<?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-32369261</id><updated>2011-09-29T06:08:18.480+10:00</updated><category term='facebook'/><category term='luxury'/><category term='pc'/><category term='education'/><category term='raffles'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='funny'/><category term='hotel'/><category term='apple'/><category term='interesting'/><category term='death'/><category term='ads'/><category term='musashi'/><category term='tourism'/><category term='music'/><category term='thai life insurance'/><category term='indulgence'/><category term='jakarta'/><category term='iphone'/><category term='blackberry'/><category term='dessert'/><category term='doggy'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='celebrity'/><category term='mac'/><category term='myspace'/><category term='confusion'/><title type='text'>Fragments of My Emotions</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-2691283138956840747</id><published>2010-12-31T20:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T20:58:23.452+11:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year 2011</title><summary type='text'>My year began with the lost of the love of my life.

It was the most heartbreaking, physically torturous, emotionally scarring, psychologically damaging event that ever happened in my life.  I still remember how difficult it was to breath while it feels as if my heart is slowly tearing apart.  As time passed, the pain still remains, but so is the love.

Now, as the clock continues to move towards</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/2691283138956840747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-year-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2691283138956840747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2691283138956840747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-year-2011.html' title='New Year 2011'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-5700897506719298013</id><published>2010-10-10T05:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T05:12:31.952+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art Of Letting Go</title><summary type='text'>... is something I need to learn to master.

"Letting go doesn't mean you stop caring, it means you stop expecting the other person to"

I admit I still can't let it go.  I still want him to care.  I would also admit though, that it doesn't mean I'm unhappy all the time.  There are moments in my life when I look around me and feel grateful for everything in my life.  At the very least, I don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/5700897506719298013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/10/art-of-letting-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5700897506719298013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5700897506719298013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/10/art-of-letting-go.html' title='The Art Of Letting Go'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-5890888988745629346</id><published>2010-10-03T22:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T22:36:08.423+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Stupid?</title><summary type='text'>All the education in the world will never be enough to prepare you for a heartbreak.  Actually, scratch that.

All the education in the world will never be enough to prepare you for how painful it is to love someone.

Heartbreaks can be so much easier to deal with if you hate the person, or at least know how to stop loving them.  Love is the biggest and hardest emotional hurdle to get over.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/5890888988745629346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/10/am-i-stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5890888988745629346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5890888988745629346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/10/am-i-stupid.html' title='Am I Stupid?'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-8584298052780836044</id><published>2010-09-22T12:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T12:47:43.972+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Matters</title><summary type='text'>if i tend to get aches and pains on the left side of my body, does it mean that my LEFT BRAIN is heavier than the right - therefore, causing the aches and pains on the left side, or does it mean that my RIGHT BRAIN is working on overdrive, since the right brain controls functions on the left side of the body?

..... does that make sense to anyone?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/8584298052780836044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/09/brain-matters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8584298052780836044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8584298052780836044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/09/brain-matters.html' title='Brain Matters'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4108049377162408858</id><published>2010-08-27T19:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T19:51:35.488+10:00</updated><title type='text'>me old(er)</title><summary type='text'>at the stroke of midnight last night, my phone started beeping.  it was the sound of my facebook notification as my friends send their wishes for my birthday.  then i started thinking.... remember when those wishes were sent through short messages instead of an online social networking site?  it felt so long ago.....

i realized i've grown so much in the past year, and i realized how lucky i am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4108049377162408858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/08/me-older.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4108049377162408858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4108049377162408858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/08/me-older.html' title='me old(er)'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-7824250124796692547</id><published>2010-08-18T03:22:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T03:25:03.402+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Before We Forget</title><summary type='text'>i am scared that i will forget about our time together.  and that made me reluctant to move on. i am scared because those times together was the best years i've ever had.  i am scared that i will forget, because it seems like you have forgotten.

for the past weeks i've been collecting my thoughts and memories of our time together.  i wrote everything down, chronologically documenting the things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/7824250124796692547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/08/before-we-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/7824250124796692547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/7824250124796692547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/08/before-we-forget.html' title='Before We Forget'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-5977080137862832515</id><published>2010-08-14T01:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T01:32:43.672+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Lucky Charm</title><summary type='text'>I believe I am your lucky charm.  If not for the superstitious reason itself then for the fact that I know I can help you grow and reach your goals faster than anyone else.

When I was with you the only thing I focused on was you.  In uni, I read articles and summarized them for you.  I helped you research for your assignments.  After work, I hurry back home to make you dinner.  I even use some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/5977080137862832515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-lucky-charm.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5977080137862832515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5977080137862832515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-lucky-charm.html' title='Your Lucky Charm'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-2285932876923367586</id><published>2010-08-12T17:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T17:33:35.598+10:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Mother's Day</title><summary type='text'>With all that's said about Mother's Day, my mind kept thinking about your mother.  Despite the fact that I've never met her before, I feel sad for her that she has a son who is such a disappointment.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/2285932876923367586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/08/2010-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2285932876923367586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2285932876923367586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/08/2010-mothers-day.html' title='2010 Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3743608872486629443</id><published>2010-08-11T16:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:03:31.237+10:00</updated><title type='text'>some of the things i don't have the guts to say out loud</title><summary type='text'>- get out of my house!!
- your daughter is starting to look like your boyfriend's daughter that he has with his current wife
- i still love you and would take you back in a heartbeat
- your wife is cheating on you
- i look forward to the day that you fail to get what you want</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3743608872486629443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-of-things-i-dont-have-guts-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3743608872486629443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3743608872486629443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-of-things-i-dont-have-guts-to-say.html' title='some of the things i don&apos;t have the guts to say out loud'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3604487243394762325</id><published>2010-08-01T21:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T21:24:50.153+10:00</updated><title type='text'>this is MY place, dammit!</title><summary type='text'>I think I have very high tolerance level.  For sure, I am an easy person to live with.  But these couple of days I've had to live with my mom's friend and OH.MY.GAWD!  I can't stand it.  The first night I came back to my place, it doesn't feel like my place anymore.  There are things scattered EVERYWHERE, the kitchen is a mess, and there are ants all over the counter.  I feel like crying/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3604487243394762325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-my-place-dammit.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3604487243394762325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3604487243394762325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-my-place-dammit.html' title='this is MY place, dammit!'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4317337561994860443</id><published>2010-07-19T19:26:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T19:27:48.359+10:00</updated><title type='text'>you III</title><summary type='text'>i thought i would be ok by now but a simple image still acts like a knife through my heart. it happened and there's nothing anyone can do to reverse it now. at the end of the day, it's still me who's left with the loneliness and pain. at the end of the day, my feelings for you haven't changed.

does she bite apples into bite-size pieces for you?
does she rush home to cook for you everyday?
does </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4317337561994860443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-iii.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4317337561994860443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4317337561994860443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-iii.html' title='you III'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4151457666405824950</id><published>2010-06-14T01:55:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:20:42.850+10:00</updated><title type='text'>you II</title><summary type='text'>i actually miss how you always need to have a bottle of water next to the bed every night.

remember one time we had quite a lengthy argument about that?  you insisted that i get up to get the bottle of water for you, and i insisted that you should do it yourself because i'm already tugged under the blanket.  i said you should go get it yourself so i can sleep and that would make me happy.  then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4151457666405824950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-ii.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4151457666405824950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4151457666405824950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-ii.html' title='you II'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-8529481735894334007</id><published>2010-05-15T02:18:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:13:55.575+10:00</updated><title type='text'>you I</title><summary type='text'>
i miss how you insist that i hug you like i will never let you go.  and when i do, i squeeze you with all my strength - until both of us find it difficult to breath.
the first time you asked me to hug you like that, it reminded me of how i used to hug my parents when i was young.  i would randomly run up to them and hug them as tight as my little body can squeeze.  and i was doing the same to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/8529481735894334007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/05/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8529481735894334007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8529481735894334007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/05/you.html' title='you I'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-1520382783378237525</id><published>2010-05-05T00:26:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T22:42:17.907+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>it's been a while</title><summary type='text'>it's been a long while since my last blog post.  the main reason is because i was getting over a heartbreak.  the biggest betrayal and pain i have ever felt.  i lost the person i love the most and even though he's done horrible things i still do love him and believe in him with all my heart.  that's why it still hurts. 

