 13 or 14 and incredibubbly bored/stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22: List all of the celebrities you have met personally.&lt;/b&gt; I DON'T THINK I'VE MET ANY!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23: Unpopular opinion?&lt;/b&gt; I like baby pink HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24: What time is it and where are you?&lt;/b&gt; In my bed!, 12:04 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25: Look at your iPod. What is the name of the last song you listened to? Which band/artist is it by?&lt;/b&gt; *yawn* I'm listening to the radio niggah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26: What was the last thing you texted someone?&lt;/b&gt; "Okay, fanks heaps!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27: What was the last thing someone texted you?&lt;/b&gt; "Yep texted him. Visiting hours are the same"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28: Draw a unicorn being ridden by one of your OTPs and reply with your drawing.&lt;/b&gt; Wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29: What is the name of the last country you took an aeroplane to?&lt;/b&gt; China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30: Have you ever punched someone? If yes, who and why?&lt;/b&gt; Yes, fucking everyone, legit no reason / how I show affection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31: Have you ever resorted to self-harm?&lt;/b&gt; No!!! I hate that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32: Who is your most favourite author?&lt;/b&gt; Haven't read enough books to know yet! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33: Which childhood television program do you miss the most?&lt;/b&gt; SATURDAY DISNEY IN GENERAL WAS FUCKING BEAST. OMG THAT SHIET WAS AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34: What is usually the first thing to pass your lips in the morning?&lt;/b&gt; Water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35: What was the last thing you watched on television and how long ago was it?&lt;/b&gt; NCIS:LA was on tv last night on account of Chinese TV not working cause of the weather XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;36: What is your claim to fame?&lt;/b&gt; My old-ass Asians in the Library video featuring Colin Huang got like 26 000+ views.. Cause of the dumb UCLA chick. Other than that, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37: How far have you ever gone with the opposite sex?&lt;/b&gt; Dude I seriously wonder how many people answer this question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;38: How far have you ever gone with the same sex?&lt;/b&gt; Lolololol like.. Kiss on the lips or some shit.. Although sometimes people seem to find it some sort of game to grab/nudge my boob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39: Do you believe in the theory of Evolution?&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, of course, it makes a lot of sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40: Shut your eyes for a minute. Describe clearly what you saw.&lt;/b&gt; ..Black..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;41: Are you currently in love?&lt;/b&gt; No brah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;42: How many bones have you broken in your body before?&lt;/b&gt; Just my teeth if that even counts ?_?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;45: What do you consider the comfiest comfort food of all?&lt;/b&gt; Junk food, dumprings, PA &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;46: What song do you listen to when you are feeling glum?&lt;/b&gt; Bieber? LOL idk HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;47: What song do you listen to when you're feeling 'psyched'?&lt;/b&gt; I let my friends blast dubstep. Whatever, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;48: What are your five most favourite television programs (in no particular order)?&lt;/b&gt; I don't watch a lot of TV, but I like Modern Family, and if it's still considered a TV show (they show it on Nickelodeon apparently), AVATARRRRRR OBVIOUSLYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;49: Who are your greatest Tumblr friends?&lt;/b&gt; LOL orite m8 (the reason there are so many questions involving Tumblr is cause I ripped it off tumblr heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;50: How high is your bed from your bedroom floor?&lt;/b&gt; 1/3 up my thigh but I'm shirt as hell, so go figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;51: Do you have any posters on your bedroom Walls? If yes, what are they of?&lt;/b&gt; I have a lot of photos and the back of a Frankie calendar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;52: Are you a grammar nazi?&lt;/b&gt; =___= Lately I've been correcting people's grammar in my mind =______= Oh my god it is some sort of sick disease. For example, there were two mistakes in the next question. Yes, I fixed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;53: What was the loveliest anonymous message you have ever received? Can you remember what it said? If yes, type it up in your reply.&lt;/b&gt; I have a lot of lovely stuff on my formspring ^_^" Cbf searching for them though heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;54: do you have any cuddly toys on your bed? If yes, what are they?&lt;/b&gt; My dad threw them. Fuck my life. Hate him for it, cause I had 2 massive ones that was a one-month present and another that was a birthday present (I think Qin named it Penis).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;55: What annual event do you celebrate the most? And, briefly, how do you celebrate it?&lt;/b&gt; Birthdays, I suppose? And, you know, going out to eat and shit. LOL #boringanswers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;56: What is your father's profession?&lt;/b&gt; Hmm this is another pretty personal question, but he's the boss of a ..chicken wholesaler?? I don't know how to say it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;57: What colour are the walls in the room you are currently in?&lt;/b&gt; Cream white?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;58: Have you ever been to the Olympics? If yes, state the city and the year. If no, why not?&lt;/b&gt; No, cause I'm not bothered and the one in Sydney was when I was six so yeah didn't really know/care. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;59: What is the weather like right now and what is the temperature outside?&lt;/b&gt; It looks humid at the moment.. Greyish white skies and the temperature isssss.. 29 degrees trollololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;60: Describe one of your cousins. (If you have any)&lt;/b&gt; Anyi is pretty much my physical opposite HAHA!! Tall, skinny, gorgeous, monolid, undyed hair, good teef, and LOVELY AS HEAVEN &amp;hearts;. CAUSE, YOU KNOW, HELL PROBABLY ISN'T VERY LOVELY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;61: Have you ever lied about your name? If yes, which name did you use instead of your own?&lt;/b&gt; HAHAH This reminds me of how Q always uses Amiejay's name when they're getting drinks because they always spell Qin wrong XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;62: What is the worst thing you have ever done to a friend?&lt;/b&gt; Dunno D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;63: What did you have for lunch today?&lt;/b&gt; HAVEN'T EATEN IT YETTTTTTTT. MMM CAN'T WAIT TO NOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;64: Describe your least favourite teacher.&lt;/b&gt; Tall. Annoying. Teaches maths. We have a mutual relationship of dislike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;65: What object is to your immediate right?&lt;/b&gt; Pillow/bed head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;66: How often do you ride a bicycle?&lt;/b&gt; Never?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;67: Do you excercise? If yes, how?&lt;/b&gt; Gym, treadmill LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;68: Concentrate. What can you currently taste in your mouth?&lt;/b&gt; Saliva?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;69: Did you giggle childishly at this number because of undapper thoughts?&lt;/b&gt; No LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;70: Are you double-jointed?&lt;/b&gt; Apparently there's no such thing mutha fuckaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, made this post after I woke up and now I'm back in bed about to go to sleep soon. Today was fun!! Went to Brighton for lunchskiez, went to visit Willow ^_______^ (he can move his left arm and leg now, and walk, with assistance. HAPPY POINTS +10000), went back to Brighton to eat dinnerskiez (omg, had chicken pesto twice today) and then bought sparklers to go to a gorgeous spot at La Perouse (also a suicide hot spot. Lovely) and climb rocks and shit that girls do all the time whilst wearing dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twas lovely &amp;hearts; And I'm super excited to see everyone tomorrow - it's Sign Out day!! WOOOO IT'SGONNABEGREAT 8D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-4163461775428371227?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/4163461775428371227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=4163461775428371227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4163461775428371227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4163461775428371227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/grey-skies.html' title='grey skies'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-3172444698088079869</id><published>2011-11-08T23:16:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T23:30:33.867+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><title type='text'>we could have had it all</title><content type='html'>I love being the age that I am. I'm not legally an adult yet (which I won't ever feel like for decades, at least) but I'm old enough to realise things. Things like how values change after a while, how our friendships are, above all, shaped by ourselves - the people we want to surround ourself with, whether or not they'll be a good or bad influence, whether or not we want to be influenced in that way in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha this all made more sense in my head. In a way, I'm eager to learn new things as I grow older, but in another, I don't want to grow old. I love my youth, I like knowing I have all the time in the world. It's such an indulgence, I know - but I'm sure a lot of my generation feel this way too (not that that's a justification, of course!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with Annagays today with Qino and Lynno. Lurrrrrve dem &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-3172444698088079869?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/3172444698088079869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=3172444698088079869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3172444698088079869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3172444698088079869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-could-have-had-it-all.html' title='we could have had it all'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-570117027070945347</id><published>2011-11-07T18:56:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:47:00.921+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year 12 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>The rest is still Unwritten</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="600" height="335" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dsOYAud2exQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been updating much lately. What's up with me: I bought a ridiculously pretty/expensive diary, tried on a grand total of two formal dresses (a full-length black dress is very depressing, people.), and I finished Avatar. Oh and today I moved from my bed to my dining room to my kitchen to my toilet to my computer back to the kitchen and to my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight loss is going great.&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;small&gt;8th Tuesay: Outing with Annagays&lt;br /&gt;9th Wednesday: Willow + Haircut?&lt;br /&gt;10th Thursday: Sign out day / School to sell textbooks + Bonfire&lt;br /&gt;11th Friday: Formal shopping&lt;br /&gt;12th Saturday/13th Sunday: Should put in some good ol' Willow time (:&lt;br /&gt;14th Monday - 16th Wednesday: Formal Shopping, Q's hotel (:&lt;br /&gt;21st Monday: FORMAL!&lt;br /&gt;22nd Tuesday: FORMAL AFTERS!&lt;br /&gt;29th Tuesday: Iono maybe I'll book my L's or some shit ROFL&lt;br /&gt;1st December: Anyi comes! *celebration*&lt;br /&gt;14 December: Sad day. HSC results come out :(&lt;br /&gt;22 December: Lynn leaves :( &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;27th December: Amiejays' bday :)&lt;br /&gt;24/5 December: Christmas Eve &amp; Christmas :D. Over to Terry's for lutsuv FUNN! SHIT IS GONNA BE WHACKKK&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve: City?, camp out on my roof oh my god haha&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-570117027070945347?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/570117027070945347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=570117027070945347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/570117027070945347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/570117027070945347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/rest-is-still-unwritten.html' title='The rest is still Unwritten'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dsOYAud2exQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2735673389923936088</id><published>2011-11-04T23:19:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T00:46:11.133+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avatar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WILLpower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>4NOV</title><content type='html'>Today, my father woke me up early (i.e. 10 44am - it's the holidays. It's early) to print blueprints off for him, I Avatar'd til Terry came to pick me up to gym with him, Q (!) and Wangays, ate Nandos very quickly (I WAS STARVING AS SHIET), went to see Willow, ate dinner at that Thai place adjacent to Kogarah Library and cartips'd. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently people steal food from the communal fridge at St George hospital so I full wrote "WILLIAM LO'S CAKE" (Kim was leaving the hospital as we got there [late], she brought the cake!, what a sweetie!) over the box and put it in the fridge and if ANYONE FUCKING TAKES IT, IMMA BE ANGRY AS FUCK!!!! CAUSE I BROUGHT CHOCOLATE FOR WILLOW LAST TIME AND SOMEONE STOLE IT =__________________________=. So yeah HAHA. DON'T STEAL HIS CAKE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*. Anyway!! Avatar is getting super intense (Sparky Sparky Boom Man is in the picture now) and I seem to be magnetically drawn towards my laptop these days :3. Hehe! I will see you all soon, and I'm chillin with Lynnster tomorrow so hopefully I will snap some pretty shots! Mwa! *shoulder kiss* (ever since Shelley did it to me I've been addicted to giving them :), they're cute, imo heheh)&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;small&gt;P.S. If anyone wants to understand why I like Avatar / proof of my sadcuntiness, look no further than &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/jesthh/q/256773990679330074"&gt;this formspring question&lt;/a&gt;. Your eyes may or may not bleed from the wall of text you are about to receive but I promise you they're valid reasons. I ALSO FORGOT TO MENTION THAT I LOVE KUNG FU GLJAGHGJKLHILGJK HOW COULD I HAVE FORGOTTEN TO WRITE THAT&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2735673389923936088?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2735673389923936088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2735673389923936088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2735673389923936088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2735673389923936088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/4nov.html' title='4NOV'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-6848128203434471483</id><published>2011-11-03T21:50:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T21:52:04.858+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avatar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>my life right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs30/f/2008/051/2/5/Avatar_Sketch_by_pokefreak.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad but true. How good are these drawings by the way, the likeness to the original is uncanny! From &lt;a href="http://pokefreak.deviantart.com/art/Avatar-Sketch-77963951?q=boost%3Apopular%20avatar&amp;qo=49"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Already up to Book 3: Fire. Oh dear.&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-6848128203434471483?