<?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-345725012702159119</id><updated>2011-12-17T11:03:28.025+08:00</updated><category term='Celine'/><category term='Converse'/><category term='Photograpy'/><category term='short shorts'/><category term='Claudie Pierlot'/><category term='Don&apos;t Ask Amanda'/><category term='Kevyn Aucoin'/><category term='polyvore'/><category term='Arts/Doodles'/><category term='rope jewelry'/><category term='IRO'/><category term='Chanel'/><category term='heart jewelry'/><category term='In My Shoe'/><category term='Mulberry'/><category term='high top shoes'/><category term='celine handbags'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='style'/><title type='text'>Jo-Ann</title><subtitle type='html'>It's JoAnn with a dash</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>238</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-3408135624486167092</id><published>2011-12-16T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T22:44:38.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fullhouse Kuching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me, Sue &amp;amp; Aini went to Fullhouse the 2nd day it open at The Hills. So yeah, I should post about this like many many weeks back. hehe. Sorry~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_0776.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since it's full we sat at the front of Fullhouse. It's weird cause people keep looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's definitely a full house as you can see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The service? Super good. Music? love them all. Food? Worth every cents. What more can I say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The workers there were really nice. I tell you why... the story goes like this. The place was really full. Then there's this group of aunties, they looked at us one kind cause they thought we were about to finish our lunch but our soup haven't arrive. So, one of the aunty ask us whether we were about to finish. Since I'm in a good mood that time I can answer her in a polite way. But still I think it is rude to interrupt others when they are eating. Then the guy who works there saw the aunty and quickly ask her to let us take our time to finish our lunch. How nice of him... It give this impression that Fullhouse wants their customers to enjoy and take their sweet time eating. Just that feeling makes me want to go back there again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_0715.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So many pretty things to see there. Even their menu is pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_0718.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got myself Set 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/FullHouse03.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At 1st I was afraid that it would taste very "mushroomy". I don't really like mushroom. I don't know why. But this taste really super good. Plus the mushroom don't taste as strong as most mushroom. Me likey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/FullHouse.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 460px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sue got the salmon salad one. Damn! that's huge enough for lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/FullHouse02.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 460px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hehe... erm... me... duh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-3408135624486167092?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/3408135624486167092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/12/fullhouse-kuching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3408135624486167092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3408135624486167092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/12/fullhouse-kuching.html' title='Fullhouse Kuching'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-248027923265254125</id><published>2011-12-14T20:49:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:17:57.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Red Carpet Soiree ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jQbb1mv8aOw/TuihyBLnlOI/AAAAAAAACHA/Zs7BXSZzAAU/s1600/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jQbb1mv8aOw/TuihyBLnlOI/AAAAAAAACHA/Zs7BXSZzAAU/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685972410237949154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Three years is not long. Long enough to know a person well but not long enough to say good bye. I know it's not the end. We'll one day meet again with all our course-mates but til then I wish you all the best in life, health and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This dinner is more than just a dinner to me. I'll remember this moment for the rest of my life. It's funny that I don't really feel like this when I say good bye to someone til now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If there's one thing I learn during this 3 years is I learn the true meaning of friendship and love. If it wasn't for this course, I wouldn't know my current boyfriend and if it wasn't for this I would not know all my freakishly great friends and genuinely nice lecturers. I love you all!!~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;::Before the dinner::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/designerdinner.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/designerdinner_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 620px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC01606.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 620px; display: block; height: 450px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/designerdinner_03.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 620px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC01619.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 620px; display: block; height: 450px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/designerdinner_04.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 620px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the longest time I take to get ready. Did everything myself. From my nails to my hair and make-up. Want to save cost. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;::During the dinner::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/designerdinner_07.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/designerdinner_06.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/5.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 620px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Guys!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*psst* Can spot my handsome boyfriend? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/12.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 620px; display: block; height: 350px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tracy, Sue-Ann, Me, Joanne, Cynthia &amp;amp; Sharon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn! I love Pullman toilet mirror. It's so huge~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/3.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 620px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/4.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 620px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/1.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 620px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is going to be your first and last time you'll see crying picture of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got alot to say during that speech. But thinking back of all those 3 years with my coursemate tears me up. It's a good tears thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;::After dinner::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC01631.