 
anyway, i shouldn't dwell on it.  life goes on, no matter how difficult it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/1520382783378237525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1520382783378237525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1520382783378237525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4775023460497534891</id><published>2010-01-15T00:54:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:54:46.063+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>emotionally charged silence</title><summary type='text'>there are so many things that i wanted to say during that 5 seconds of silence.  i know there are words that you wanted to say too, but it's not the right time for you to express them yet.  even so, i can feel their embrace... thank you.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4775023460497534891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/01/emotionally-charged-silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4775023460497534891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4775023460497534891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/01/emotionally-charged-silence.html' title='emotionally charged silence'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-83931622064775096</id><published>2010-01-10T22:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:54:59.703+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>lessons from bubble tea</title><summary type='text'>i've been depressed for quite sometime.  i just hate not knowing what is going to happen next and right now the only person who can give me some sort of answer is not available.  i haven't been able to eat properly and my emotions have caused me to be physically ill.

i went out to get something to eat today and i wanted to have green tea from the bubble tea place without the pearls.  i didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/83931622064775096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/01/lessons-from-bubble-tea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/83931622064775096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/83931622064775096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/01/lessons-from-bubble-tea.html' title='lessons from bubble tea'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-132302535236529088</id><published>2010-01-01T15:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:51:01.067+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Jan 1, 2010</title><summary type='text'>life can be pretty miserable when you've found the right person at the wrong time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/132302535236529088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/01/jan-1-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/132302535236529088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/132302535236529088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2010/01/jan-1-2010.html' title='Jan 1, 2010'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3641096651977572768</id><published>2009-12-28T01:29:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:31:13.087+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>miserable</title><summary type='text'>it's christmas and new year time and i am in no mood to be happy or to celebrate anything.  although there are people around, and i get to spend time with doggy, i can't seem to be happy.  i miss teeruk so much that i want time to travel quadruple the speed it normally does. 

i like to feel that i'm needed... somehow... and now that we're not living together and hardly ever talk, i feel that he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3641096651977572768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/12/miserable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3641096651977572768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3641096651977572768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/12/miserable.html' title='miserable'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-926625920170332492</id><published>2009-12-21T22:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:41:00.080+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>mixed feelings</title><summary type='text'>tonight is the last night i'm spending at the sail @ marina bay - our home for the past year.  i am happy to be moving out because it means a step closer to you.  but i am also sad.  i've never done well with good byes - even if it's to a concrete block.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/926625920170332492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/12/mixed-feelings.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/926625920170332492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/926625920170332492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/12/mixed-feelings.html' title='mixed feelings'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-771011697005347358</id><published>2009-12-05T22:00:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:09:47.176+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>incomplete</title><summary type='text'>ever since you relocated for work, i've been sad everyday.  i don't understand myself.  why is it so hard to be apart from you?  i try to be strong but i often breakdown when i realize that you won't be walking through that front door anymore.

i know it's something that you have to do.  i know it's not the right time.  but you have no idea how hard it is for me to not know when i'll get to see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/771011697005347358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/12/incomplete.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/771011697005347358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/771011697005347358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/12/incomplete.html' title='incomplete'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3630517135370203440</id><published>2009-11-29T20:26:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:17:57.135+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><title type='text'>Double meaning</title><summary type='text'>I think the recent Stella Artois ads are quite eye catching.  Their current tagline is 'Perfection has it's price'.  It's very simple in design and there are no clutter of messages.  But at least one of them made me confused about what they are really trying to say.



'Expensive Until You Try It'


What does that mean?  It tastes cheap??
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3630517135370203440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/11/double-meaning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3630517135370203440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3630517135370203440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/11/double-meaning.html' title='Double meaning'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SxI91jjGvRI/AAAAAAAAAfY/8qS51avS3ps/s72-c/stella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-842447057469847933</id><published>2009-11-09T00:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:10:30.825+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>If I can tweet on BKK-SIN flight Nov.6th, 2009</title><summary type='text'>I think the plane will be on its wheel all the way to Singapore
The screen is showing the wrong info, hope the pilot remembers the destination
Ooh... fish ball green curry...
Ooh oh... the cabinet in the toilet is held together by masking tape
At least the service on this flight is much better than SIN-BKK flight
My hand sanitizer splattered when I opened it -_-
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/842447057469847933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-i-can-tweet-on-bkk-sin-flight-nov6th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/842447057469847933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/842447057469847933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-i-can-tweet-on-bkk-sin-flight-nov6th.html' title='If I can tweet on BKK-SIN flight Nov.6th, 2009'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-641867147230795321</id><published>2009-11-09T00:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:10:30.826+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>If I can tweet on SIN-BKK flight Nov.4th, 2009</title><summary type='text'>It's about to take off and I have to use the toilet... URGENTLY!!! &gt;.&lt;
This flight have no TV
I wish I can tweet on the plane
Is it just me, or had TG inflight service dropped dramatically?
Don't take my coke!!
I think the guy next to me wants to use the toilet but is blocked by me and my food tray
Tweeting is like talking to yourself
Gonna try to sleep now
Do you put a full-stop "." when you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/641867147230795321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-i-can-tweet-on-sin-bkk-flight-nov4th.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/641867147230795321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/641867147230795321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-i-can-tweet-on-sin-bkk-flight-nov4th.html' title='If I can tweet on SIN-BKK flight Nov.4th, 2009'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-8981513845262840609</id><published>2009-10-31T20:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:10:30.827+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><summary type='text'>At the walkway towards the train station, there was an old man leaning against the wall, looking lost.  He was standing in a light yellow coloured puddle of water.  I'm not sure if it's his own urine or not but speculated that it's not since his khaki long pants were not wet.  He looked weak and alone.  Everyone gave him a once over but no one stop to ask him if he needed assistance.

His </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/8981513845262840609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/10/lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8981513845262840609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8981513845262840609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/10/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3108633863828443783</id><published>2009-09-27T20:20:00.011+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:22:28.810+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luxury'/><title type='text'>Two Nights @ Swissotel Nai Lert Park, Bangkok</title><summary type='text'>
Swissotel Nai Lert Park, Bangkok is NICE!!!

There are 3 separate sections - with 3 different decor.