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/6848128203434471483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=6848128203434471483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6848128203434471483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6848128203434471483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-life-right-now.html' title='my life right now'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-8448202403366280835</id><published>2011-11-02T23:30:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T23:50:11.897+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>PYRAMID</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Mini Post-HSC Photodiary :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/69ba92ab.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/83cadb3d.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;After Eng Ext 1 (which I seemed to have done miserably in in comparison with everyone else) In Terry's car with Terry's sunnies snapping photos of newly-free me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/a828b6f6.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today @ PA, Amiejays and his fluro pink shirt HAHAHA.  It was adorable so I was messing around and trying to hug him and he (to no one's surprise) was a douche back. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/0f58ce8f.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn's Chicken Crepe which she didn't enjoy even though Terry liked it :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/c09ebfcf.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New fave meal @ PA! Chicken scallopini with pasta instead of chips :D. Oh and no mushrooms. Haha but Wangays and I said we'd eat clean after HSC (lolnot, for some retarded reason I bought an ice chocolate [I NEVER buy ice chocolates.] and he had Maccas tonight so yeah we're off to a great start. HAHA) and now the only thing I can get at PA is Chicken Caesar salad again~ Oh well! It's still delicious (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/Photoon2011-11-02at23382.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already up to Book 2 (Earth). I LOVE TOPH OMONA. AND ZUKO IS SO FUCKING HOT LJGAGLJKFGLKJGALJKAGLKJMAKGJSJLGKAKLJGSMLKJAGM. (This is my first swear word all post, I'm trying to hold back. But it was necessary to convey the appropriate degree of passion.)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love! &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-8448202403366280835?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/8448202403366280835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=8448202403366280835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8448202403366280835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8448202403366280835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/pyramid.html' title='PYRAMID'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2693064275207838194</id><published>2011-11-02T22:40:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T22:41:24.540+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>^_^"</title><content type='html'>Waddup gees!! What do you all think of my new blogger header?&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2693064275207838194?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2693064275207838194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2693064275207838194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2693064275207838194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2693064275207838194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='^_^&quot;'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-214286498709909239</id><published>2011-11-01T15:42:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T23:54:28.278+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avatar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>DARGH</title><content type='html'>HSC ENDS = CBF BLOGGING. &lt;b&gt;SO MUCH AVATAR I CANNOT COMPREHEND.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.1animewallpaper.com/wp-content/gallery/avatar-the-last-airbender-wallpaper/avatar_the_last_airbender_6.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've almost finished Book 1, which is water.. THERE ARE ONLY 3 BOOKS IN AVATAR! OMG JESUS I STARTED WATCHING &lt;i&gt;LAST NIGHT&lt;/i&gt; AAAAH IM GONNA GO INSANE I DON'T WANT IT TO END SO SOON LMFAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Tomorrow: Pick up Wangays &amp; Lynn with Terrybear! ^^&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must GYM and SHOP FOR FORMAL soon!! I think I'll go nightshopping on Thursday :D. Going with Lynn!! Wooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Thursday: Brendan&amp;hearts;'s birthday, Manmo with Amiejays and Qin and surprise visit for Willow! :D&lt;br /&gt;4th Friday: We drag Jolivs to see Willow! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;6th Sunday: Lynn sleeps over / Sleepover at Terry's!&lt;br /&gt;8th Tuesay: Outing with Annagays&lt;br /&gt;10th Thursday: Erpic haircut&lt;br /&gt;21st Monday: FORMAL!&lt;br /&gt;22nd Tuesday: FORMAL AFTERS!&lt;br /&gt;1st December: Anyi comes! *celebration*&lt;br /&gt;14 December: Sad day. HSC results come out :(&lt;br /&gt;22 December: Lynn leaves :( We have to write separate diaries and swap when we come back!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;24/5 December: Christmas Eve &amp; Christmas :D. Over to Terry's for lutsuv FUNN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-214286498709909239?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/214286498709909239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=214286498709909239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/214286498709909239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/214286498709909239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/11/dargh.html' title='DARGH'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-5395268810058808306</id><published>2011-10-30T19:27:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T19:32:39.354+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>WHY NOW</title><content type='html'>IT'S ABOUT 14 HOURS BEFORE MY LAST EXAM AND I'M MISERABLE! So much stress about my ATAR instead of studying haha. Here are some photos of calm things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4d/Boracay_Blue_Calm.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkIIFprXBnI/TO5iV-japBI/AAAAAAAAB4s/XPr8HEAEm_4/s1600/Calm_Down_by_Sugarock99.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.oceansbridge.com/paintings/artists/new/Ivan-Constantinovich-Aivazovsky/Ivan-Constantinovich-Aivazovsky-xx-Clouds-above-a-sea-calm-xx-State-Russian-Museum.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-5395268810058808306?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/5395268810058808306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=5395268810058808306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5395268810058808306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5395268810058808306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-now.html' title='WHY NOW'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkIIFprXBnI/TO5iV-japBI/AAAAAAAAB4s/XPr8HEAEm_4/s72-c/Calm_Down_by_Sugarock99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2028012800361773088</id><published>2011-10-29T21:41:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T22:11:20.237+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ct'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>So here's to friends, and to renovations at Darling Harbour; to good food, to generous hearts, to clouds that part to reveal the prettiest sky, to Pancakes at the Rocks, to learning that the small things don't matter, and to Sarah Smith, our self-dubbed token white kid hehehehe. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/be15da0c.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/f3581ed4.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/c05cf2ac.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/c04c2130.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damo's 18th Dinner last night hehe ^____^ If you noticed Neel is blinking, yes, the upload of this photo is deliberate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/6bcf673d.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/6bcf673d.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/6bcf673d.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/a050d5d2.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/9b9cabd1.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/fd5de41d.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/77d53914.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being cute kients with Kimmy and Sarah &amp;hearts;. MY GOODNESS THEY ARE SO CUTE. WTF. Also, Yangyang turned up at UTS too!! But about half an hour later.. We had to go :((((((((((((((( I HOPE SHE GOT A LOT DONE ANYWAY! SORRY YANG, YOU'RE GORGEOUS! &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2028012800361773088?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2028012800361773088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2028012800361773088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2028012800361773088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2028012800361773088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_29.html' title=':)'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-5268507959897974144</id><published>2011-10-29T02:09:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T02:45:48.082+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnitepost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>Love is curious.</title><content type='html'>The laws of attraction are designed to not make any rational sense, but that's the beauty of it, I think. What makes one person more attractive to you than the other person, even if that person seems absolutely ordinary? How do people fall in &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;?  Why the hell do we fall in love at all? Romantic love is, in the most rational sense, essentially &lt;em&gt;unnecessary&lt;/em&gt; to regular day-to-day living.. and yet we hold it on a pedestal; to be in love with the person who is in love with you is certainly considered an aspect of your life fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly, love is universal, and not limited to humans. How can love hold so much power over people? Songs, movies, books.. All dedicated to 'love'. How mind-spinningly crazy, and yet incredibly wonderful at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my mind at 2:00 in the morning. :)&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-5268507959897974144?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/5268507959897974144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=5268507959897974144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5268507959897974144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5268507959897974144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-is-curious.html' title='Love is curious.'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-3015007118306276410</id><published>2011-10-27T19:24:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T19:24:54.213+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fml'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>BIOLOGY IS GONNA KILL ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Rob/signs.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-3015007118306276410?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/3015007118306276410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=3015007118306276410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3015007118306276410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3015007118306276410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/biology-is-gonna-kill-me.html' title='BIOLOGY IS GONNA KILL ME'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-7551317687462426033</id><published>2011-10-25T20:37:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T20:50:43.213+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>@__@</title><content type='html'>I am tired for no reason! Okay no that's not true, only got 4 hours of sleep last night but that was because I had had a nap a few hours before going to bed again. Anyways, went to UTS today again with Qindawgs, Terry, Wangays, Amiejays &amp; Damo, and some old Techies were there too.. ..Yeah so basically got trolled by Kaan in a silent library but at least he embarrassed himself so that was okay. (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the rest of the time frowning at my Biology textbook, writing notes mechanically and frothing with Wangays (well I was the only one doing the frothing, but that's okay) and for the second time in two goddamn days we stopped at Harry's Hotdogs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST IMPORTANTLY, THOUGH, &lt;b&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO MY GORGEOUS LYNN-JEE KIM!&lt;/b&gt; I love you fuh evuh! Although I spend more time with Qin than with Lynn, there is something unconditional and &lt;i&gt;easy&lt;/i&gt; about our friendship. I have the ability to make her crumble into giggly pieces and she has some sort of God-given talent in making me believe in myself when I don't. :) I adore you, you deserve the best of everything &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/b5f84362.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-7551317687462426033?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/7551317687462426033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=7551317687462426033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7551317687462426033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7551317687462426033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_25.html' title='@__@'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2550261640229855995</id><published>2011-10-23T14:07:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T14:13:16.830+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>baby, you can have whatever you like</title><content type='html'>Belated photos from Third Rock! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/tabletops.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/menyou.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/airchays.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/gloww.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/fishchips.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/schnitzel.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/chocoberry.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/omfgseriously.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/strawbbberrryyyy.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love photoshop. LOL &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/darghlove.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2550261640229855995?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2550261640229855995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2550261640229855995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2550261640229855995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2550261640229855995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/baby-you-can-have-whatever-you-like.html' title='baby, you can have whatever you like'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-1607600547262139800</id><published>2011-10-23T12:16:00.014+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T13:57:28.063+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Reasons why I more than detest the attitudes of China and their people</title><content type='html'>Read this article and watch the video on &lt;a href="http://www.dailytelegraph.com.au/news/chinese-toddler-ignored-in-hit-run-dies/story-e6freuy9-1226173257407"&gt;this page&lt;/a&gt; and then read &lt;a href="/2011/10/20/reasons-why-18-people-walked-past-a-severely-injured-toddler-and-did-nothing/"&gt;"Reasons why 18 people walked past a severely injured toddler and did nothing"&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://kapookababy.com"&gt;kapookababy.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The utterly blatant lack of care, compassion or indeed even &lt;i&gt;natural human curiosity&lt;/i&gt; - to see a lone child lying on the floor in foetal position AND THEN WALK AWAY - baffles me. The bafflement &lt;i&gt;overwhelms&lt;/i&gt; me entirely, and I don't even know where to look. How to even &lt;i&gt;react&lt;/i&gt; appropriately for this kind of surreal tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is exactly due to these chilling, morbid incidents that I feel so intensely ashamed for being a part of the culture that I, at times, so unwillingly belong to. This fatal accident is a prime example of how, every day, humans make &lt;i&gt;default choices&lt;/i&gt; - that is, the choice to do or choose nothing at all - that can, itself, constitute as a moral crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://resources0.news.com.au/images/2011/10/18/1226169/263356-injured-toddler.