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 470px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC01634.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 620px; display: block; height: 470px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC01636.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 620px; display: block; height: 470px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rise and shine~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC01649.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 470px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC01644.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 470px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/designerdinner_05.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 620px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's my boyfriend back there. Like a kid only. Who say he's all the time serious? I can prove you wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So after the dinner we when supper and then over-night at Pullman. Thanks to Mikhael for the room. God Bless =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-248027923265254125?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/248027923265254125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/12/best-red-carpet-soiree-ever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/248027923265254125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/248027923265254125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/12/best-red-carpet-soiree-ever.html' title='Best Red Carpet Soiree ever!'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jQbb1mv8aOw/TuihyBLnlOI/AAAAAAAACHA/Zs7BXSZzAAU/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-7484804831430612215</id><published>2011-12-02T19:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:05:10.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Air Swimmers in the Theater</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c01Xt072XZI/TtjAYtiuByI/AAAAAAAACG0/BmzXFjyPiUI/s1600/WhereGotShark.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c01Xt072XZI/TtjAYtiuByI/AAAAAAAACG0/BmzXFjyPiUI/s400/WhereGotShark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681502460702492450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoyoyo~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my campus lab now doing my assignment while blogging. Though I think multi-tasking is bad, I feel like I need to update my blog more often. Even if it's just one line. HAHA. What you think? Don't mind me posting a post titled, Hi with a post saying "Hi"? No lah. Like that I rather not say anything. Later waste your time reading my "Hi" post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my lecturer got this really cool toy and we got to play with them in a huge lecture theater. I saw it on TV but i never knew I got the chance to play with them. It's the &lt;a href="http://airswimmers.com/"&gt;Air Swimmers&lt;/a&gt;. Can control the shark and the fish using a remote and it's only for indoor. If play out door die lo... later fly don't know where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the very blurry picture. Took them using my hp =P I'll check with my friends whether or not they got take my pictures of me playing with the fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time, bye bye and have a great day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-7484804831430612215?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/7484804831430612215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/12/air-swimmers-in-theater.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7484804831430612215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7484804831430612215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/12/air-swimmers-in-theater.html' title='Air Swimmers in the Theater'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c01Xt072XZI/TtjAYtiuByI/AAAAAAAACG0/BmzXFjyPiUI/s72-c/WhereGotShark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-1931225223237025694</id><published>2011-12-01T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T16:15:18.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-roGtr1T6KP0/Ttci8YYmetI/AAAAAAAACGo/5DcOfbmm_Go/s1600/BlackContacts.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 630px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-roGtr1T6KP0/Ttci8YYmetI/AAAAAAAACGo/5DcOfbmm_Go/s400/BlackContacts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681047875684301522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;5 more days to go and I'm a free girl. FLY LIKE A WIND!!~ and then I want to hunt for jobs. But 1st, I'm going to hibernate like no one's business. I need sleep. Lots of them. You know what? I'm most afraid of is that my lack of sleep will be replace with a never ending sleep. You what I mean? *faint*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Besides flesh eating bacteria...hmm and maybe tiny stuff like the DARK!... I'm afraid of not being able to wake up the next day. I don't know why. So, I'm gonna sleep 8 hours a day after this crazy semester is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh yea, don't mind my face. I just bought a new contact lens. Just wan to show them off.&lt;i&gt; Show Off!!&lt;/i&gt; It seem like dark black big contact lens is the in-thing now. So yeah... I should take a close up picture of my contacts. It's really nice... I mean the detailing on it is adorable. Kinda like a lace pattern.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-1931225223237025694?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/1931225223237025694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/12/5-more-days-to-go-and-im-free-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1931225223237025694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1931225223237025694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/12/5-more-days-to-go-and-im-free-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-roGtr1T6KP0/Ttci8YYmetI/AAAAAAAACGo/5DcOfbmm_Go/s72-c/BlackContacts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-1451640034794086835</id><published>2011-11-29T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T19:27:02.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L8wKym6jqZ8/TtS7cpCyE6I/AAAAAAAACGc/MCP8Nr0eZIo/s1600/Sunny%2BDay.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L8wKym6jqZ8/TtS7cpCyE6I/AAAAAAAACGc/MCP8Nr0eZIo/s400/Sunny%2BDay.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680371130749293474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, you see... everyone got their own problems. At least I think they do. As for me, I got this issue with my own insecurities. I'm okay now, but the past few days was a nightmare. I got so emotionally down to the point I don't really care. Maybe it's because I've been put down so many times in the past that I made that define me. Which is so not true. I appreciate the people that support and care for me. But I think that it's not enough when myself don't even support and care for myself. Get what I mean? I always thought that I'm not good enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, nothing is gonna be enough right? my sister always said that our imperfection makes us human. She got a point. The only problem here is my thoughts. I think it's a process. I can't straight away accept the facts. But at least I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I didn't know my insecurities affect the people I cared the most. How selfish... haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-1451640034794086835?