We get to stay on the 3rd wing which looks down to the Gallery on the first floor.  I like this wing the best.. hahaha... it's simple and modern.  The decor of the first wing is more traditional Thai, with a pagoda and a koi pond.  The second wing overlooks the lobby area, and the third is more</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3108633863828443783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-nights-swissotel-nai-lert-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3108633863828443783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3108633863828443783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-nights-swissotel-nai-lert-park.html' title='Two Nights @ Swissotel Nai Lert Park, Bangkok'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SsBRBiNyJOI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/qdMkxMiK-L4/s72-c/swissotel+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-2168323320464325126</id><published>2009-09-01T23:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:10:30.828+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doggy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>my baby - the doggy</title><summary type='text'>i miss doggy.  he's currently been relocated to chiang mai where my parents are helping me taking care of him for a while.  i miss him so much!!! i can't believe i've become so attached to a dog.  but he's like.. my baby :(at least he looks happy.. lots of space to run around</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/2168323320464325126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-baby-doggy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2168323320464325126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2168323320464325126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-baby-doggy.html' title='my baby - the doggy'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/Sp0gfn7nijI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/81HJ61YO0eQ/s72-c/Photo0282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-448905297515020902</id><published>2009-08-12T00:17:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:06:03.570+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>Chupa Chups</title><summary type='text'>so i was walking home from work and i saw this bus... next time, when you're in doubt... go get yourself chupa chups... might make you feel better about... erm... sucking</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/448905297515020902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/08/pleasures-all-yours.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/448905297515020902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/448905297515020902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/08/pleasures-all-yours.html' title='Chupa Chups'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SoF-di-GwsI/AAAAAAAAAd4/wurLzR8hBCs/s72-c/Photo0225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-141643365717085765</id><published>2009-08-10T23:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:10:30.828+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>am i wrong?</title><summary type='text'>am i wrong to want to be stable? am i wrong to want to start a happy family? am i wrong to want to settle down instead of having to wonder where i will end up? am i wrong to want to start planning the future without having any doubts in my mind? am i wrong to want to know what the future holds for us?it feels like i'm back in the beginning when nothing is certain... i'm still wondering if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/141643365717085765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-i-wrong.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/141643365717085765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/141643365717085765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-i-wrong.html' title='am i wrong?'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3312952229043621216</id><published>2009-08-02T00:36:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:06:24.141+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>Magnum Ice Cream</title><summary type='text'>this is what i saw while walking to the train.  it's a new campaign for magnum ice cream.  "pleasure is desired fulfilled".  hmmm... if i don't desire it anymore (hence, desireD), but somehow it happened, is it still considered a pleasure?this was the only pole that had "desired" though, the rest is "desire"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3312952229043621216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/08/desired-but-not-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3312952229043621216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3312952229043621216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/08/desired-but-not-anymore.html' title='Magnum Ice Cream'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SnRTxLIICrI/AAAAAAAAAdw/0KZpyySZ0q4/s72-c/Photo0215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-2782693917487785821</id><published>2009-07-26T15:36:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T21:55:36.853+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luxury'/><title type='text'>One Night @ Fairmont Hotel, Singapore</title><summary type='text'>OK, I change my mind from the previous post - One Night @ Raffles Hotel, Singapore.Fairmont Hotel is now my new favourite.Maybe it's because I prefer the modern architecture, maybe it's because we got to stay on the penthouse floor, but definitely because of the bed.  OMG! It has to be the softest bed I've ever slept on.I won't go into much detail about the hotel itself because it's actually </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/2782693917487785821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-night-fairmont-hotel-singapore.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2782693917487785821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2782693917487785821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-night-fairmont-hotel-singapore.html' title='One Night @ Fairmont Hotel, Singapore'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SmxMtPHjQuI/AAAAAAAAAdo/WDyiiMMrgyA/s72-c/fairmont_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-5936899772635271876</id><published>2009-07-22T19:06:00.012+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:09:49.776+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luxury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raffles'/><title type='text'>One Night @ Raffles Hotel, Singapore</title><summary type='text'> One of my Teeruk's job is to experience the services at the hotels he is promoting, many times by actually spending the night. So... it doesn't surprise me if he comes home and tells me to pack my things because we will be spending the night at a hotel. BUT, on the night of July 21, 2009, he surprised me by telling me that we will be spending the night at Raffles Hotel, the most expensive hotel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/5936899772635271876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-night-raffles-hotel-singapore.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5936899772635271876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5936899772635271876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-night-raffles-hotel-singapore.html' title='One Night @ Raffles Hotel, Singapore'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SmbwbWfMi8I/AAAAAAAAAdY/ZKPf1HkoZeo/s72-c/Raffles+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-1952276535322381277</id><published>2009-07-20T19:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:37:00.221+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Never Pass The Broccoli!</title><summary type='text'>I don't really know much about Eurovision until my other half showed me and explain to me what it's all about. Apparently, this is were the likes of ABBA and TaTu started.Anyway, this song has been playing in my head the whole weekend.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/1952276535322381277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/never-pass-broccoli.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1952276535322381277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1952276535322381277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/never-pass-broccoli.html' title='Never Pass The Broccoli!'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-1970226197407312330</id><published>2009-07-17T21:56:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:10:30.829+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Educational System</title><summary type='text'>I recently attended my company induction(after 5 months of working here) and through one of the presentations, somehow the presenter ended up talking about the education system.He said that American education system tends to teach you the broader view, while British education system is more specialized.  Hence, people who've studied under the British system all their life would potentially have a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/1970226197407312330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/educational-system.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1970226197407312330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1970226197407312330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/educational-system.html' title='Educational System'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3441754748357402051</id><published>2009-07-07T20:00:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T17:41:15.409+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackberry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iphone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace'/><title type='text'>MyTwitFace</title><summary type='text'>In the year 3000, Twitter, Myspace, and Facebook will merge to become a giant time-wasting website called "MyTwitFace"- Conan O'BrienI've recently synced my Twitter page with Facebook. So this is what I've been doing lately1. update status on Twitter2. sign in FB to see if it appears on status3. wait for someone to comment on my status4. wait for someone to update status on Twitter5. if anyone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3441754748357402051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/mytwitface.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3441754748357402051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3441754748357402051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/mytwitface.html' title='MyTwitFace'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3181302121291629988</id><published>2009-07-05T10:00:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:10:30.829+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doggy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musashi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>cute doggy</title><summary type='text'>doggy was soooo adorable when he was young... not that he's not cute now, but when he was a puppy, i just want to squeeze him and hug him all the time.as i wasn't very good with the tricks and all, my role is to watch and learn, and vdo tape the cute moments.  then i remember, i have one of the most cutest (and funniest) clip of doggy when he was young... and greedy... and clumsy... all at the </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7c9b0636997a68e3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3181302121291629988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/cute-doggy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3181302121291629988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3181302121291629988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/cute-doggy.html' title='cute doggy'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-7924460163154252702</id><published>2009-07-03T10:00:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:10:30.830+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doggy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musashi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>nose</title><summary type='text'>the dog is annoying.  he jumps at me, he scratches me, and he rarely listens to me.  but even though he's annoying most of the time, imagining life without him is a bit sad.  in fact, when we had to move here and he had to stay in a boarding kennel for a couple of weeks before the flight, i actually felt like crying seeing the guy carry him away in his crate.  i mean.. he's so cuuuuuuute. i've </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f5bcfc1a9dc06b42&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/7924460163154252702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/nose.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/7924460163154252702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/7924460163154252702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/nose.html' title='nose'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SktxLywmVgI/AAAAAAAAAcE/uwSyM2YoEso/s72-c/Photo0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-6814660058525922959</id><published>2009-07-01T10:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:00:11.003+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackberry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iphone'/><title type='text'>BlackBerry vs. iPhone</title><summary type='text'>The battle of the mobile phones are always intense.  And there are just too many mobile phones out there to choose from.  So how does a phone company fight their biggest competitor?  