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Some passers-by, including pedestrians, cyclists and even a mother, even altered their course to avoid the stricken toddler, who lies there helpless bleeding to death. ... The plight of the child came to symbolise what many Chinese saw as a decay in public morals after decades of headlong pursuit of economic growth. ... Her death touched off another round of hand-wringing. Many comments posted to social media sites said "&lt;i&gt;we are all passers-by&lt;/i&gt;"." &lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailytelegraph.com.au/news/chinese-toddler-ignored-in-hit-run-dies/story-e6freuy9-1226173257407"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;It is no wonder, China, that I never have ANYTHING nice to say about you whenever I visit. I want to feel proud of my cultural heritage, yet HOW CAN I? What have you done for it's people, it's civilians? How DARE you spend &lt;i&gt;millions&lt;/i&gt; of needless dollars on pretentious welcoming ceremonies in the Olympic Games when you have people commonly littered, homeless and helpless, on the streets? People who need your help? Moreover, you have inadvertently aided in numbing the rest of the Chinese people in ignoring this decay, called into attention only when it has transgressed all humanity entirely. For some Chinese people used to seeing these sights on a daily basis, &lt;i&gt;these things are no longer outrageous&lt;/i&gt;. To China and its government.. Who are you trying to kid? &lt;i&gt;What have you done?&lt;/i&gt; More importantly: &lt;u&gt;What will you do to fix this?&lt;/u&gt; Will you do anything at all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-1607600547262139800?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/1607600547262139800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=1607600547262139800&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1607600547262139800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1607600547262139800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/reasons-why-i-more-than-detest.html' title='Reasons why I more than detest the attitudes of China and their people'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-5608523565462931466</id><published>2011-10-22T20:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T20:57:14.274+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='qq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fml'/><title type='text'>MATHS HSC IN TWO DAYS</title><content type='html'>AND I AM SHIT SCARED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-5608523565462931466?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/5608523565462931466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=5608523565462931466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5608523565462931466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5608523565462931466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/maths-hsc-in-two-days.html' title='MATHS HSC IN TWO DAYS'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-5120440406036330760</id><published>2011-10-20T23:48:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T04:26:45.505+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>UTS'd again</title><content type='html'>And there were way too many photos taken :P. This time it was with Wangays, Amiejays and Terrybear (hurrah for nicknames). They have taken a strong liking to saying MY nickname in retarded voices to annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am so sleepy. =/ &lt;strike&gt;Photos up later tonight!&lt;/strike&gt; Much love :) &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S Can't take my mind off the end. It feels much closer than it really is yet also like it won't happen for a long time. Hurrah again for stupid paradoxes that don't make any goddamn sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY PHOTOS UP! SUCKS FOR YOU IF YOU'RE CAPPED? LULZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/25a2689e.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/cc00dc4d.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/f7dd916a.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/f74e7998.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/9bda39d2.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/73343306.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/0b18f873.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/c196aa2c.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry's amazing wallpaper. I am so in love with it. And him. And - the people in the actual photo. (Besides myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/42d64736.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/238b82b5.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massive bowl of fake plastc ramen that can move up nd down in Market City foodcourt (which mostly consists of Asian food .. ...wtf). Don't get their steam gyoza (their little establishment is called 'Naruto', and although it looks very nice, it isn't really). Well at least the gyoza wasn't. Cbf telling you how traumatic that experience was. Don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/be7ddb23.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadows that made my fingers look fatter than usual! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/49fc9859.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/dcec59cb.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/04e34db9.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/6f0588a4.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/0bc2e853.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; FINALLY.. TERRY'S EPIC FACE! FROM THE POST ABOUT PHIL LI'S 18TH: *drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/dafa623f.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/f540402a.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John was just staring out the window so Terry and I took a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/b128beda.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/9c3e9f49.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/37fe21aa.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/2ea6c6a4.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/9d3e7e32.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wangays being a cute kient, and me trying to be pretty for half a moment in the hopes to convince myself that I don't really look the way I do in the rest of these pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/bdc0d79e.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/0584e6a1.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/12eb80fc.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/25bec89a.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely fob glasses and MY TERRIBLE HAIR. LOL IT'S ~ORANGE~... NOOO! Can't wait to get my platinum blonde tips though. If dad busts a nut and decides he wants to cut it off himself I'm screwed, I'm doing it for formal TT_____TT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/1d1ec1b3.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/ce449296.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/b4a4cb8a.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONUS EXTRAS (what is this? A goddamn movie?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/70f44df0.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dug around my photo album to stick this beside my bed. Get better even quicker baby!! Lup yoooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/a3ec4585.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH! WENT OVER TO BRENDON'S HOUSE REALLY FUCKING RNADOMLY. DON'T EVEN ASK HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/833e54a4.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Scallopini. Am I actually retarded? Did I really not ask for salad instead? *facepalm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/eb025198.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/07f49a92.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two awesome books from UTS library. The Harry Potter one is a genuine critique and discussion on Harry Potter, and I wouldn't mind reading it in my spare time, I must say! (I got better shit to read, though. John's handouts, for example. #faithful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:). So much love. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-5120440406036330760?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/5120440406036330760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=5120440406036330760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5120440406036330760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5120440406036330760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/utsd-again.html' title='UTS&apos;d again'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2435511999831041440</id><published>2011-10-19T23:29:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T00:49:42.750+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WILLpower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>The best things in life are free</title><content type='html'>Okay, no, they're not. Good things that have happened to me so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paper 2 wasn't as terrible as I'd anticipated&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And neither was SAC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got Chocolate-Dipped Strawberries at Third Rock today and oh my god it was the most beautiful/delicious shit I have ever seennnnnnn. Fuark bro. To anyone wanting dessert at Third Rock next time you go there (..even if you don't want dessert) I DEFINITELY recommend the dipped strawberries, they're - omfg erpic. Anyway yeah, order it once you get there if you want it though since it takes some time to prepare, + it's $8.90 for one dish and it gives you 5 dipped chocolate strawberries, a scoop of icecream and like a .. sort of .. chocolate.. ..shape thing ROFL. Still awesome. Omfg *froth*. GONNA HAVE SO MANY OF THOSE AT MY WEDDING JUSTSAYING.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Willow texted me, Q and Jamie (that's as far as I know). Oh my goodness what a goddamn blessing. OH AND HE'S IN &lt;b&gt;STROKE WARD&lt;/b&gt; NOW!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, paper and such costs, and time is money, so, you know, I don't know how much 4 hours in an exam is worth. Texts obviously cost money too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in a first world country, it's as close to free as you can get ^.^ &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Jess is happy! Okay biatch TIME TO SLAY MATHEMATICS LIKE A GODDAMN WHORE!&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2435511999831041440?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2435511999831041440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2435511999831041440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2435511999831041440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2435511999831041440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/best-things-in-life-are-free.html' title='The best things in life are free'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-4345440332922518223</id><published>2011-10-18T14:27:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T14:31:17.060+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avatar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>UMMMMM</title><content type='html'>JUST WENT AND ORDERED ALL 3 BOX SETS OF &lt;b&gt;AVATAR: LAST AIRBENDER&lt;/b&gt;. FUCKING $144.90 WTF (I haven't paid that yet, I pay it when it comes next week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD IT'S GONNA BE FUCKING GLORIOUS. GONNA FORGET HOW SHITLY I DID IN MY BELONGING PAPER TODAY AND JUST FROTH OVER ZUKO AND WATERBENDING AND TOPH AND ZUKO AND UNCLE IROH AND KATARA AND AANG AND SOKKA AND APPA OMONAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ancientchinese.net/ancient/avatar/avatar-last-airbender-wallpaper1.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.animewapers.com/wp-content/gallery/avatar-the-last-airbender-wallpapers/Avatar-The-Last-Airbender-Wallpapers-17.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/16300000/Avatar-The-Last-Airbender-avatar-the-last-airbender-16352501-1024-768.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://withfriendship.com/images/h/35765/Zuko-picture.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHAI MY LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.absoluteanime.com/avatar_the_last_airbender/toph%5B3%5D.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOPH! BITCH IS AMAZEBALLZ! ZOMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://youngknightavatar.info/images/Iroh.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AW SHIET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QIN HAS TO FUCKING WATCH THIS WITH ME. ARGH SHE HAS TO WATCH &lt;i&gt;SOMETHING&lt;/i&gt; WITH ME I'M GOING OUT OF MY MINDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET BACK TO STUDYING JESSICA&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-4345440332922518223?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/4345440332922518223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=4345440332922518223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4345440332922518223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4345440332922518223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/ummmmm.html' title='UMMMMM'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2762157073276532914</id><published>2011-10-17T18:30:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T18:47:49.697+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WILLpower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Hey guys~ How are you today? Studying hard? :) Well, Sunnyhoney and I wanted to see Willow for just half an hour before returning to study.. ..But it turns out that &lt;b&gt;the doctors are not allowing any more visitors, other than direct family, to see him for about two weeks&lt;/b&gt; :( :( :(. This is due to the fact that they want to minimise brain stimulation as much as possible as it could be harmful to him - he needs his rest, which is reasonable, of course. Whatever it takes to make him better. I really hope that he'll be okay.. I feel like we all need Willow so much and he needs us so much and oh my god it'll suck having to be apart. D: I can't WAIT to see him after my very last exam on the 31st, it'll be like seeing him again for the first time or something. I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY hope he'll be a lot more energetic by then &gt; &lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, Lord, lend him some of your strength. Make sure the nurses take care of him &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to read more about Romulus and such~ Laterz! x&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2762157073276532914?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2762157073276532914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2762157073276532914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2762157073276532914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2762157073276532914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_17.html' title=':('/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-3071132621874121355</id><published>2011-10-16T14:37:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T19:12:33.249+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WILLpower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='argh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fml'/><title type='text'>LET THE MOST IMPORTANT (?) 2 WEEKS OF MY LIFE BEGIN</title><content type='html'>EXAMS FROM &lt;b&gt;18 &amp;mdash; 31st of October&lt;/b&gt;. SEE Y'ALL SOON &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;small&gt;Prob still be blogging a bit if I have like a massive 4 day break like before maths haha&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6:36 PM&lt;/b&gt; Just went to see Willow!! :D. It was actually really really good, Sunny and I just talked to him and with each other and there was much joking around and it was just really &lt;i&gt;nice&lt;/i&gt;. I'm so glad that there were REALLY nice nurses in today, they let me put the WILLPOWER posterthingy up!!!!! They stuck it with some form of hospital stickytape haha and it's right above him and at first he said he couldn't read it but a little later he said he could read it :D:D:D:D. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED. Anyways, when his right hand was clutching at his hair I touched his fingers and held his hand. &amp;hearts; And because I'm a super sneaky kid, I got a photo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/951c70db.