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/1451640034794086835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/11/power-of-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1451640034794086835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1451640034794086835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/11/power-of-thoughts.html' title='The power of thoughts'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L8wKym6jqZ8/TtS7cpCyE6I/AAAAAAAACGc/MCP8Nr0eZIo/s72-c/Sunny%2BDay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-3150925045860712873</id><published>2011-11-13T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T19:53:17.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Logos Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/logoshope.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 427px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cat face!!~ haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was the last day Logos Hope will be here in Kuching so my mum brought us there. It's one exciting experience. People there were super nice and I love their cookies... (brain freezing!!) omg! I stare at this screen like an idiot. I think I ate too much and all my blood from my brain goes down to my stomach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I start to fall in love with my new layout actually. What you thing? izit too plain? or do you still like the previous one more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tell me, tell me~ =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-3150925045860712873?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/3150925045860712873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/11/logos-hope.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3150925045860712873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3150925045860712873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/11/logos-hope.html' title='Logos Hope'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-6990179984330228215</id><published>2011-11-12T14:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:32:49.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last minute plan?! It's okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I changed my layout. A more simple and plain one obviously. Do I love it? sort of. Not really but it's okay. Still room for improvement. Yesterday morning I did a list of the 6 things I want to do but I only get to have 3 out of 6. Anyway, yesterday was amazing. Did something I didn't even expect myself doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first is I actually said yes to a last minute plan to the movies. I guess everyone wants a relax time away from our assignments. It's a huge risk to say yes. Why? cause I don't like dark, cold and a closed door room filled with unknown humans. It's scary for me okay. I need some time to get ready myself before going to the movies. Maybe it's just my silly thoughts so yeah, last minute movie plan, no-no. But yesterday I realised that it isn't that bad. Although I forced myself to pee twice before I go in. Oh yeah... I watched Immortals. I love it but there's too much violences that I actually shut my eyes in some of the scenes. And I don't know why the guys don't like it. Maybe if compared to Clash of the Titans or 300 this movie is not that good. But still I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/j2ODMJsocoU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Second, instead of reading only one chapter of the book I'm currently reading, I read nine! Then I start to freak-out and continue with my assignments. I did manage to finish up at least 80% of my 3D character *proud proud* I wanted ice cream but my sister said that I spend too much on ice cream. WHAT! I like ma. how how how? *acting all gangster and stuff*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Third is I slept at 3am but I still feel like a had a very good night sleep. No stupid dreams. Thank God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-6990179984330228215?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/6990179984330228215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-minute-plan-its-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6990179984330228215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6990179984330228215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-minute-plan-its-okay.html' title='Last minute plan?! It&apos;s okay'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/j2ODMJsocoU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-446807419895708482</id><published>2011-11-11T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:50:48.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.11.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody is talking about today since it's 11.11.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can see it all over Facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{So, here are my six "11/11/11 wishes"}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 Double Zinger Burger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 Vanilla Ice Cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 3D Character done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 Chapter of a book done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 Good Night Sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-446807419895708482?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/446807419895708482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/446807419895708482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/446807419895708482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html' title='11.11.11'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8981185769791737723</id><published>2011-11-10T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T19:32:02.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hielo is here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/hielo_02.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mine was the medium cup brownies + oreo yogurt ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't like my high forehead but I was late to class so I got no time to wash my hair. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/hielo_01.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sister got the small cup dark chocolate + oreo yogurt ice cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So today was freaking HOT and I feel like I can just melt in a second... not. My makeup melt got &lt;i&gt;la&lt;/i&gt;. Anyway, Sue told me the Hielo just open and like any other typical &lt;i&gt;kepo&lt;/i&gt; (busybody) people, we decided to have a try. Okay, just in case you don't know where Hielo is, it's at the ground floor of One Jaya. Sooo... I was quite excited when I saw the coming soon banner the other day. Cause it's ice cream of goodness sake. I'm crazy about ice cream especially the vanilla flavoured one and I can get really critical on the taste and texture of an ice cream. hmm... maybe I should talk about my favourite place to get a super sweet, super creamy, super nice ice cream in Kuching. If I go there again, I'll take picture of that place okie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay okay... what I think about Hielo yogurt ice cream? Do I think it's worth it? No. It's super pricey for a soft ice cream. Will I go back to Hielo? Yes. I'm waiting for their latte and strawberry flavour plus I think they just open so the standard is still not there yet. Will I go back if it still sucks? NO. duh. Not to be mean... but this is base on what I think only. If you think differently then it's totally up to you. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8981185769791737723?