This is what BlackBerry did when they launch the BlackBerry Storm:If you honestly think that Apple is going to just sit by and let BlackBerry have the last words, you have obviously been hiding behind an undiscovered</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/6814660058525922959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/blackberry-vs-iphone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6814660058525922959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6814660058525922959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/07/blackberry-vs-iphone.html' title='BlackBerry vs. iPhone'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-7539117058688641183</id><published>2009-06-30T10:00:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:00:04.354+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thai life insurance'/><title type='text'>Thai Life Insurance</title><summary type='text'>It's difficult to create an ad knowing that you only have a maximum of 90 seconds to make an impact on the viewer.  It's even harder to sustain the same effect throughout the different versions of the ad.Thai Life Insurance series of TV ads really excelled at leaving an impact.  The first time I saw their ad was when they came out with "Daddy" version of the TVC.  This was first aired in 2006 - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/7539117058688641183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/06/thai-life-insurance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/7539117058688641183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/7539117058688641183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/06/thai-life-insurance.html' title='Thai Life Insurance'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-1243005056302063006</id><published>2009-06-28T14:30:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:37:24.599+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tourism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jakarta'/><title type='text'>Enjoy Jakarta 2009</title><summary type='text'>Many countries seem to be promoting their tourism campaign at the moment. Whether it's "Sparkling Korea" or "Awesome Philippines" (which happens to be a joint effort with MTV Asia). Indonesia is another country pushing their tourism industry with "Enjoy Jakarta" as their long running campaign.Recently I've seen a lot of Enjoy Jakarta TV commercial. The proposition of the ad is that you can do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/1243005056302063006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/06/enjoy-jakarta-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1243005056302063006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1243005056302063006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/06/enjoy-jakarta-2009.html' title='Enjoy Jakarta 2009'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SkbrfVqWsJI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HZyH5RmXeh8/s72-c/jakarta1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-1878177236682981898</id><published>2009-06-26T12:29:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:17:57.618+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><title type='text'>Farah Fawcett dies at age 62</title><summary type='text'>another icon also passed away today.  but this one doesn't seem to get as much publicity as the King of Pop.  maybe it's because people know she is suffering from cancer, or maybe towards the end of her career, she started to fade away from the scene.in any case, i still believe she is one of the most iconic personality in the entertainment industry.Rest In Peace, Farah Fawcett, Charlie's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/1878177236682981898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/06/farah-fawcett-dies-at-age-62.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1878177236682981898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1878177236682981898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/06/farah-fawcett-dies-at-age-62.html' title='Farah Fawcett dies at age 62'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-1091645592404438355</id><published>2009-06-26T12:13:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:18:52.683+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><title type='text'>Michael Jackson dies at age 50</title><summary type='text'>this is BIG news.it gave me the same feeling i got when i first found out about the Tsunami in Asia, Twin Tower incident on 9/11, and Pricess Diana's untimely death.  yes, it's that big.and it's as it should be.  he's a big icon in the music industry.  i would put him up next to Elvis... or Pavarotti.he was one of the first (if not THE first) international singer that i listen to.  i remember </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/1091645592404438355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-dies-at-age-50.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1091645592404438355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1091645592404438355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-dies-at-age-50.html' title='Michael Jackson dies at age 50'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-2387056049385450663</id><published>2009-06-04T17:21:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:33:37.087+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple'/><title type='text'>Command A (or Ctrl A if you're using a PC)</title><summary type='text'>A friend of mine recently made an error while she was formatting this supposed 'joke' to send to a bunch of friends. I was one of the intended recipients, and I was one who did not get the 'joke' - because what she sent out seemed like a blank page.A few complains and 'huh?'s later, she told us that it was an error in formatting and that we should highlight all and see what happens. Ok... so it's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/2387056049385450663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/06/ctrl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2387056049385450663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2387056049385450663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/06/ctrl.html' title='Command A (or Ctrl A if you&apos;re using a PC)'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-2096019245691024302</id><published>2009-04-22T00:37:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:19:30.439+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indulgence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert'/><title type='text'>Cookies</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever tried Tom Yum flavoured cookies? Or Laksa? Or Chicken Rice?Sounds weird, huh?  Cookies are supposed to be sweet, but there are more to it than the average cookies at The Cookie Museum.One thing that lured me into The Cookie Museum is the decor.  It's set up to look like an elegant living room in a Victorian style setting.  You'd feel like a Royalty just walking into the store.  (I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/2096019245691024302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/04/cookies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2096019245691024302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2096019245691024302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/04/cookies.html' title='Cookies'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/Se3kPipGULI/AAAAAAAAAbk/r3t7MMhSzQY/s72-c/cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-6166054042227716001</id><published>2009-03-29T18:24:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:12:05.446+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Earth Hour 2009</title><summary type='text'>Just so you all know, I did participate in Earth Hour this year.How?  by using someone else's lights.I just wanted to see the city during the black out, so I went up on the lounge floor.  With the vantage point, I get to see the area pretty clearly, which included some of the tourist spots in the city.  I guess it was pretty great... although I would have thought they would turn off the lights in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/6166054042227716001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6166054042227716001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6166054042227716001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour-2009.html' title='Earth Hour 2009'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/Sc8mBBwdVmI/AAAAAAAAAbM/RqlspiolhS4/s72-c/EarthHour2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3129933508526066805</id><published>2009-03-29T16:47:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:19:51.280+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indulgence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert'/><title type='text'>Peanut Butterflies</title><summary type='text'>Weird name for a blog title right?The title actually describes 2 things that I recently tried and enjoyed very muchThe first... peanut sesame call - which is essentially fried dough covered in sesame with a ball of peanut butter inside.The second... butterfly buns - it's really just fried dough.. haha... a bit sweet... but very nice.I know I shouldn't eat too much fried stuff, especially fried </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3129933508526066805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/03/peanut-butterflies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3129933508526066805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3129933508526066805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/03/peanut-butterflies.html' title='Peanut Butterflies'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/Sc8M70xCqgI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Z9UG7LYaZrs/s72-c/Photo0116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-2847486487542497547</id><published>2009-03-25T01:44:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:12:05.446+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>colors colors colors</title><summary type='text'>this is what i see on my work tablemy new toy: the pantone guide!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/ScjzoQX5Z0I/AAAAAAAAAaM/xXlkE4qnVEE/s72-c/Photo0078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-7443536058122333293</id><published>2009-03-22T23:49:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:12:05.447+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>my blue bottle</title><summary type='text'>one of the things i look forward to when i go to work is this blue bottleit's a bit sad isn't it? i don't know what it is, but i just want to fill it with water and carry it wherever i go. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/7443536058122333293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-blue-bottle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/7443536058122333293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/7443536058122333293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-blue-bottle.html' title='my blue bottle'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/ScY1RcVoHdI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/AdBsmPtxjhs/s72-c/Photo0094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4551634361288462388</id><published>2009-02-22T03:28:00.019+11:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:20:11.958+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indulgence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert'/><title type='text'>Cuppy Cakes</title><summary type='text'>The first time I actually tasted cupcakes from this 'exclusive cupcake boutique' was when a department at my office bought it for everyone.  We were given 5 tiny cupcakes each.  The presentation was really cute.  The 5 cupcakes were cased in a clear dome-shaped plastic container.I don't normally like cupcakes because I always feel it doesn't really have its own forte.  It's like a cross between a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4551634361288462388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-time-i-actually-tasted-cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4551634361288462388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4551634361288462388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-time-i-actually-tasted-cupcakes.html' title='Cuppy Cakes'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SaAthYglBVI/AAAAAAAAAYs/d54t-eEf2aw/s72-c/onititle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-8845761418584411670</id><published>2009-02-03T15:12:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:12:05.447+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>misses</title><summary type='text'>so here are the things i miss (not in any particular order)- sydney- friends in sydney (you know who you are.. )- pyrmont- darling harbour- pancakes on the rocks- fishing- monorail- paul's place (it's actually a chinese restaurant near UNSW that i don't remember the name of)- easy way tea- star city- the beaches- playing uno for a free meal- the cliffs - going for a drivethere are so many more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/8845761418584411670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/02/misses.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8845761418584411670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8845761418584411670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2009/02/misses.html' title='misses'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-1308206659310179813</id><published>2009-01-23T04:46:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:12:05.448+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>all i wanted was peanut butter</title><summary type='text'>i spent the day being bored out of my mind and while watching an episode of "The Nanny", i suddenly have a craving for peanut butter sandwiches.  