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to everyone who hasn't gone to seen him yet! Apparently some of Willow's cousins who are overseas or something have read my blog posts about him so I'll definitely keep this space updated :):).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really, really really good seeing Willow. Stayed there for I think more than an hour, but I SWEAR it seemed like only 30 mins. Far out. The only thing that can rival that sort of accelerated time passing is the way that time seems to fly in English exams.. Wtf = O =". Speaking of Engrish, I really needa go study! Here's to the kids who have their exams tomorrow! MWA, much love!! &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-3071132621874121355?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/3071132621874121355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=3071132621874121355&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3071132621874121355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3071132621874121355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/let-most-important-2-weeks-of-my-life.html' title='LET THE MOST IMPORTANT (?) 2 WEEKS OF MY LIFE BEGIN'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-5962107486186872168</id><published>2011-10-14T22:30:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T23:24:33.174+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WILLpower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><title type='text'>Went to see Willow today</title><content type='html'>And he was very tired, and couldn't say much. We read out some of the Facebook messages out to him and chucked jokes to make him smile, but most of it was spent in silence, holding his hand - I don't think he could feel it - and trying to commit the features of his face into my memory. I miss him already, walking away was the hardest part :(. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad people are going to visit him tomorrow, that's really lovely, he's going to be ridiculously happy. Stay fighting Willow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/319561_10150305004238830_760183829_7702983_2099425933_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. After dinner, we stopped by John Olivs place to tell him that Willow'd had a stroke. It almost sounded like we were trolling - "Um, can you please ask John Oliver to come down? We need to talk to him, it's really important." But he came down and we told him the news. I have hardly done any work in the last 48 hours that I might pull a Sunny and chuck an all-nighter (he has Business though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirin the spirit of his parents right now. They're so positive and so cheerful, telling us the funny things Willow said earlier and things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#WILLpower! If you're reading this and you have Willow on facebook, keep writing him messages, because his brother will most likely read them out to him, and he &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; just needs to hear happy words. Yeah? Much love. :)&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are brilliant.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there has been anything I've learnt in these whirlwinded days, it's to treasure &lt;strike&gt;every single fucking one of your friends&lt;/strike&gt; absolutely every goddamn opportunity life has to offer you. Don't hold the fuck back. I used to be so convinced, when I would hear stories of "oh so-and-so's friend had to go to hospital" etc, that that would never happen to me, nor one of my friends. It would always be very distinctly &lt;i&gt;separate&lt;/i&gt; from me. All my friends are so healthy, and we are so &lt;i&gt;normal&lt;/i&gt;. What could happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow is one of the healthiest boys I know, and his case happens in about 2 or 3 people in hundreds of &lt;i&gt;thousands&lt;/i&gt;. It is &lt;u&gt;absolutely random&lt;/u&gt;. No one is exempt.. I guess it really teaches you how fragile your life is. How quickly your world can turn upside down. I STILL can't believe this is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be safe. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/fc4a4j.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;^ We have quasi plans of making that into a shirt. &amp;copy; me for designing it + coming up with the phrase hahaha..&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-5962107486186872168?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/5962107486186872168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=5962107486186872168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5962107486186872168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/5962107486186872168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/went-to-see-willow-today.html' title='Went to see Willow today'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-7766709031222755653</id><published>2011-10-14T03:13:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T03:14:58.507+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnitepost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>Clearly, I need You</title><content type='html'>&lt;small&gt;Every time I touch my neck/doublechin I'm glad I didn't order pizza today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I think about the makeshift Asian 'pizza' I made myself only a few hours ago&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-7766709031222755653?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/7766709031222755653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=7766709031222755653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7766709031222755653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7766709031222755653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/clearly-i-need-you.html' title='Clearly, I need You'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-1986060741543201724</id><published>2011-10-12T22:03:00.016+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T14:41:10.239+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WILLpower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Get better, baby ♥</title><content type='html'>My good friend William suffered a stroke today.. Get better soon. Like, really really really soon. We love you so much &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/306888_10150297509071493_523411492_8165652_273884515_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/312199_10150297509171493_523411492_8165654_1374418834_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/301371_10150326103533830_760183829_7816446_901969637_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/316121_2361773491277_1458522690_32611509_633985830_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/307703_10150329669503830_760183829_7838227_1763386236_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;@1:13AM, Thursday 13 October&lt;/b&gt; What a bloody ridiculous day I have had. The very first time my non-studying has been beneficial in any way - I was on Facebook when Ernest, Will's older brother, sent me that message to check out Willow's wall, where he (Ernest) had written that Willow had a stroke earlier that day. Immediately, I just phone Qin on instinct, who just flkghiolajhkg's about it with me for a bit before calling Amiejays and Sunny, and thank god for them because Jamie took off immediately from his dinner @ Kogarah and almost died himself on the way to get to Sutho Hospital or something where he argues his way for ten minutes to get let into the building before having to get the receptionist to find out where Willow was. I, however, am at home, and I think Keshan/Phil found out that he was in RPA - a hospital I never knew existed, but apparently it's one of the biggest in Sydney/NSW?, Royal Prince Alfred - and so I call them up and find out that Willow's in the Green ICU ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find out ICU stands for Intensive Care Unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here, our biggest problem is to grab the contact details of the parents, because we're gonna have no idea wtf to do once we get there; naturally, we were going to go see if he was okay, even though - ESPECIALLY - as it was like, 10 30 at night haha. So begins our wild search for it, from asking Alice, to asking Nathan Ho - all while Amiejays picks me up, Sunny picks Q up and we meet at the rooftop at Hurstville Station and while we're zooming off to RPA. Thank goodness I was sitting next to Amiejays.. Idiot was probably driving by a lunatic on his way to Sutho.. Apparently he got there in 8 minutes from Kog =_=" Wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we arrive @ RPA &amp; we're STILL trying to find the details of Willow's parents. Alice and Nho both have Will's grandma's number but we're reluctant to wake her up at midnight - and after some other aimless attempts we finally get hold of Ernest's number and I text him, telling him that the seven of us (for your sake, I'll name them: Qin, Sunny, me, Jamie, Phil and Keshan, and Denga turned up too) were outside and if he could let us know ANYTHING at all that'd be great. Don't forget that we're ridiculously in the dark right now and all we wanted was some &lt;i&gt;information&lt;/i&gt;, please oh please oh please oh goodness (and I had like three other people telling me to keep them updated too. Thank god for blogs, eh?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I started anticipating us waiting til 2AM or something, my Korean ringtone goes off and the instant I see Willow's face on my screen - I don't even - whatever. Ernest tells me that he's walking out of the hospital now and a few minutes later we rush to meet them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest is history. They thank us for coming, we tell them that it was no problem, of course. William's mother - whose very face causes me to tear up almost instantly because there was just so much &lt;i&gt;Willow&lt;/i&gt; in it - tells us that he's sleeping at the moment and that he's okay. He's in a critical condition but he's stable; the left side of his body is somewhat immobilised; what Willow said to her was "Well, Mum, I can't do the HSC anymore"; there is a large blood clot in his brain which is &lt;i&gt;still there&lt;/i&gt;; he will have to be in hospital for at least a month, and quite possibly a few months to recover. Because he is young, though, he has a good chance of making a full recovery, and that right now he needs a lot of encouragement and positivity (which is almost overflowing on his Facebook Wall) and we're ALL confident he'll be fine. Most importantly, however - we still don't know what'd happened, &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; it'd happen. Apparently it's an extremely rare condition for a boy his age.. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soonest we can visit him is Saturday or Sunday, and I never thought I'd be so ridiculously keen to see anyone. I just want to see his smile, hold his hand. Dargh. What was pleasant most of all was the ride back home - the spirit in the car was so much different to that of when we drove there, that nervous, simmering energy.. Music was off, sitting there ramrod straight, staring right ahead or at the GPS. Calming Amiejays down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. Love you bruvs. We all do. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c35/qin_O/130911/SAM_0243.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c35/qin_O/130911/SAM_0263.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/321556_10150324703663830_760183829_7810112_183479538_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/319553_10150324703408830_760183829_7810111_1074873027_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe I tease him about how his hair reminds me of a skunk :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c35/qin_O/Cam2/IMG_4764.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c35/qin_O/Cam2/IMG_4796.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c35/qin_O/Cam2/IMG_4797.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c35/qin_O/Cam2/IMG_4846.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(He is, indeed, holding my handbag *snicker*. What can I say, it looks good on everyone)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c35/qin_O/Cam2/IMG_4789.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c35/qin_O/Cam2/IMG_4886.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c35/qin_O/Cam2/IMG_4863.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(What a sexy man)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update&lt;/b&gt; Okay, latest news I've heard is that the hospital won't be taking any visitors until Willow gets out of ICU, as they want to avoid the excitement and brain over-stimulation and whatnot. I think I'll be updating this whenever I find out more info as it's an easy way for everyone to know what's going on. But his case is definitely a rare one - Willow was one of the fittest people I know, and strokes tend to happen to elderly people, or smokers or drug-takers. So we're confident that he'll have a speedy, full recovery because of his already-high fitness &amp;hearts; Hoping for the best!! :) Love &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update&lt;/b&gt; Just some trivia: So Alice's mum was talking to Nathan's mum last night  on the phone, and Nathan's mum used to be a nurse in ICU so she knows her stuff. Apparently she was sobbing, because 90% of people don't even make it - so Willow is lucky to even be alive, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking ridiculous. The comment below is definitely right: Inshallah - In God's Hands. Much love x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-1986060741543201724?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/1986060741543201724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=1986060741543201724&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1986060741543201724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1986060741543201724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-better-baby.html' title='Get better, baby ♥'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c35/qin_O/130911/th_SAM_0243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-738520740374872485</id><published>2011-10-11T16:44:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T22:12:05.397+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>http://i56.tinypic.com/91j87n.png</title><content type='html'>Maesthetics, Omtays &amp; Rick.. I really miss you guys :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://makeagif.com/media/10-11-2011/iCTmFe.gif" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'd like to begin drawing again, I'd like to write something significant, I'd like to learn the violin and play for someone I love."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-738520740374872485?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/738520740374872485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=738520740374872485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/738520740374872485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/738520740374872485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/httpi56tinypiccom91j87npng.html' title='http://i56.tinypic.com/91j87n.png'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-1410590014245798290</id><published>2011-10-10T19:14:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T22:14:17.572+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>Okay, what the shit is happening.. It's like, all of a sudden when I WANT to study, the sky gets dark so much faster than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE LEGIT FUCK IS UP WITH THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to UTS Library again today, and thank fuck I didn't wake with a headache cause I could feel one coming up last night (but I took some panadol before I slept. And I couldn't fall asleep either for some reason..). For the first time, ever, I didn't waste copious amounts of time doing nothing at all - I actually did &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt;, but despite this, it STILL felt like I didn't do very much. I am getting ridiculously alarmed now - there are only 7/8 days left. Until my first english exam. Which I have not really prepared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;..Lol yay&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have food posts for you all so don't despair :) Food seems to be all I'm blogging about lately.. You should know, in any case, I'm not doing anything other than studying, eating and sleeping, and the only interesting thing about that is any of the food I eat if I do eat out (which is pretty often o.o").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today for lunch we went to this Japanese place I'd always wanted to try ^.