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8981185769791737723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/11/hielo-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8981185769791737723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8981185769791737723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/11/hielo-is-here.html' title='Hielo is here'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-7844815844390981698</id><published>2011-11-08T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T15:01:14.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back people</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/stillloveyou.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 560px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry people. I've been super busy this few days. Lots of coffee and lots of complains. And still going to be for the next few weeks. However, I decided that I would write something here before spiders come crawling all over my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It feels like my time is so packed that it doesn't feel like life. Plus I'm graduating soon, so all this questions about the future keep coming. I mean huge serious questions. I'm currently studying Multimedia Design and I keep asking myself whether or not I want to do this for the rest of my life. Not the rest of my life la. More like half of my life. Plan to retire early. haha~ Anyway, my answer is always the same, "I love multimedia design but...". But what I still don't know. I just feel like there's something more than just this. You know what I mean...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All I want to have are three things : Love, Happiness and Freedom. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-7844815844390981698?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/7844815844390981698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-back-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7844815844390981698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7844815844390981698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-back-people.html' title='I&apos;m back people'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-7781983015620453604</id><published>2011-10-29T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T20:46:40.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Kiehl's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/KiehlsBlemishControl.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blemish Control Daily Skin-Clearing Treatment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The saleslady was really patient and nice to us even though me and sue look at everything without knowing what we want. Very tempt to buy all but I only got myself this then the rest are for free. I don't know whether this will work but I hope it does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What it does:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Formulated with a powerful blend of blemish-fighting Dioic, Salicylic and Lipo Hydroxy Acids, known to minimize the appearance of acne and blemishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;(Information from: &lt;a href="http://www.kiehls.com/Acne-Blemish-Control-Daily-Skin-Clearing-Treatment/735,default,pd.html?start=8&amp;amp;cgid=face-targeted-treatments"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/KiehlsLipBalm.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lip Balm #1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, for today only we can get this for free for every purchase. So yeah, cool right. Although I actually wanted to get myself the scented lip balm which they don't sell it here yet, I think this is equally good. I mean great. It's super super moisturise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What it does:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;•Temporarily protects and helps relieve chapped or cracked lips.&lt;br /&gt;•Helps protect lips from the drying effects of wind and cold weather.&lt;br /&gt;•Formulated with soothing emollients Squalane, Lanolin and Sweet Almond Oil as well as Vitamins A and E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;(Information from: &lt;a href="http://www.kiehls.com/Lip-Balm-%231/307,default,pd.html?start=5&amp;amp;cgid=face-eye"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/KiehlsFreeSamplel.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So they also gave me and my sister both a set of free sample.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cleanser, Toner and Moisturiser. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-7781983015620453604?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/7781983015620453604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-kiehls.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7781983015620453604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7781983015620453604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-kiehls.html' title='To Kiehl&apos;s'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-2126172608213450448</id><published>2011-10-29T11:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T18:10:09.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut Hair : DONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;TADAA!! My hair is short now. Regret? not yet. lol. But it's felt nice to chop my hair off. Feel more free and well... different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took this using my lousy quality webcam. So yeah... hope you like it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/111029-090658-1.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/111029-091120-1.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/111029-090816-1.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kiehl's just opened yesterday at the Spring. So, I'm going there soon to get myself their &lt;a href="http://www.kiehls.com/Scented-Lip-Balm-%231/696,default,pd.html?start=14&amp;amp;cgid=face-eye"&gt;Scented Lip Balm&lt;/a&gt;. Hope they have it here. *finger cross*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-2126172608213450448?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/2126172608213450448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/cut-hair-done.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2126172608213450448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2126172608213450448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/cut-hair-done.html' title='Cut Hair : DONE'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-4054334861228553662</id><published>2011-10-27T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:40:45.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Ice-cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/koreanicecream.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/koreanicecream_03.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;When to Young Su's Ice-Cream today since it's like freaking hot. Surprisingly, their ice-cream tasted very different from the 1st time I went there. It's creamier and I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got the Green Tea + Coffee. The green tea don't taste bitter. *thumbs up*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's a vacancy there. RM600 wo. Some more work in an ice cream shop. So if you're finding for a job then I think it's pretty cool to work in an ice cream shop. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/koreanicecream_02.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My super talented twin sister. Don't look like me right? right right right. We purposely dyed our hair different from each other. What a freak... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I want to chop my hair... OFF. It's like I love love love long hair. But it feels like I'm with long hair for a long long time. You know what I mean... I need some change in my life. I think. Easily get bored.... of MYSELF. haha. Anyway, got to continue with my assignments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Til next time, love life and if things don't work out as plan, just move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-4054334861228553662?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/4054334861228553662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/korean-ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4054334861228553662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4054334861228553662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/korean-ice-cream.html' title='Korean Ice-cream'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-5053657321548494978</id><published>2011-10-26T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:10:19.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>McDonald for birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/McDDay.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tracy and I. Printing McD coupon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/McDDay_02.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I somehow don't think my sunglasses colour suit my outfit. I mean like it doesn't fit any of my clothes. Anyway, who cares rite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/McD_08.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day I drove behind this polis truck that pull this black car. Thank God I'm like kinda far apart from it cause the wheel of the back of that black car came off then roll over to the side of the road. Crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/McD_03.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/McD_04.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/McD_05.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got Quarter Pounder for RM6 something using the coupon we printed out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So... we when McD to celebrate Tracy's 21st Birthday. It's been awhile since the last I ate at McD. I want their ice cream. The other day I when to McD for ice cream but finish already. ahhh!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-5053657321548494978?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/5053657321548494978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/mcdonald-for-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5053657321548494978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5053657321548494978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/mcdonald-for-birthday.html' title='McDonald for birthday'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8333041149264112722</id><published>2011-10-23T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:47:06.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar High</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7971.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/SugarHigh_02.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/SugarHigh.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I decided to buy some snack so that I can do my assignment while eating at the same time. So yeah, if you know me you'll know that I love popcorn. idk why. It's like my whole family love it. I don't have to be watching a movie to want some. Me, Anytime, Anywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is the last day of my mid semester break. Sad. There's a few stuff I still need to blog about but all the pictures is not with me. So that I have to wait. I'll post about my holiday as soon as I got those pictures okay people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got no idea what to wear so I took my mum's top which i make it into a dress (Well, I'm a shorty =P) and wore my sister's blazer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8333041149264112722?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8333041149264112722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/sugar-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8333041149264112722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8333041149264112722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/sugar-high.html' title='Sugar High'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-875079998914837228</id><published>2011-10-21T16:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T16:01:27.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mulberry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t Ask Amanda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polyvore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celine handbags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Converse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IRO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short shorts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claudie Pierlot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rope jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chanel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kevyn Aucoin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high top shoes'/><title type='text'>Let's Rock The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;div style='position:relative;width:400px;height:400px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.polyvore.com/lets_rock_world/set?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.svc=blogger&amp;amp;id=38473738'&gt;&lt;img force='1' border='0' height='400' title='Let&amp;apos;s Rock The World' src='http://embed.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-set/cid/38473738/id/hA9D4Lr74BGywV8V_L_sTQ/size/e.jpg' alt='Let&amp;apos;s Rock The World' width='400'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.polyvore.com/lets_rock_world/set?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;amp;.svc=blogger&amp;amp;amp;id=38473738'&gt;Let's Rock The World&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href='http://joannwithadash.polyvore.com/?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;amp;.svc=blogger'&gt;joannwithadash&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href='http://www.polyvore.com/rope_jewelry/shop?query=rope+jewelry'&gt;rope jewelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;div style='padding-top:16px'&gt;&lt;p style='clear:both;margin:0em;padding:0px'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/thing.outbound?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.svc=blogger&amp;amp;id=41770055' rel='nofollow'&gt;&lt;img force='1' height='50' style='border:1px solid #cccccc;margin:0 8px 8px 0;padding:2px;background-color:#ffffff;' src='http://ak2.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-thing/size/s/tid/41770055.jpg' hspace='4' align='left' width='50'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='margin-bottom:8px'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/thing.outbound?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.svc=blogger&amp;amp;id=41770055' rel='nofollow'&gt;Claudie Pierlot shirts blouse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;€135 - placedestendances.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br style='display:none'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='clear:both;margin:0em;padding:0px'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/thing.outbound?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.svc=blogger&amp;amp;id=41916532' rel='nofollow'&gt;&lt;img force='1' height='50' style='border:1px solid #cccccc;margin:0 8px 8px 0;padding:2px;background-color:#ffffff;' src='http://ak2.