so that's what i did at precisely 8pm today... i ventured out to find peanut butter.i guess i could have gone to the nearest 7/11 and see if they have peanut butter, but as i've spent the whole day at home, i need fresh air.  so i went for a walk... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/1308206659310179813/comments/default' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4063864925319538500</id><published>2008-10-23T10:32:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:34:14.459+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>Did you know...#3</title><summary type='text'>'Siam Park' is NOT in Thailand. It is actually in Tenerife, which happens to be a Spanish island.The website mentions that "Siam Park Tenerife is the newest and most exciting water park in Europe!". It is apparently set to reflect the ancient kingdom of Thailand.What's mine is yours and what's your's is mine... I guess.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4063864925319538500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/10/did-you-know3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4063864925319538500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4063864925319538500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/10/did-you-know3.html' title='Did you know...#3'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SP_AZEarMbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/k2TEZPq9yz4/s72-c/logo_siam_oficial_ojos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3807263522273298324</id><published>2008-10-22T16:52:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:31:33.050+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying Babies and Noisy Old Ladies</title><summary type='text'>I went on a Virgin Atlantic flight for the first time last friday.  Luckily, the flight wasn't full so I grabbed a whole row to lie down.  My plan was obviously to get some sleep, at least for a couple of hours through the 9 hours flight.  But I just couldn't sleep.  Why? Babies!!  Ok, all I'm going to say is that I don't think kids should be on a long-haul flight unless they've learnt how to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3807263522273298324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/10/crying-babies-and-noisy-old-ladies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3807263522273298324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3807263522273298324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/10/crying-babies-and-noisy-old-ladies.html' title='Crying Babies and Noisy Old Ladies'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SQRGwRbEchI/AAAAAAAAATU/S4VqxGd-dPw/s72-c/DSC01557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-7996099309197780759</id><published>2008-10-08T11:21:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:34:34.438+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>Did you know...#2</title><summary type='text'>William Willett invented daylight savings time because he doesn't want to cut his golfing time short?He made a proposal of his idea in 1907 but sadly passed away in 1914 before the bill was passed in 1916.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/7996099309197780759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/10/did-you-know2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/7996099309197780759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/7996099309197780759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/10/did-you-know2.html' title='Did you know...#2'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-8793549498097670616</id><published>2008-10-01T16:43:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:35:21.775+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>How old am I?</title><summary type='text'>ok.. so i was trying to win myself an LG 42" High Definition LCD TV from Dick Smith Electronics, and on the page to submit in my entry, this is what i see...as of today (October 1, 2008) i am 9532 days old!!! O_O* Peter Russell's website can calculate your age in days, if you want to know.  Although, he is not to be mistaken for Russell Peters, who is a comedian.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/8793549498097670616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-old-am-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8793549498097670616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8793549498097670616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-old-am-i.html' title='How old am I?'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SOMcTUPiZ9I/AAAAAAAAASs/hhaxSZbGNYU/s72-c/date.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-6546246562002235791</id><published>2008-09-26T16:20:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:30:36.257+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Penguin Lover</title><summary type='text'>i LOVE books.  i love reading.  i love it even more if the authors that i follow use the same publisher.. because the front cover illustration always match... and they're so pretty when lined up together.anyway, a few weeks ago i had 3 hours to kill waiting for SOMEONE to finish work.  so i went to Dymocks to browse around and guess what i saw.......glorious Penguin books!!!  they're popular, </summary><link rel='replies' 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href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/must-share.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1935986904160193363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1935986904160193363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/must-share.html' title='M.U.S.T S.H.A.R.E'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-6617239562662846666</id><published>2008-09-24T20:23:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:37:11.200+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pc'/><title type='text'>i am NOT a PC</title><summary type='text'>ok... so i was watching 'The Hills'... and there are always these short commercial breaks showcasing the show's sponsors.today, the sponsor for the show is Windows... so then they show the new Windows commercial with the slogan 'Life Without Walls'.  there were actually quite a few celebrities featured in the 30 seconds commercial, although they only appear for less than 5 seconds.the thing is...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/6617239562662846666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-not-pc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6617239562662846666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6617239562662846666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-not-pc.html' title='i am NOT a PC'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-2144735531142567989</id><published>2008-09-21T19:28:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:36:16.063+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doggy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musashi'/><title type='text'>Kayaking On A Sunday</title><summary type='text'>so... today i went kayaking... it was a spur of the moment thing.  we were supposed to go fishing but while driving around looking for the right place to plant our bait, we passed a kayak rental shop and since the weather is so nice... why not? well... if any reason should be given to the question 'why not?' it's because i can't swim, even if my life depended on it... which means that i've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/2144735531142567989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/kayaking-on-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2144735531142567989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2144735531142567989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/kayaking-on-sunday.html' title='Kayaking On A Sunday'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SNYXlNT5PEI/AAAAAAAAARU/cw65z1Hx0Fs/s72-c/DSC00353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-2674383096491864022</id><published>2008-09-19T16:04:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:20:24.192+10:00</updated><title type='text'>...i want...#2</title><summary type='text'>... to tryArctic SpaApparently, it's a spa with heated seat and "mint-infused" air with a temperature of 12.7 degrees celsius O_O.  Not only that, there are also crystal snowflakes made out of water and soap falling from the ceiling O_O.  I know it'll probably be really cold in there, but .. look at it!!! Don't you just want to try it????The chances of me actually getting there is slimmer than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/2674383096491864022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2674383096491864022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2674383096491864022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want2.html' title='...i want...#2'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SNNBeWddhLI/AAAAAAAAARM/p4Ph6VjT9lA/s72-c/arctic-ice-200808-ss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4631643342451969260</id><published>2008-09-16T12:25:00.014+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:52:13.958+10:00</updated><title type='text'>...i want...#1</title><summary type='text'>... to seeAurora Borealis(aka. Northern Lights)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4631643342451969260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4631643342451969260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4631643342451969260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want1.html' title='...i want...#1'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SM8ZYxNlRMI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/g3VZBASZNI0/s72-c/ab1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-2963496444328559174</id><published>2008-09-15T16:59:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:34:34.438+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>Did you know...#1</title><summary type='text'>... that KitKats sold in America is produced under license by Hershey's while KitKats sold everywhere else is produced by Nestle???</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/2963496444328559174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/did-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2963496444328559174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2963496444328559174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know...#1'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SM4JmVOepcI/AAAAAAAAAQs/qFJWvVttByI/s72-c/kitkat1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-6930572136122222377</id><published>2008-09-15T16:47:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:35:21.776+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>Red Mango vs. Red Mango</title><summary type='text'>When I went back home in July, Jane was only too happy to take me to Red Mango to try their frozen yogurt.  I thought the name was familiar but I didn't think too much of it.And when I came back to work, I realised why the name was so familiar.  There's a patisserie on my way to work with the same name. ------ VS. ------So there you go... Korean frozen yogurt vs. Sydney patisserie...Who will win </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/6930572136122222377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/red-mango-vs-red-mango.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6930572136122222377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6930572136122222377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/red-mango-vs-red-mango.html' title='Red Mango vs. Red Mango'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SM4F-CdEhBI/AAAAAAAAAQM/DNz0ZPgrmJU/s72-c/red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-2006815107800316243</id><published>2008-09-07T18:48:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:58:14.658+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Weather Needs An Attitude Change</title><summary type='text'>This is the weather outlook for the next couple of days in Sydney: This is supposed to be spring, and yet it feels like extreme winter in some tropical countries.  I mean, look at Tuesday - lowest = 3 degrees - does that sound like 'spring' temperature to you???</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/2006815107800316243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/mr-weather-needs-attitude-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2006815107800316243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2006815107800316243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/09/mr-weather-needs-attitude-change.html' title='Mr. Weather Needs An Attitude Change'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SMOWQgsu9nI/AAAAAAAAAQE/E3fexC7FZoI/s72-c/weather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-218699649882485123</id><published>2008-08-18T15:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:11:32.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Life In Reality TV Mode</title><summary type='text'>Is anyone else addicted to 'The Hills'??Ok, for those who doesn't know what 'The Hills' is, and are too lazy to follow through the link to find out what it is, I'll give you a brief description.'The Hills' is a reality TV show that follows the lives of Lauren Conrad and her friends as she ventured into the glamorous world of fashion.  