^ The only problem I had with it was how LOW the seats were.. Felt even more of a midget than usual when I ate =__=" Anyway, considering my last post about the importance of the overall dining experience, it was quite uncomfortable, but the good service, good food and lovely(!!) decor made up for it ^_^ (Also, I have to admit the food came a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; too fast.. Like, bro are you prepreparing my shit?! [probz.])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/mcmuffin.png" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Breakfast, hahaha XD&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/18ccf1ff.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/c22daae2.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/090ba981.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Why do I feel like I learnt what 'takeru' meant some point in my relatively short lifetime? o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/99b3ec13.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/32809303.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Left&lt;/b&gt; 'No. 1 Pizza', the Japanese Style Pizza with Rice Cake and Chicken O_o. Thought I'd give it a go, and since it was a pizza I shared it, but it turned out to be fucking tiny wtf. Anyway, yeah, the rice cake kinda threw me off, so not getting that again. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right&lt;/b&gt; Uuuuhhhh Teriyaki Beef Bento Set?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/6d83f834.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/44937740.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Left&lt;/b&gt; Qin's Karaage Chicken (trust)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right&lt;/b&gt; I think that's Takoyaki. I hate when my photos are blurry :'((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/14a2c16a.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the Karaage Chicken Bento Set :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/b1a262de.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/8ae746d2.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Left&lt;/b&gt; Creamy Croquette &amp;hearts;!! Miss this from Sushi Train so much omona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right&lt;/b&gt; (Oh look Wangays just signed in &amp;hearts; MUAH lub dat boi) This is also something I had an issue with (as well as the girl who was sitting to our right and talking about her 'whipped' boyfriend. Ugh shut up break up with him then goddamit [I think she did].) There is some sort of Food God after all - the ULTIMATE favourite thing about this place was that they have HALF MEALS! Now &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; place knows how to do business :D. Usually, I hate having to choose between entrees and big meals, because entrees never fill me up and I can never finish a big meal @_@. So they had Half Meals and I was like jumping for joy because it meant I could spend a good $6.10 on a Salmon Creamy Pasta and finish it and be satisfied. (Turns out I had to give away a good portion, and lucky it got eaten since we are Asians and hate wasting food LOL!) The only thing that annoyed me was that the presentation was fucking gross. It was literally like someone had physically grabbed a chunk of pasta from a huge tub and thrown it on the plate as a recreational sport and decided to let me eat it. Also, there were a grand total of &lt;i&gt;two&lt;/i&gt; small chunks of Salmon on it, which I was, of course, extremely impressed by. Lolnot. (They did have broccoli and I generously gave some to Qin because of her general distaste of [Western?] vegetables haha! I feel like some sort of proud mother when she eats her vegies ='D.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/5a62ec6d.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! Look look look they had Fried Green Tea Icecream!! Wonderful!!!!! &amp;hearts; Terry and I both got some each and Q and I shared ours ^_^ AND YES, THAT IS INDEED POCKY! AND CORNFLAKES!!!!!!! THEY DEFINITELY DON'T SKIMP ON DESSERT, DO THEY!? HAHAHAHA I WANT TO TAKE ALICE ON A DATE HERE &amp;hearts; (Why is it that I seem to be in a relationship with every single one of my friends?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/a5174fba.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Mr. Donley would say, "Margaret, you silly goose!" One of the few jokes I actually enjoyed from Mr D (hey I just bein honest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/0334114e.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/be7e19da.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/e7a0d313.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a mad stalker. Jk, this was pretty much my view at the lib :) My body was subconsciously facing the window so desperately my back hurt from facing my table side-on. Wtf pretty sure that didn't make sense.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is lovely, albeit a little cold, but I prefer the cold over the heat any day. It's funny, though, even though I experienced the worst Sydney summer EVER last year, I'm looking forward to this year's Summer. I NEVER look forward to summer!! I even want summer cork wedges!! And summer dresses!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I!?&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2SAiS7jZKI4/TpQk2AOpBpI/AAAAAAAABLo/hGvldOEFC38/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-10%2Bat%2B10.28.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-1410590014245798290?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/1410590014245798290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=1410590014245798290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1410590014245798290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1410590014245798290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='?!?!?!'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-7318002611754662059</id><published>2011-10-09T23:33:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T01:26:54.745+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='argh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fml'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Wish you could di(n)e with me</title><content type='html'>(Lyrics of Akon's Right Now (Na Na Na). I used to think that it was wish you could die with me rather than dine :|.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt; SAC Allocated essay Q's. Mathematics (yuck).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt; Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt; Mathematics/Bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt; Mathematics/Bio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt; Bio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday - Tuesday&lt;/b&gt; English &amp; SAC&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I screwed or..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EXAM TIMES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt; Eng Adv Belonging Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt; Eng Adv Modules Paper + SAC Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thurs, Fri, Sat, Sun&lt;/b&gt; Hectiq Mathimacations study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt; Maths Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tues, Wed, &lt;/strike&gt;Thurs&lt;/b&gt; Hectiq Biologications study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt; Bio Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sat, Sun&lt;/b&gt; Hectiq Romanticising study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt; Eng Ext 1 Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Done.&lt;/i&gt; That's it.. My High School requirements are &lt;i&gt;over&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-7318002611754662059?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/7318002611754662059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=7318002611754662059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7318002611754662059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7318002611754662059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/wish-you-could-dine-with-me.html' title='Wish you could di(n)e with me'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-6588760723508470434</id><published>2011-10-08T23:18:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T23:43:08.585+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>Phil Li's 18th + Car Hide&amp;Seek !</title><content type='html'>Do I love my friends or..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/aa8cfac7.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/735cb0f1.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/3c41effa.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/e4b414b3.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/85d81ab1.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/3dd0b0c2.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also played Car Hide&amp;Seek.. ..And I feel like this is proof I clearly belong in Amiejay's car (I think he's just good). Anyway, gotta get back into Hamlet (which is fascinating! I'm so enjoying finding and reading notes on it by myself. Brilliant text. Shakespeare, you boss), talk soon! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Eight&lt;/strike&gt; TEN. LOL WHO THE FUCK TOLD ME EIGHT!? (SUNNY!?) days till the HSC &gt; &lt;"&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. For anyone who wondered/noticed.. Yes, that is a chopstick in my hair. Good on Amiejays for pulling a completely different face in every pic, and I love Terry in the last one. ROFL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-6588760723508470434?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/6588760723508470434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=6588760723508470434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6588760723508470434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6588760723508470434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/phil-lis-18th-car-hide.html' title='Phil Li&apos;s 18th + Car Hide&amp;Seek !'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-8510205866032487441</id><published>2011-10-08T00:14:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T00:17:36.716+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/jesthh/q/246622708446529172"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; made me laugh haha. So much incentive to lose weight now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-8510205866032487441?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/8510205866032487441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=8510205866032487441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8510205866032487441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8510205866032487441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-made-me-laugh-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-1755224179465274632</id><published>2011-10-07T22:01:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T00:22:40.649+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='argh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Boy I need you right now</title><content type='html'>^ Lyric up there is from Diddy's &lt;i&gt;Your Love&lt;/i&gt;. Too bad the lyrics are so dirty I can't post the line after that ;_;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I hung out with half of the SAC kids to structure our responses :) Even though it was a relatively short time, it was still pretty productive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/fb0503c4.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/8f5fea5c.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohai, can I haz babes please ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/d2896845.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/6b5f0b0d.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit.. There is definitely an excess of food photos on my blog lately, but WHATEVER, I AINT EVEN MAD! Food is so beautiful, it definitely needs to be appreciated. (Lol unless you go to Maddies cafe in Westfield for some fucked up reason. Their food is actually lolworthy. Of course, I wasn't loling when I had to spend near $19 of spagbol I didn't even eat half of. I don't even think I ate a good quarter of it. Everything was shit about it - presentation, taste - even the type of noodle they used were disgusting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I ended up going (back) to the library at 7pm (did a lot of random aimless stupid shit today including attempting waiting for Terry to finish tutor .. WHY - WHY DID I EVEN CONSIDER DOING THAT WTF?) We went to eat Kagaya and of course I had to take photos of the food (everyone is getting annoyed [with good reason]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/6de50572.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philli's Sashimi Boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/7205b2a4.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/57ec92aa.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terryaki chicken AAAAHAAA GET IT.. I had a good chuckle to myself when I thought of that =__=. And the massive beast tempura dish he thought he'd get as well. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/91ea0a85.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengay's Teppanyaki Udon. Good choice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/da51bdd0.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My green tea noodles and tempura that comes with it. So, funny story, because I had eaten a bit at home beforehand, I knew I was going to end up takeawaying something that night when I went to eat with d4 b01z (lulz). And it's just my luck that the waiters and waitresses at Kagaya don't do half the shit I fucking ask for - how difficult can getting me ice water be?? So I seemed extra annoying that night because I had to keep 'bugging' them for the thing I had ALREADY asked for straight off in the beginning. I didn't want to keep d4 b01z too long, right, so I asked to get the icecream as takeaway.. Everyone was confused as to why I would do that but, I mean, &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; didn't think it was a big deal :(. Turns out that the fucking waitress - the one who had the ANNOYING Chinese accent - thought I was weird too, so Terry said to just eat it there. Anyway, the red bean icecream turned out to be really yummy and worth the price (failed to take a photo of it, oh well) and then after we were done with it I still had heaps of my noodle left, so I obviously asked to takeaway it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fucking rude sonofabitch waitress gives me a MASSIVE look and goes "takeaway DIIISSSS??" and I just looked at her and said "What's wrong with that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE JUST SAYS "takeaway DIIISSS?!" again. I don't blame her, I bet her vocabulary was limited anyway. And I'm just like ".....fine, whatever" and she walks off with this LOOK on her face that just made me glare at her until she disappeared from my fucking sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never ever ever EVER encountered a rude fucking waitress like that. First of all, I am the customer, and just because I'm younger than you doesn't excuse the fact that for RIGHT NOW, you are WORKING for ME, you are SERVING ME (this applies for every other customer too obv). Not only that, but she DARES to give me a RUDE expression and CONTEMPTFULLY QUESTION my choice. To &lt;i&gt;takeaway food&lt;/i&gt;. Oh wow!! There's a shocker!! What an unusual question to ask in a RESTAURANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously dumb bitch I will punch you in the face. I am so sick of Asian fucking cultures, especially the staff at Asian restaurants who actually dare look like they &lt;i&gt;do not want to be there&lt;/i&gt;. On the one hand, if your boss is treating you terribly, yes you have an excuse - you're not happy working there. But their manager or boss(ette?) or whatever is so lovely, I can't see her treating her employees terribly.. Anyway. If I'm going to eat at a restaurant I'm not PAYING for people to stomp the fuck around with grumpy expressions and ask me ridiculously irrational questions. If I'm eating somewhere, I trust that they will have enough self respect for themselves and the business they work for to do the best job they can. Even if we take this entirely materialistically, their objective is to make money, yes? The fuck you gonna make money if you don't consider every single aspect of your BUSINESS? Who is going to WANT to come back and eat your food (unless your prices are very low, in which case you won't make much money anyway)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't call me racist if it's towards my own culture (can you? Haha), but I find that this problem really resides with Asian diners. The reason I ALWAYS look forward to going to PA - yes, they're Caucasian - is because I know I can trust they deliver good food every time, that their service is impeccable, that I'll have a great time there. Even the decor pleases me. Every single element - ESPECIALLY when it comes to eating, because dining, I feel, is such a social event now - counts. I even remember casually talking to my dad about it - the Asian mindframe, when they do a job, seems to be 'if it's done, then good enough'. But Western/European/any other culture, really, is ridiculously different - not only will they do a &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; job, but they will pursue excellence with what they do. This is why I've recently become obsessed with anything Greek - everything about it seems beautiful to me! Their food, the country itself, the people (hello, George [don't let him see this {I am actually screwed - loljk, he knows I froth over his eyes on a regular basis}]), the way they raise their children. To &lt;i&gt;expect excellence&lt;/i&gt; as opposed to MARKS. Now that I'm older, I really wish my father had more of a hand in raising me in my childhood; it was mostly mum, and mum let me do anything I wanted. I see how this has really poisoned my character now.. I am every bit a spoilt, childish brat, and hypocritical too, by the looks of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, this is the result of getting tutored by John X watching too much Gordon Ramsey XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm, tell me your thoughts. I hope you guys don't feel I'm going overboard with this but it really puts me off entirely when people don't really think about what they're really representing when they're at work. Just respect down in general, know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys had a great day! STUDY HARD. I know I need to X_X&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;/edit&lt;/b&gt; K so my babe Ayu has something to say also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;So I just read your blog post, and just wanted to say... THAT LADY AT KAGAYA OMG. She is actually the worst waitress in the world. Once, me and someone else (I can't remember who) ordered something there and she was like, "how about you take the (insert completely different thing here) instead?" "uh...why?" "someone ordered it and cancelled but we already made it" Um... how about we pay you to cook us what we ask for? Seriously, I'm surprised she still works there. The boss came up to apologise on her behalf. She didn't even suggest it nicely.