The show documents the ups and downs of relationships.  It is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/218699649882485123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-in-reality-tv-mode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/218699649882485123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/218699649882485123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-in-reality-tv-mode.html' title='Life In Reality TV Mode'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4457001524216119817</id><published>2008-06-20T16:26:00.013+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:36:50.271+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doggy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musashi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple'/><title type='text'>i *heart* Apple</title><summary type='text'>trying to sound less geeky than it seems, i have to admit i went to the opening of the new Apple flagship store in Sydney.  how could i not, when it's the second largest Apple store in the world!!!initially i planned to go to the store after work, but, getting closer to the store, i realise that it would be near impossible to get in because the trail of people lining up ran down to two blocks.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4457001524216119817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-heart-apple.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4457001524216119817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4457001524216119817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-heart-apple.html' title='i *heart* Apple'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/SFuk9RF_IcI/AAAAAAAAAOM/lSWsC_hSmJc/s72-c/207223-438-294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-1876243081519719921</id><published>2008-06-17T09:21:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T09:28:54.607+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Watery Eyed</title><summary type='text'>although it's impossible, but sometimes i wish that the water in the harbour rises up to the pedestrian walkway.there's something so serene about seeing the water that high.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/1876243081519719921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/06/watery-eyed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1876243081519719921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1876243081519719921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/06/watery-eyed.html' title='Watery Eyed'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-2586087248815361403</id><published>2008-05-30T21:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:33:33.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia</title><summary type='text'>nos-tal-gia : a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one's life; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time--------------------------------------i met up with a high school friend over coffee + dinner today.  it was so weird seeing her again. i haven't seen her for 12 years!! we went to shatin college together, but i was there for only a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/2586087248815361403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/05/nostalgia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2586087248815361403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2586087248815361403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/05/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-622218929993793878</id><published>2008-05-25T18:01:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T18:11:32.749+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm legal again!!</title><summary type='text'>It's not that I was here illegally.  But you see... my visa expired since the end of April.  And I was on a 'bridging' visa since then.  It's legal, but it's just not a real visa.  It's a visa for people who are waiting for their application to get approved.  And I hate being on it because 1. it still doesn't feel like it's legal, although it is. 2. while on that visa, I can't travel anywhere.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/622218929993793878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-legal-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/622218929993793878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/622218929993793878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-legal-again.html' title='I&apos;m legal again!!'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-8746317357119226301</id><published>2008-04-02T15:05:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:48:30.544+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A Chocolate-y World</title><summary type='text'>It was less than a couple of months ago that the world went ga-ga for chocolate, with it being Valentine's day and all.  And just over a month after that it went ga-ga again.. this time it's Easter.Maybe it's just the lack of creativity, or the fact that after all the chocolate related holidays, I'm still sitting at my work desk, munching on peanut M&amp;M's.I've just come to a realization that we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/8746317357119226301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/04/chocolate-y-world.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8746317357119226301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8746317357119226301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/04/chocolate-y-world.html' title='A Chocolate-y World'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-5598218136792003912</id><published>2008-03-28T21:26:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:36:16.064+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doggy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musashi'/><title type='text'>The Doggy Broke My Computer!!!</title><summary type='text'>The old 'the dog ate my homework' excuse just doesn't cut it for today's technologically "driven" world anymore does it? (I use the word "driven" lightly because it feels more like "controlled" than "driven", but feel free to argue...)Here's a new excuse for you...THE DOGGY BROKE MY COMPUTER!!!!oh yeah! it did!!! my computer screen broke because he jumped on it. Granted it was my fault for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/5598218136792003912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/03/doggy-broke-my-computer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5598218136792003912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5598218136792003912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/03/doggy-broke-my-computer.html' title='The Doggy Broke My Computer!!!'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4549369700245162698</id><published>2008-03-18T10:40:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T23:30:52.061+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you not squash my donut, PLEASE???</title><summary type='text'>I walk pass a Krispy Kreme store every morning on my way to the train station.  And since I don't usually have breakfast, the scent and sight of the donuts make my stomach growl.  I give in from time to time... today is one of those times.For some reason, today's train was extremely packed.  I was pushed into the train and I didn't have to hold on to the poles or anything to stand up straight.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4549369700245162698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/03/can-you-not-squash-my-donut-please.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4549369700245162698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4549369700245162698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/03/can-you-not-squash-my-donut-please.html' title='Can you not squash my donut, PLEASE???'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9-yxUeYVSI/AAAAAAAAANg/GU3Js4gnBVs/s72-c/krispy_kreme_glazed_doughnut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-9042798550842754263</id><published>2008-03-15T23:12:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T13:54:46.057+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kind Heart in a Crowded Train</title><summary type='text'>This post was originally in my "new" blog... but since that went off in flames, I thought I shouldn't let my words go to waste... so... here's that entry... the only one I wrote for that blog -_-'---------------------------------------------------------A Kind Heart in a Crowded Train  I was touched this morning (emotionally, not physically -_-).    Everyone knows that morning peak hours are full </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/9042798550842754263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/03/kind-heart-in-crowded-train.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/9042798550842754263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/9042798550842754263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/03/kind-heart-in-crowded-train.html' title='A Kind Heart in a Crowded Train'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9u_U0eYVRI/AAAAAAAAANY/TJeM-S0DiCI/s72-c/serene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4752040382028541366</id><published>2008-03-14T15:00:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T13:57:31.894+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Over and over again</title><summary type='text'>After tweaking with the new blog, once again, I decided to come back to Blogger.  It's exactly what Jupperz said, "I only like (name eliminated on purpose) for the pretty templates".  I never learn! I mean, this is probably the 4th time I've been trying to migrate to another blog without success. Also (if you're not blind), you'll probably notice the cute template I am using to re-launch (yet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4752040382028541366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/03/over-and-over-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4752040382028541366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4752040382028541366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/03/over-and-over-again.html' title='Over and over again'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-5262798188245728471</id><published>2008-02-22T09:15:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T10:00:02.129+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive</title><summary type='text'>Due to a number of requests to update my blog (ONE, to be exact), here it is....Now that I have more time... ok.. that's a hint to people who knows me... when I say that I have 'more time', it usually means I am working and thus needing some distraction... notice how I blog more when I was still in uni, but not so much after I graduated? (oh, by the way, I graduated last December).  So... now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/5262798188245728471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-alive.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5262798188245728471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5262798188245728471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m still alive'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-1149422087528943026</id><published>2007-09-17T15:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T15:42:31.690+10:00</updated><title type='text'>decisions*decisions = CONFUSION</title><summary type='text'>ok.. so...i don't even have a salary, but i am already millions in debt.  no no... not because of gambling problems, or alcohol addiction, but because of the condominium that i successfully convinced my parents to purchase.  you see... i don't have a house in bangkok, so the condo will be my permanent home when i go back.  and since i'm a commoner with a deficit in the amount i have in my bank </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/1149422087528943026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/09/decisionsdecisions-confusions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1149422087528943026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/1149422087528943026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/09/decisionsdecisions-confusions.html' title='decisions*decisions = CONFUSION'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4335669092766293867</id><published>2007-09-04T00:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:49:40.209+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Definition of 'Blonde'</title><summary type='text'>What is with US contestants in beauty pageants this year? First, Miss USA fell during Miss Universe contest.  And now the representative from South Carolina in Miss Teen USA 2007.  Not that she fell or anything, but she might have fell backstage and hit her head or something, cuz how can you give that answer?????OK... so the question was: "Recent polls have shown a fifth of Americans can't locate</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4335669092766293867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/09/definition-of-blonde.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4335669092766293867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4335669092766293867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/09/definition-of-blonde.html' title='Definition of &apos;Blonde&apos;'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/RtweBg4u_0I/AAAAAAAAALs/OU9OegDi1T8/s72-c/missteen1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-863439892295999256</id><published>2007-09-03T10:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T10:22:11.976+10:00</updated><title type='text'>www.blackle.com</title><summary type='text'>Here's the thing... we all use Google search, yes? Well... that's fair... considering Google search is so simple to use and all.  