&lt;/blockquote&gt; :|.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-1755224179465274632?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/1755224179465274632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=1755224179465274632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1755224179465274632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1755224179465274632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/boy-i-need-you-right-now.html' title='Boy I need you right now'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-805551881983246184</id><published>2011-10-06T22:58:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:39:31.187+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tutor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='qq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='argh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fml'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;frightened&lt;/strike&gt; anxious, worried, unbelieving, moody, bloated, a little unhappy, mournful, and missing everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/692fc774.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Greek Salad I never finished today at PA :'(. I miss Shelley, Josh, Aaron, Jessie, Alice, Haowei - Haowei, come back! &amp;hearts; &amp;mdash; and &lt;i&gt;John&lt;/i&gt;. What do I say to the man who woke me up to the world? How do I thank the man who made me who I REALLY am today? Who filled my head with thoughts, who &lt;i&gt;matured&lt;/i&gt; me, who helped me shape my ideas? Who saw something in me when I saw nothing in myself? How can I thank the man who has &lt;i&gt;raised&lt;/i&gt; me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Fucking feels like I'm graduating again.&lt;/strike&gt; It's worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-805551881983246184?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/805551881983246184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=805551881983246184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/805551881983246184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/805551881983246184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-am.html' title='I am'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2004713683034147789</id><published>2011-10-05T21:42:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T21:46:35.176+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>Two of a Kind</title><content type='html'>So Wangays and Terry were talking up Big Bang Theory which I have yet to watch, and Terry said that it wasn't a good time to start getting into a TV series..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..So instead, I ended up getting into a DIFFERENT ONE.. Does anyone remember MKA's TV series, Two of a Kind?! When they were 12?! LOL yeah IT'S SO FUNNY!!! And there is an entire youtube channel dedicated to the episodes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/10900000/Two-of-A-Kind-mary-kate-and-ashley-olsen-10950430-640-480.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ORLY!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yarly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://hobos2.tripod.com/amkoi01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2004713683034147789?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2004713683034147789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2004713683034147789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2004713683034147789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2004713683034147789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/two-of-kind.html' title='Two of a Kind'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-3214391573718995950</id><published>2011-10-04T12:46:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T19:20:09.088+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>Wangays is over atm! ♥</title><content type='html'>He's wearing Qin's sunnies HAHAHAHA fucking qt3.1415. We're going to eat at 3rd Rock later!! I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO GO THERE! :D. Terry's driving of course haha. Part of me is saying that we're wasting time going around to eat and stuff but it's hard to resist hehehehe I love cafe food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the point of this post is to say how excited I actually am to spend time with Terry after HSC!! ^_^ Out of Wangays and Kim, I think I spend the least time with him which sucks because he's fucking awesome. Here is some obligatory photospam :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/301688_10150321486308697_650923696_8008253_1656361060_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/305159_10150294055161493_523411492_8149884_903796497_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/296690_10150316629033830_760183829_7768042_1364977124_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/305496_10150315251738830_760183829_7761944_1626174526_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/307548_10150315234188830_760183829_7761785_363234047_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have to stop ignoring Wangays now (by blogging) and talk to him (he's still wearing Q's sunnies and playing with my dad's pingpong bats)&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-3214391573718995950?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/3214391573718995950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=3214391573718995950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3214391573718995950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/3214391573718995950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/wangays-is-over-atm.html' title='Wangays is over atm! ♥'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-8606778319654678150</id><published>2011-10-03T21:42:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T21:51:31.427+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Sucker for you</title><content type='html'>And by you, I mean food :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very confusing and frustrating morning in regards to going to UTS library, but I pulled through. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/f6703cc6.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow hiding from the (iPhone) camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/6bcfe2cc.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/db6eb33e.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to eat at Pancakes at the Rocks &amp;hearts; We had other food too, of course (those pics will come later methinks) but here are our pancakes that we literally demolished in under five minutes, or something. OMNOMNOM! (Left: Bananarama [the yellow sauce is butterscotch :9]. Right: Devil's Delight [my favourite combo, chocolate and strawberries!])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Darling Harbour is GORGEOUS now! Oh my goodness!!&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-8606778319654678150?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/8606778319654678150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=8606778319654678150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8606778319654678150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8606778319654678150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/sucker-for-you.html' title='Sucker for you'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-8838689534814224536</id><published>2011-10-03T02:19:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T02:34:23.083+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instagram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>Too much of nothing at all</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/6d45247d.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/cf4bdfc7.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me grabbing a cup of Evia Yoghurt and me doing a Pore-Refining mask today. It's 2:20 but I'm not really tired at all - and I shouldn't be, I've done no real study today at all :'(. I hope tomorrow makes up for it! 14 days til HSC begins. &lt;i&gt;Joy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instagram update! Hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/01/4ad80ecb3c1b458889681f33d4230d1a_7.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurrah!! I found my cross earrings and bought some other ones too :D!! I hope S. Grant gets them too heheheheehe that wud be kewt :3. Aren't my bow ones pretty!! I've yet to try them on - I know what hoops look like, I bought a new pair because my old ones from year 10 rusted (ugh); I know what crosses look like (I'm wearing the little pair right now); I know what round studs look like because I wore these big chrome ugly ones for &lt;i&gt;ages&lt;/i&gt;, don't know why, they were disgusting - but I dunno what these bow ones look like haha. I want to wear them when I'm in a dress or something because they're so feminine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://distillery.s3.amazonaws.com/media/2011/09/27/03b4f3701fda4c6f9db71119bef54035_7.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/09/30/6fcdb55cd281488b826f52ec6fdf3469_7.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also been cooking a helluva lot of pasta lately @_@. Left is Bolognaise and right is Carbonara :). Tonight I made mash potato and I chucked in all this cheese and it was &lt;i&gt;heavenly&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you haven't seen it yet - my new bag!!!!!!!!! From Colette (which opened fairly recently in place of The Body Shop. It's a shame, I liked that place even though I didn't buy much there): $54.95 or something, it MATCHES MY WALLET AND I REALISED AFTER I BOUGHT IT BUT IT WAS SUCH A HAPPY REALISATION HAHA. 8D (My wallet was $9 and is a brand called 'Ruby &amp; Kit' which I also purchased at Equip. Dayum their stuff is nb. LOL) The big white thing is my macbook, which it fits, which is the reason I bought it in the first place. It's perfect!!!! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://distillery.s3.amazonaws.com/media/2011/09/25/a0c4963d585f407cb088876ab5f1add2_7.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love, and happy studying, my munchkins! &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;strike&gt;I suddenly realised that never again would I add another entry to the tag '&lt;a href="http://www.jesth.blogspot.com/search/label/school"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt;' :|.&lt;/strike&gt; Nvm. I'll make sure I make a post during HSC ;)&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Been watching a fuckload of To Catch a Predator on Youtube tonight HOLY FUCK THAT SHIT IS FREAKY.. And especially when they pursue the decoy oh my fk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-8838689534814224536?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/8838689534814224536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=8838689534814224536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8838689534814224536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8838689534814224536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/too-much-of-nothing-at-all.html' title='Too much of nothing at all'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-8641070286894674268</id><published>2011-10-01T20:48:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T20:56:47.552+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Ate with Mama Yunz tonight!</title><content type='html'>We went to Manmaruya and oh my goodness their Beef Tataki is magnifico. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/9416ed79.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our food came really quickly! Which is a good thing I suppose, but surprising all the same, usually it takes Manmo a little while to get the food out, and considering I ordered four dishes, that's pretty fooking good yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/da7d6cf4.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teriyaki Chicken Salad :3. Which isn't on the menu hehe you have to order it yourself hehe :3 #clearlyafrequentManmaruyacustomer Also, in the corner of the pic you see an aburi salmon nigiri :D I didn't bother taking a pic of that because I get that every single time XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/905527d5.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempura Camembert Cheese! This is really yummy but it's so fucking flavoursome that you shouldn't get it if you already have relatively salty dishes / less than 3 people or something @_@. Sooo righ dargh couldn't have more than 1 piece..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/d9ee030e.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gyoza. Ohai can I haz dumplings plz?!?!!? &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe that's all for now :D. I have to study *sigh* I have maths tutor tomorrow, creying!! AND I'M SO FUCKING PUMPED FOR DAYLIGHT SAVING. I FUCKING LOVE DAYLIGHT SAVING!!!!!! LONGER DAYS! YESSSSSSSSSS! 8D. Loljk I'm a HSC student. Much love!!!! &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-8641070286894674268?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/8641070286894674268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=8641070286894674268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8641070286894674268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/8641070286894674268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/ate-with-mama-yunz-tonight.html' title='Ate with Mama Yunz tonight!'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-4834091650038592980</id><published>2011-10-01T02:01:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T02:08:51.037+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnitepost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>Sometimes,</title><content type='html'>We are defined by what we are not. For example, I'm not a boy; I'm not legally an adult yet; I haven't yet seen Star Wars or Lord of the Rings; I don't have one earring as I lost it at F2F and I've just been alternating it since, so it doesn't close up or something annoying like that. And then there are things like I'm not skinny, I'm not totally well health-wise (I'm a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; sick), I don't get good grades, I'm not an only child, yet at the same time I'm not NOT an only child, I'm not in love, and I'm not &lt;i&gt;un&lt;/i&gt;happy, but that doesn't make me ecstatic either, I'm just nice and mellow right now :). And the fact that these are all subject to change. I could easily fall in love in a few months, I could get depressed, I could lose a shitload of weight and study like fuck and I'd be skinny AND get good grades AND be in love AND ..be depressed?!?!!? LOL, midnight ramblings haha. (Kay it's 2:06AM, I'd say a little loopier than midnight [which is positively early for a HSC student]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't life interesting XD. Goodnight motherfuckers! LOL Thankyou for reading my blog. ^_^&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-4834091650038592980?