But did you know that opening a website that has white-based background color consumes alot of energy????Anyway, the point I'm getting to is... I've been sent a website of a search engine utilizing the same platform as the one used for Google search, it's called </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/863439892295999256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/09/wwwblacklecom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/863439892295999256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/863439892295999256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/09/wwwblacklecom.html' title='www.blackle.com'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/RttTVQ4u_zI/AAAAAAAAALk/K95TUk6V_KU/s72-c/blackle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3068913770400803386</id><published>2007-08-24T16:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T16:41:21.236+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Intelligent Drive</title><summary type='text'>After my tiny thumb drive gave up on its life, I have been relying on the external HDD to carry my uni work around for presentations.  Which is useless, considering my external HDD is much more advance than the computers at uni.. meaning... the computer can't even read the contents -_-So... I went out and got a new thumb drive... and it's soooo cute!!! It's even smaller than the original one that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3068913770400803386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/08/intelligent-drive.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3068913770400803386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3068913770400803386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/08/intelligent-drive.html' title='Intelligent Drive'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/Rs59UQ4u_xI/AAAAAAAAALU/a97gYDVtC9A/s72-c/ID1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-518044969948252048</id><published>2007-07-15T22:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T14:42:40.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'>come have PANCAKES with me~</title><summary type='text'>It's been a while since I have NORMAL breakfast.  At the time when I was still working (in Thailand, of course), my breakfast either consist of rice+omelet (ข้าวไข่เจียว) or sticky rice+grilled pork skewer (ข้าวเหนียวหมูปิ้ง).ps. I'm only typing the names in Thai because I've become nostalgia all of a suddenI was excited to finally have a normal breakfast (but then again, does having it at 11 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/518044969948252048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/07/come-have-pancakes-with-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/518044969948252048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/518044969948252048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/07/come-have-pancakes-with-me.html' title='come have PANCAKES with me~'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/RpxGBVcDLwI/AAAAAAAAAKs/YcY1-CU-s8c/s72-c/oripancake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-6435993263185058251</id><published>2007-07-01T17:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T22:34:37.866+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee, Tea or Babycino?</title><summary type='text'>Before I came to Sydney, I didn't realize that McDonald's also has a cafe.  So when I saw McCafe  in Aussieland I was excited.  HEY! don't judge me! I'm only human.  I get excited at things like that...&gt;.&lt; Anyway, so .. McCafe... First, something about me and cafes.  I like cafes, I like being there and relaxing, watching the world go by.  I like the smell of coffee, but I can't drink too much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/6435993263185058251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/07/coffee-tea-or-babycino.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6435993263185058251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6435993263185058251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/07/coffee-tea-or-babycino.html' title='Coffee, Tea or Babycino?'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/RodfKpU6auI/AAAAAAAAAKk/7dbx3aP_iK4/s72-c/DSC00142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-6215535829795089344</id><published>2007-06-19T13:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T23:38:15.686+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Peel An Orange</title><summary type='text'>I am dying~ *.*The end of the semester is approaching and now I'm overloaded with work.  I am stressed, and confused, and getting sick, AND the 'g' button on my computer is going bonkerz and doesn't show up when i press it half the time. *sniff*sniff*Anyway, I was talking to Janie a few days (or was it weeks?..anyway,) ago about stress.  And I came up with a "solution" to temporarily reduce </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/6215535829795089344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/06/peel-orange.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6215535829795089344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6215535829795089344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/06/peel-orange.html' title='Peel An Orange'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/RndUqPICfWI/AAAAAAAAAKY/NsBpIyTyONQ/s72-c/orange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3988870982095285776</id><published>2007-06-13T14:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:54:04.968+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeabberz On Ice</title><summary type='text'>Last monday (June 11, 2007) was a public holiday here in Aussieland.  So instead of being stuck in my tiny space, I went ice skating!!!! YEAH YEAH!! I LOVE ICE SKATING.  I'm not the best at it, I mean I can't even go forward properly (although I find it easier to backwards -_-), but I love it.  I just love being on the ice.FYI, I used to take ice skating lessons while I was living in Hong Kong.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3988870982095285776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/06/jeabberz-on-ice.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3988870982095285776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3988870982095285776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/06/jeabberz-on-ice.html' title='Jeabberz On Ice'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-5992892009970711732</id><published>2007-05-30T15:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T19:41:45.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessive Compulsive Poker's Sympathy for Miss USA</title><summary type='text'>Facebook is an addiction.  If not for anything, then for the ability to poke people all over the world.  Eversince Janie joined Facebook, my poking efforts have quadrupled!!! HEY! she poked me first!! and now I can't stop poking back!! HAHA... oh dear... what had become of my life? I get cheap thrills from virtual pokes~ -_-'[i took out the name but you can pretty much guess who poked me]Anyway, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/5992892009970711732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/05/obsessive-compulsive-pokers-sympathy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5992892009970711732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5992892009970711732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/05/obsessive-compulsive-pokers-sympathy.html' title='Obsessive Compulsive Poker&apos;s Sympathy for Miss USA'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/Rl1FCFk9AFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/31nIYqqAll4/s72-c/pokes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-403779121027874424</id><published>2007-05-21T22:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T13:40:30.220+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i am HERE now</title><summary type='text'>there are countless times when i have to remind myself where i am.  i tend to wander off in daydreams and imagine myself in some other place besides here.  it's not that i particularly hate where i am now but ... i guess i'm not happy with where i am now all the time.more often than not i have to pull myself back and remind myself that 'i am HERE now'.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/403779121027874424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-here-now.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/403779121027874424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/403779121027874424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-here-now.html' title='i am HERE now'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-8346426285673275866</id><published>2007-05-04T23:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T15:05:37.991+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Supersized Mentality</title><summary type='text'>What becomes of a full-time student who only has saturday classes and night classes on 2 days out of the week?? A nocturnal being who got up at noon to eat 'breakfast' while watching Oprah~Today's topic on Oprah was on how to organize your life.  Peter Walsh came on the show to remind viewers the importance of prioritizing what is important in life.  I'm not gonna go through everything that was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/8346426285673275866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/05/supersized-mentality.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8346426285673275866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8346426285673275866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/05/supersized-mentality.html' title='Supersized Mentality'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-8488905383092376750</id><published>2007-05-01T00:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:44:25.008+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress-free Evening with Justin and Annie</title><summary type='text'>Last night I went to dinner with Justin and Annie at Justin's place.  They told me not to do anything... so I sit there looking at the food they're preparing and salivating internally... HAHA.  The food was really simple and so yummy.  We had beef ravioli with mushroom in tomato sauce and salad.  It tastes SOOO good!!!So then the dinner conversation drifted to the issue of stress and how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/8488905383092376750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/04/stress-free-evening-with-justin-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8488905383092376750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/8488905383092376750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/04/stress-free-evening-with-justin-and.html' title='Stress-free Evening with Justin and Annie'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3240910704747512633</id><published>2007-04-22T03:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T01:46:20.591+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake Your Groove Thing.. YEAH YEAH (&gt;.&lt;)</title><summary type='text'>When I first started writing this post, I thought I should name it "Pritsanee vs. Priscilla".Somehow that idea didn't go through because1.) I am not a drag queen2.) I am not queen of the desert, or the mountain, or the riverand 3.) I know I just can't compete with the divas in 'Priscilla: Queen of the Desert'.The lady in blue looks MUCH scarier when viewed fromthe top.  There was a contest where </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3240910704747512633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3240910704747512633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/04/shake-your-groove-thing-yeah-yeah.html' title='Shake Your Groove Thing.. YEAH YEAH (&gt;.&lt;)'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/RipLvwYUiLI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Di3fi59dx10/s72-c/flock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-9202928225704605796</id><published>2007-04-15T18:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T19:03:13.554+10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All About The Money</title><summary type='text'>I was looking through files and folders on my computer and I found short articles that I used to write.   This is one of them... so... read on..."in this day and age, there is nothing more important than money. we wake up early to waste our days being bossed around so that at the end of the month, we can look forward to seeing our bank balance increases. people say it's love that makes the world </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/9202928225704605796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-all-about-money.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/9202928225704605796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/9202928225704605796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-all-about-money.html' title='It&apos;s All About The Money'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4236813466465364575</id><published>2007-04-12T22:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T22:18:04.507+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me a Break!!!</title><summary type='text'>Yes, that's right... the chocolate egg season is here!!! Which means EASTER BREAK, baby!! WOOHOO....That would have been my reaction if I was still in high school, or even undergrad, but definitely not now that I'm a POSTGRAD student.  I was so looking forward to easter break so I can chill out and do nothing. *sob*sob* I'm tired *sob*sob* and confused *sob*sob*.  My courses will end in less than</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4236813466465364575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/04/give-me-break.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4236813466465364575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4236813466465364575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/04/give-me-break.html' title='Give Me a Break!!!'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-993723887641109983</id><published>2007-04-04T20:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T21:04:14.091+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Won't My Villagers Breed???</title><summary type='text'>Juppers told me yesterday that Virtual Villagers 2 is out... so... being a game addict that I (sometimes) am, I started playing it.  The basics are pretty much the same as the first Virtual Villager, but this time there are more things to do, like collecting rare items and at a later stage, you can change your villagers' outfits *o*.With all that said, my problem with the game is at the beginning</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/993723887641109983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-wont-my-villagers-breed.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/993723887641109983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/993723887641109983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-wont-my-villagers-breed.html' title='Why Won&apos;t My Villagers Breed???'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/RhOFee9SLcI/AAAAAAAAAIo/px1mqxmoEso/s72-c/vv1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-6473559531396597918</id><published>2007-03-18T23:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T23:57:27.631+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Stroll Across The Bridge</title><summary type='text'>March 19, 1932 was the day of the opening of the Sydney Harbour Bridge.  Today is the day that marks the 75th anniversary of that opening.To commemorate that day in history, the Harbour Bridge was closed from traffic and opened for people to take a walk across.  And I, being a tourist-wannabe that I am, went to walk the bridge.  From far away, it seems like a really long walk... but in actual </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/6473559531396597918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/quick-stroll-across-bridge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6473559531396597918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/6473559531396597918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/quick-stroll-across-bridge.html' title='Quick Stroll Across The Bridge'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/Rf02ogjgqxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/UroKnefkPJA/s72-c/bridgewalk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4144385221974620335</id><published>2007-03-16T00:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T00:50:20.249+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I Be Happy?</title><summary type='text'>The professor in one of my classes loves thailand and he used to live and teach in thailand for a while.  His knowledge of thailand is extremely impressive, he even know some stuff that I don't!!! So... being the only thai student in the class has its (dis)advantage (?).  His examples in class are mostly about thailand and he often single me out to ask if i knew what he was talking about.We had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4144385221974620335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/should-i-be-happy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4144385221974620335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4144385221974620335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/should-i-be-happy.html' title='Should I Be Happy?'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3565058882882512560</id><published>2007-03-12T21:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:33:25.679+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall's? or Street's?</title><summary type='text'>Competing in an international market is tough right? So to make themselves successful, the company has to create brands that responds to customer's familiarity, especially if it's a low involvement brand like ice creams. (if this is all i learned from marketing courses, it's a waste of money -_-) This is one reason why Unilever is so successful across the globe.Thai people are all familiar with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3565058882882512560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/walls-or-streets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3565058882882512560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3565058882882512560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/walls-or-streets.html' title='Wall&apos;s? or Street&apos;s?'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/RfU2GfjnsxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TsaS4eeHPXg/s72-c/walls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3277692175024784000</id><published>2007-03-11T00:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T01:02:01.411+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I'm A Girl</title><summary type='text'>I'm refering to a song by a female Korean group singer called 'Kiss'.  'Because I'm A Girl' is the name of their hit song in 2002.  I've seen the music video a long time ago and I LOVE it.  yah yah... I'm a romantic at heart.  Anyway, so I asked Jessica (my Korean housemate) to translate the song for me.  I'm sure there are other translations on the net, but I just feel it's more 'authentic' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3277692175024784000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/because-im-girl.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3277692175024784000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3277692175024784000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/because-im-girl.html' title='Because I&apos;m A Girl'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/RfK0WfjnstI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7cp8kOK5Rtk/s72-c/kiss.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-7285170542411546545</id><published>2007-03-09T17:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T17:26:57.714+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Leather Wearing 'Valerie'</title><summary type='text'>I've finally given a name to myPod and she's called 'Valerie'~ Why? because I ordered her during February, which is valentine's month, and she's red.  Although, to come and think of it, valerie sounds like the color should be purple (violet?).  Anyway, it's VALERIE!!!I've also dressed her up in leather...hehe... I actually wanted a clear case.. but it's more expensive, and silicone cases doesn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/7285170542411546545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/leather-wearing-valerie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/7285170542411546545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/7285170542411546545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/leather-wearing-valerie.html' title='Leather Wearing &apos;Valerie&apos;'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/RfD9RfjnsqI/AAAAAAAAAHY/idzgiAN1D8g/s72-c/DSC00642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3312038688456502550</id><published>2007-03-07T22:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:42:07.428+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Is Rolling In</title><summary type='text'>This post has nothing to do with the weather... even if it does then it's a really weird time to be talking about spring.. well, at least where I am anyway.  Because when most parts of the world is enjoying the new colors of tree leaves, the people of Aussieland is preparing to hibernate.Anyway, thing is... I made spring rolls today!!! and guess what? IT'S A BIG WASTE OF TIME!!!! It would be SOOO</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3312038688456502550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-is-rolling-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3312038688456502550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3312038688456502550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-is-rolling-in.html' title='Spring Is Rolling In'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/Re6kMWqBPSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/L8y36CPRAhM/s72-c/DSC00639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-3587565354457413299</id><published>2007-03-05T19:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T19:24:14.144+11:00</updated><title type='text'>myPod</title><summary type='text'>I just got my iPod today!!  I ordered in online from the HK Apple website (cuz that's the only place i can get a RED iPod).  Anyway, I haven't named it yet, unlike Jupperz who named her iPod already. (oh, by the way, check out her food blog.  it's fantastic.  but i must warn you... make sure you're stomache's full when you're reading, or else you'll want to eat everything she talks about).Anyway,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/3587565354457413299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/mypod.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3587565354457413299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/3587565354457413299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/mypod.html' title='myPod'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/RevS3J2oRVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/qh_z5vR9Md0/s72-c/DSC00620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-4403602562578446058</id><published>2007-03-04T16:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T16:18:10.106+11:00</updated><title type='text'>"Heels Over Head"</title><summary type='text'>all of a sudden i wanted to know why the term 'head over heels' is 'head over heels'.  i mean that's normally how we all are yes? and if we are 'head over heels in love' does that mean we're always in love? then.... huh??and so... i went online to search for the true meaning of this idiom.  and guess what? the phrase originated in the 14th century, and the original phrase was 'heels over head' (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/4403602562578446058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/heels-over-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4403602562578446058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/4403602562578446058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/heels-over-head.html' title='&quot;Heels Over Head&quot;'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-5086453155219674397</id><published>2007-03-02T18:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T18:42:21.122+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Messing With Me?</title><summary type='text'>I'm not trying to pick a fight with anyone.  It's just that I spent almost 3 hours last night trying to make changes to my blog template.  I tried using codes from other websites but none working.  Nothing works with Blogger beta!!  Could be that it's still new.  So I tried and somehow, I lost the template that I was using.  So I had to use the original template provided by Blogger and now I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/5086453155219674397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/are-you-messing-with-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5086453155219674397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/5086453155219674397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/03/are-you-messing-with-me.html' title='Are You Messing With Me?'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32369261.post-2655015423396200965</id><published>2007-02-25T18:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:34:41.423+11:00</updated><title type='text'>So... Which Brand of Soy Sauce Should I Get?</title><summary type='text'>I realised that one sign that you're growing up is when you can't decide which brand of household product you should get.  I went out shopping to get some essentials for my dorm.  I had to get things like tissue paper, tupperware, cooking oil and all those other grocery needs.So I was standing infront of the cooking oil isle and was thinking "hmm.. I should get this brand cuz the bottle looks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/feeds/2655015423396200965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-which-brand-of-soy-sauce-should-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2655015423396200965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32369261/posts/default/2655015423396200965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeabberz.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-which-brand-of-soy-sauce-should-i.html' title='So... Which Brand of Soy Sauce Should I Get?'/><author><name>Jeabberz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06218993571029509964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/R9ks-EeYVQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gKWolML9lOA/S220/small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_onZjn_6uQks/ReE4YFmHc3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/rYXX_b9vcF8/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