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/4834091650038592980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=4834091650038592980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4834091650038592980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/4834091650038592980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/10/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes,'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-6992053032109306958</id><published>2011-09-29T22:54:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T20:59:08.380+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>OHAI,</title><content type='html'>CAN I HAZ PA WITH MY FRIENDS, KOG LIBRARY WITH MY FRIENDS, &lt;b&gt;CAR-HIDE-AND-SEEK&lt;/b&gt; WITH MY FRIENDS (fucking won that bitchass. Fuck yeah. Qin's lil "Loser has to do a reasonable dare" backfired.. I KNEW THAT ME AND JAMIE &lt;u&gt;COULD NOT LOSE&lt;/u&gt;, KNEW &lt;i&gt;EXACTLY&lt;/i&gt; WHAT THEY FKN HAD IN MIND FOR US GLAJHLGJKGHGLK. Still, such an epic fun time :D.), BUMP INTO GARDOLL AND GEORGE (guess who gave him another running hug?) :D, GO TO THE PARK AND BE RANDOM AND CRAZY AND LOUD AND CLIMB TREES (I swear to god boys are like monkeys in their past life what da fuqqqqq).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN I HAZ GOOD FRIENDS ♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAN I HAZ PHOTOS?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/58a1b5ea.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/3615c650.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Left&lt;/b&gt; is Willow's Pancakes which look absolutely divine but he wasn't happy with it wtf! I love PA food, how can he say that. &lt;b&gt;Right&lt;/b&gt; is my Chicken Melt :D. Omnomnom! (Except the salad wasn't made freshly, but meh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/6d7b7f78.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just for good measure, here is Belle's Mushroom Bruschetta from PA also :) The day we graduated haha. Doesn't it look gorgeous! And I don't even like mushroom!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/a6c66cb4.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/3cf3ace6.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hilarious Dope-Jee Kim and Tjoean at Kog Libz :D. FUCKING LOL AT TJOEAN AND LYNN WHY ARE THEY SO CUTE AND DOPEY OMG HAHAHAHAHAHAAH SO MUCH LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/d1608e16.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/bdc39504.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From two days ago. Sunny clearly loves me a lot. Also Nat is some sort of super-cutie ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And backtracking even further:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/70b4f329.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J DALTON'S BIRTHDAY! How cute, his mother brought a cake! To TUTOR! Omfg cute points +100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/80a8ecac.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/f257dc2a.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful Shelley Jiang. I apologise if I haven't mentioned her before, but she is one of the smartest, most intelligent and funnest individuals I have ever had the &lt;i&gt;blessing&lt;/i&gt; to meet. I love her intensely. And immensely. Immensely intensely :) #notmakingsenseanymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she goes to John's. Street cred +1000 FUARRRKK! (No but seriously her brother graduated from Harvard recently. Nuff said?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/37ffc702.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGG SUPER CONVINCED ALICE LOOKS LIKE &lt;a href="http://www.tanyaaas.blogspot.com/"&gt;TANYA&lt;/a&gt; HERE AAAAAH WAIT LET ME FIND A PIC HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yYkEBNQiRRc/TmTBvVTLIYI/AAAAAAAAEsg/CogcAVELRpo/s1600/DSC_1762.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1zwIHk2YZFc/Tl0AD8oPnmI/AAAAAAAAEoY/llckdlftzAs/s1600/DSC_1749.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VjJy5QqlrRA/Tl0K1y9T27I/AAAAAAAAEp4/ZxCtdKv1lDc/s1600/Tanya1.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omo she's so cute :3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/29c07dc8.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/568bafd2.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I love how Lynn looks in these pics &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/03338761.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayu hovering in the background and I'm digging my hair here (H)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. Okay!! Love you guys :D Kinda helping Anna apply for UAC now, I did mine in time even with laggy-ass pages and whatnot. THOSE WHO HAVEN'T APPLIED, FEAR NOT, I THINK THAT YOU STILL HAVE ANOTHER DAY ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-6992053032109306958?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/6992053032109306958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=6992053032109306958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6992053032109306958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6992053032109306958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/09/ohai.html' title='OHAI,'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yYkEBNQiRRc/TmTBvVTLIYI/AAAAAAAAEsg/CogcAVELRpo/s72-c/DSC_1762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-6725014119963719978</id><published>2011-09-27T21:46:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T23:08:17.246+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are my favourite distraction&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;please never stop being as funny and as incredibly charismatic and boisterous as you are. you're just such a great person and i know you're probs thinking that this is only being brought on because of graduation (and you'd be correct), but i genuinely think it because you're such an incredibly great influence on everyone and you make everyone smile whenever you're around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; My darling darling Brendan Cain. I will have a little reserved spot for you in my heart and you will never, ever ever leave me. The most brilliant, brilliant things about friends is that knowing that they're there makes you feel safe in the world, that they will love you regardless, that no matter what happened they would remain there. So long as they exist, so do you. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-6725014119963719978?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/6725014119963719978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=6725014119963719978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6725014119963719978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6725014119963719978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_27.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-6305658667100777062</id><published>2011-09-25T21:08:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T21:19:39.483+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year 12 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='qq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>and the heartache goes on</title><content type='html'>Graduating feels like I'm breaking up with 150 people at the same time. All the symptoms are there; missing them, wishing you could wind back time, wishing you could treasure it more, feeling like there's a big gaping hole only they can fill.. Even wanting them in your arms as retarded as that sounds. I want a focking hug and I never want to let go wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's definitely hitting me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Apparently Mr. O is inviting the entire grade to his wedding on the 6th of January. I wouldn't miss it for the world!!!!!!!!!!!! I mean, at least I hope I don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-6305658667100777062?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/6305658667100777062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=6305658667100777062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6305658667100777062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6305658667100777062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/09/heartache-goes-on.html' title='and the heartache goes on'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-170542988673304230</id><published>2011-09-25T18:52:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T19:59:48.455+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year 12 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>I know I'm gonna see you again</title><content type='html'>Romance-wise, things are coming along (I think). Still slowly, though. DARGH! Here are some photos of what's been going on lately ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;From our last Thursday at school&lt;/b&gt; :) I love my girls!! &amp;hearts;. THE FUCK IS THAT SHIT THOUGH.. OMFG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/313464_10150321395193697_650923696_8007416_1370434876_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/321620_10150321395373697_650923696_8007418_825341398_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Jamberoo!&lt;/b&gt; Went on so few rides, but it was fun anyway &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/302937_10150294020656493_523411492_8149814_1273339333_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/298871_10150294022786493_523411492_8149832_1436151359_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/304868_10150320549968697_650923696_8001720_97701963_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Graduation Day &amp; Dinner&lt;/b&gt;. Yeah.. Dargh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/296743_10150320455398697_650923696_8000993_527594582_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/320508_10150317878008697_650923696_7986313_1155794140_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/305274_10150321395028697_650923696_8007414_967376206_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/298270_10150320515833697_650923696_8001509_1160529874_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/318936_10150320515358697_650923696_8001508_363068840_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/298565_10150320489328697_650923696_8001284_737432764_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/302642_10150320514433697_650923696_8001497_556657229_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/302279_10150317880468697_650923696_7986323_683399534_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/302293_10150317884888697_650923696_7986326_649254371_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/319036_10150320489658697_650923696_8001285_2065877602_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/298311_10150321486558697_650923696_8008256_1736383810_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/292840_10150321469738697_650923696_8008033_1998683158_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/307394_10150297509686493_523411492_8165668_474666645_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/318805_10150297509721493_523411492_8165669_1220309302_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/320052_10150321487748697_650923696_8008282_1614854620_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/294225_10150321394778697_650923696_8007407_1387998806_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/321650_10150321394523697_650923696_8007404_1707184194_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/318412_10150321485598697_650923696_8008243_862483032_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to New York Patisserie to eat sweet things :) Following photos are from Grad Dinner &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/301173_10150321436193697_650923696_8007722_1468857885_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/316764_10150321436528697_650923696_8007724_1470007900_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;The craziest and most bizarre Friday of my life!&lt;/b&gt; Dolls Point until there was suddenly random, harsh gusts of wind where the sand was literally lifted up and hit us on the leg fucken ow. LOL when everyone was packing up their shiet I went and pulled my board shorts off and put my black shiny tights on haha.. We all decided to meet up at my place later (my place. So efficient. So convenient) and Q and I showered and we went to F2F (super late!!) where overdressed me decided to borrow Steph B's swimming cossies and chill in the pool.. ..Resulting in me having to eat at Brighton later on with no panties and a wet bra. When I went to blowdry my boobs, one of the girls working at the Thai place came in.. Lucky she was super nice &gt; &lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest is history. I can say, though, that fkn Amiejays saw some cops at Kogarah, decided to DETOUR, GOT LOST AND THEN SPENT 10 MINS GETTING US BACK ON THE ROAD WHERE IT COULD HAVE TAKEN US 2 MINUTES LFJAGILAKFJLHGJK. #PARANOIDJAMIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/298643_10150321444188697_650923696_8007768_187041724_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/311506_10150321434233697_650923696_8007708_890322888_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/305195_10150297540576493_523411492_8165809_1829361298_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/313741_10150297541126493_523411492_8165816_346165125_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/318767_10150297541386493_523411492_8165820_1828563003_n.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awkward moment when your two best friends should go make babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/297361_2116035142660_1299154162_32065814_2128817587_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/310874_2116040662798_1299154162_32065837_845150961_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/302429_2116045262913_1299154162_32065858_1085944260_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped by school to take one last photo :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/299842_10150321455383697_650923696_8007841_2082790138_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sunny, take a photo with me ^.^!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/310459_10150321455198697_650923696_8007840_835655078_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aw, sorry Jess, I'll take it with you~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/299246_10150321455073697_650923696_8007839_1036498795_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to beach to play with sparklers.. AND WE DECIDED TO DRAW "YR 12 2011"! AAAHHH &amp;hearts;. Too bad it's probably photoshopped because we kept messing up/running out of sparklers LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/319925_10150320550418697_650923696_8001724_821102689_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/308254_10150326396188830_760183829_7817563_1363957933_n.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG DON'T THINK MY BLOG CAN HANDLE ANY MORE PHOTOS. LOL! LOVE :) &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-170542988673304230?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/170542988673304230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=170542988673304230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/170542988673304230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/170542988673304230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-know-im-gonna-see-you-again.html' title='I know I&apos;m gonna see you again'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-1259289898218269511</id><published>2011-09-25T10:24:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:01:11.123+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year 12 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='argh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>too soon</title><content type='html'>For days, I had been telling everyone that I had to :make some poignant post about graduating". And I've been putting it off. Because I still don't know what the fuck to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that the people I will miss the most are my white kids.. But only because I KNOW I'm still going to hang out with my Asian buddies. It's the math lessons that I will miss the most.. Staring competitions with Mason, putting my leg on his thigh and having him try to wrestle my shoe off only to get his hand dirty ..and then wipe it on my (stockinged) leg, rubbing Rick's shoulder then stopping when he simply did the same thing back to me, and Tom. Oh my god Tom. Bumping into him at Fitnes First Miranda and running away til now - he was the only one I wanted always with me at F2F. The other guys; Kyle's head scratches, Julio's hilarity in general haha. The girls as well, although I wonder if I will miss their random attempts to feel my boobs wtf. At least now I know they're somewhat satiated knowing my bra size heh (in year 8? 9? I told them I would tell them my bra size after Graduation. Aaaaaaaand I posted it on facebook har har. Fabulous). I feel like I have just started getting close with people and I sort of feel like I've been cheated of my time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, I don't really know what to say in this blog post. Is it painful to read? Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I'm usually so full of words. But I think it's still too soon after Graduation for me to say how it feels. Because on one hand, it doesn't feel &lt;i&gt;final&lt;/i&gt;. On the other hand, there's the fucking pain of knowing I am never going to see these kids again, never going to see them &lt;u&gt;as kids&lt;/u&gt; again, never going to hang out with them in the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never going to hear yells of "YUNNERZ!!" in the corridor, never going to hear Josh blow me kisses and say "dat mouf", never going to annoy George for his attention. George's hugs. The hug he gave me at graduation and oh my god I do believe I'm tearing up. The first time he gave me a runner hug was fucking wonderful enough - and I'm going to sickeningly describe the details for you now because - &lt;i&gt;argh&lt;/i&gt;. Brendan and Anika had driven me to school one morning because we had English and George was randomly at the gate. I was already deciding to give him an epic hug, and when I rushed towards him, I threw down my bag, my laptop and literally ran and jumped onto him, and he spun me around and put me down. At graduation, we were literally preparing for that kind of hug and I was CRYING so it was like the first hug, but intensified at least ten times. He spun me around for ages, laughed at me crying on his shoulder. We took a polaroid together - I took a lot of polaroids the day we graduated - and I am going to treasure them and i swear to god I would be buried with them if I could (creepy, huh?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Brendan. There were times I honestly felt that he had a quality in him that I would want in my soulmate. Brendan was the kind of person whose presence alone would be enough to make me very happy. I'm not sad about leaving Brendan for some reason, because I think Brendan will always be with me. &lt;small&gt;I guess I'm just afraid the white guyz will forget me, which will suck, since I like them so much. D: (LOL blog = an introspective look into the psychology of Jessica Yun)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is much more personal than other posts. I have more fucking feelings than usual, hahaha. And the idea of graduating had been something that I had been mentally and emotionally avoiding for a long time.. I didn't want to think about it, didn't want to face up to it. So now I have moments where it hits me, other moments where I think my brain deliberately puts it out of my mind so it doesn't cause me pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. I feel like for me, graduating from High School feels like I'm losing part of my identity - sort of. The Yunnerz part. I'll always be Yunnerz to my high school chums (rofl) but .. I dunno. I &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; being liked for my randomass comments and my annoying tendency to take photos all the time. I liked knowing people liked me just for being me. So now that we've graduated, I feel like that Yunnerz part of myself is going to go away, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really hard to explain. I apologise if this post is super confusing and convoluted to read, but I feel like it's raw and reflects my emotional state about this right now, which is why I'm posting it up anyway XD. I'm not afraid to look like an idiot in front of you guys (I've probably done way more embarrassing things).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'll miss everyone - I want to avoid the typical 'you've grown up with me and made me the person and I am' cliches. They're all a given.. In the beginning, high school is what pulled us together.. Now it's the very reason we don't want to be wrenched apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that I've tried to enjoy my time at high school every single day. Knowing me and my personality - always wanting a good time (trroollllololol) - I would have ALWAYS seized opportunities to have fun, so I feel a little more secure in that. Still. I'm kind of worried at my inability to recall much from my younger years at high school so I'm going to watch the DVDs Mr O (&amp;hearts;) put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much, much much much much much love. Always love for you guys. DON'T LEAVE ME!&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-1259289898218269511?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/1259289898218269511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=1259289898218269511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1259289898218269511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/1259289898218269511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/09/too-soon.html' title='too soon'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-7148061352597578278</id><published>2011-09-23T00:04:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T00:07:10.780+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omgd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year 12 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont mind me'/><title type='text'>don't ever ever leave me</title><content type='html'>Epic post coming soon. For now, &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/Tsikkid/q/241119230164993937"&gt;here is an example&lt;/a&gt; of the miraculous love that ridiculously wonderful people show me. Every day (when you're walking down the street? [Haha had to be done]) I wonder how I got the people I love to love me. It's a two-way thing, I guess. They make me feel successful - like I'm a living, breathing example that you can be loved just by being who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-7148061352597578278?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/7148061352597578278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=7148061352597578278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7148061352597578278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/7148061352597578278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-ever-ever-leave-me.html' title='don&apos;t ever ever leave me'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-2207150801802549758</id><published>2011-09-22T00:52:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T00:54:57.190+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year 12 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='qq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mydae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='argh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>I'm graduating in about eight hours.</title><content type='html'>Even though I make the most of every day - because that is my intrinsic personality, to have as much fun as I possibly can - I feel like I've cheated myself. Like I should have treasured my time with the grade longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be an absolute &lt;i&gt;wreck&lt;/i&gt; at Graduation Assembly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Jamberoo was good, but I'm all achy now, and Wangays is still unwell. Get better baby &amp;hearts;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-2207150801802549758?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/2207150801802549758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=2207150801802549758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2207150801802549758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/2207150801802549758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-graduating-in-about-eight-hours.html' title='I&apos;m graduating in about eight hours.'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-6797102908587979599</id><published>2011-09-20T20:31:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T21:03:01.294+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year 12 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>SO MUCH PHOTODIARYING</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;FUCK YEAH TRANNY TUESDAY LOL&lt;/b&gt; &amp;hearts; Jamie wanted to get stockings in the morning so we missed the first hour of first period harh. ^_^" I also had to get some photos done, but check out the stockings .. (It was too bad he didn't get suspenders.) Hover over for caption guyth :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/ba901067.jpg" width="300" title="The stockings I had to help Amiejays buy BAHAH. Adorable -snicker-"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/21938dfc.jpg" width="300" title="In le car :) :). Look so fresh in the morning rarr!! Wish I could look like this all the time LOL!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/21d1b8a2.jpg" width="600" title="Amiejay's mum was an Olympic tabletennis player.. So Amiejays is really good too :) :) Look at all her awards!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/5a4c70b3.jpg" width="300" title="My beautiful Omtayz Adlayz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/3348bd5a.jpg" width="300" title="LOL ♥"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/97895b3d.jpg" width="300" title="B &amp; I. I can't not hug him when I see him, it's some sort of condition.. THAT I NEVER WANA BE CURED OF!!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/04eabf59.jpg" width="300" title="With Lindsay the girl hehe. Man I actually kinda look like a boy with my hair bun'd back LOL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/149f6585.jpg" width="300" title="Cutest fkn polaroid y/n"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/d0ceee05.jpg" width="300" title="Being prettied up by s'grant :)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayyy I should take some time here to pause and tell you guyth about the fuckery that I got myself in LOL. So at the BBQ and everything me, Tom, George and Steph Grant I think were chilling and I told Tom that the kissmark Julio gave him had to be freshened, since, you know, IT WAS FADING RIGHT?! AND ARGH I SHOULDN'T HAVE SAID THAT BECAUSE TOM WAS LIKE "NOW YOU'RE JUST BEING A TEASE" AND GEORGE WAS ALL "YOU CAN'T SAY THAT AND NOT KISS HIM NOW" AND I WAS LIKE NNNNOOOO I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT THEN HANNAH CAME AND THEY HAD TO EXPLAIN IT TO HER AND THEY MADE IT SOUND SO SUGGESTIVE AND I DON'T EVEN REMEMBER ANYMORE LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh my god the guys are so disturbing in dresses fuck my life. DON'T EVEN WANT TO THINK OF THE PIC WANGAYS TOOK OF TOM'S FUCKING ASS (!!!!!!!!) AND SEND IT TO JEREMY DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH (who was already being suggestive because he texted me 'waddup' when I was going to Bras &amp; Things with Amiejays ugh. PERFECT LOL. My life is seriously just made up of bored males sexually harassing me for the lulz. [It's okay, they actually like me so I don't mind that much]) BUT ANYWAYS. Glad my Asian friends are sane. LOL (?_?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/622b1a06.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ABSOLUTE BRILLIANCE!&lt;/b&gt; Because Muckup Day was sort of fucked over by the teachers who went and removed all the gladrap Amiejays (&amp;co?) did before anyone could see/appreciate it, I think someone went and gladwrapped Rodney's car bahahah! ERPIC XD. Thank fuck for iPhones, whipped that shit out and took a pic (I knew my DSLR would run out of batts :'( eih).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the finale : GIRL JESS &amp; BOY JESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/41cfdf11.jpg" width="300" title="Taken at Amiejays' house (!!!!) OH MY GOODNESS IT LOOKS THE SAME :'))."&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/3227a356.jpg" width="300" title="Pretty much spent the entire day like this LOL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I've missed this for six whole years!! Fuark!! BOY CLOTHES ARE SO COMFY - and the guys think the skirts are so breezy LOL!! We should just swap forever. |: ..OH WAIT A MINUTE HARH NO LEGIT SCHOOL LEFT =_=""!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamberoo tomorrow and I could not be more excited. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-6797102908587979599?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/6797102908587979599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=6797102908587979599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6797102908587979599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/6797102908587979599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-much-photodiarying.html' title='SO MUCH PHOTODIARYING'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28922151.post-631021582525398352</id><published>2011-09-18T17:52:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T18:16:40.697+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST I EVER HAD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year 12 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>with the strength of our love,</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;We can go nowhere but Up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, suspicious song title that appears to carry more meaning than it really does (I assure you it's just stuck in my head..). Anyway, I got challenged (not really, it was more of a casual suggestion) by him to lose 500 calories on the treadmill in two chunks .. AND I DID. Holy fuck me I'm so surprised I can still walk wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/3a6703db.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texting Tom in the car to gym..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Me: *gets text and laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Terry: Who you texting?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tom bahaha *tells Terry &amp; Wangays the random shit Tom says*&lt;br /&gt;Terry: Haha, do the white guys like you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nah, I'm sort of like their little Asian toy&lt;br /&gt;All of us: ..|:&lt;br /&gt;Me: That came out wrong. You know what I mean&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/ff1cb095.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/aa498eee.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting with him at his bus stop for his bus to arrive (nah bro we were waiting for his horse and carriage to come). I SENT THE ONE ON THE RIGHT TO LYNN FOR HER TO FROTH BAHAHAHA &amp;hearts; Wangays is such a cutie! Don't know why he doesn't like these pics wtf!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/4aa29551.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/589aa767.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h457/jesthh/1fa14f37.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics from random photo day/karaoke day. The last pic there is to show how fooking short I am, Jamie uses my head as an armrest.. #foreverlookingupatpeople&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c35/qin_O/130911/SAM_0258.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset shot from the same day Willow was trying to climb the tree :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends. I can't wait for tomorrow ;D. &amp;hearts;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ekevm9.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28922151-631021582525398352?l=jesth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/feeds/631021582525398352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28922151&amp;postID=631021582525398352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/631021582525398352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28922151/posts/default/631021582525398352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesth.blogspot.com/2011/09/with-strength-of-our-love.html' title='with the strength of our love,'/><author><name>jesthh(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14896184411075005131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sEgSAKsL4U/TsPHM3tpc6I/AAAAAAAABNs/a378ZQuMuUQ/s220/we%2Bcan%2Bget%2Bcloser.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c35/qin_O/130911/th_SAM_0258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