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-thing/size/s/tid/41916532.jpg' hspace='4' align='left' width='50'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='margin-bottom:8px'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/thing.outbound?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.svc=blogger&amp;amp;id=41916532' rel='nofollow'&gt;Don't Ask Amanda short shorts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;$70 - generalpants.com.au&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br style='display:none'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='clear:both;margin:0em;padding:0px'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/thing.outbound?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.svc=blogger&amp;amp;id=41368420' rel='nofollow'&gt;&lt;img force='1' height='50' style='border:1px solid #cccccc;margin:0 8px 8px 0;padding:2px;background-color:#ffffff;' src='http://ak1.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-thing/size/s/tid/41368420.jpg' hspace='4' align='left' width='50'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='margin-bottom:8px'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/thing.outbound?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.svc=blogger&amp;amp;id=41368420' rel='nofollow'&gt;Converse high top shoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;£45 - 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glassworks-studios.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br style='display:none'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='clear:both;margin:0em;padding:0px'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/thing.outbound?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.svc=blogger&amp;amp;id=22539375' rel='nofollow'&gt;&lt;img force='1' height='50' style='border:1px solid #cccccc;margin:0 8px 8px 0;padding:2px;background-color:#ffffff;' src='http://ak1.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-thing/size/s/tid/22539375.jpg' hspace='4' align='left' width='50'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='margin-bottom:8px'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/thing.outbound?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.svc=blogger&amp;amp;id=22539375' rel='nofollow'&gt;Kevyn Aucoin The Creamy Moist Glow -Bliss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;$24 - barneys.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br style='display:none'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='clear:both;margin:0em;padding:0px'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/thing.outbound?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.svc=blogger&amp;amp;id=38104727' rel='nofollow'&gt;&lt;img force='1' height='50' style='border:1px solid #cccccc;margin:0 8px 8px 0;padding:2px;background-color:#ffffff;' src='http://ak1.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-thing/size/s/tid/38104727.jpg' hspace='4' align='left' width='50'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='margin-bottom:8px'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/thing.outbound?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.svc=blogger&amp;amp;id=38104727' rel='nofollow'&gt;CHANEL LE VERNIS NAIL COLOUR | Nordstrom.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;$25 - nordstrom.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br style='display:none'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-875079998914837228?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/875079998914837228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/let-rock-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/875079998914837228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/875079998914837228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/let-rock-world.html' title='Let&amp;#39;s Rock The World'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-830637088646979826</id><published>2011-10-13T08:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T08:43:41.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marshmallow Brownies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/brownies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/brownies_02.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/brownies_03.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was long ago but I don't have the time to blog about it. Plus I kinda forgotten about it until yesterday night.  Anyway, me, sue and aini decided to make a marshmallow brownies since Aini had one during her trip to Langkawi. She told us that it's nice. So we tried to make one. I don't think it's as nice as the 1st one she tried but It's okay. As long we have fun. It's super super sweet actually. I can eat them if only it's a small tiny piece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night I slept early cause my ulcer is killing me. I don't know why it feels like my ulcer now is serious. It's like my jaw is falling. Super pain. And you know what's more annoying about it? It's the fact that I can't talk well. and and and... I sometimes have to repeat my words twice since no one understands what I'm saying. But then I manage to get up at 1 in the morning to do my assignment. Quite shock I can finish modelled 3 buildings last night. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-830637088646979826?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/830637088646979826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/marshmallow-brownies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/830637088646979826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/830637088646979826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/marshmallow-brownies.html' title='Marshmallow Brownies'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-2588872323920037278</id><published>2011-10-12T17:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T17:52:28.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two down and more to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Assignments_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Assignments_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Assignments_03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my assignment needed us to create a logo. So I did this logo for my own personal studio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knows... maybe for my future design studio?? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sooo, been busy with assignments this few days. I don't even have time to dye my hair. It looks so suckish now. But, looking at the bright side... next week is my mid sem holiday!! whoo hoo~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Within three week I had 3 ulcers. After on heal, then next one come out. It's painful and annoying. Hate ulcer. Hard to talk with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still got stuff to do. Assignment I mean. Hope I can post something nice tomorrow. Til then, have fun~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p.s, my boyfriend said that I'm like a steam chicken. HAHA! What a joker...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-2588872323920037278?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/2588872323920037278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/two-down-and-more-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2588872323920037278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2588872323920037278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/two-down-and-more-to-go.html' title='Two down and more to go'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-1437326254506507043</id><published>2011-10-08T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T21:52:43.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes you stronger?</title><content type='html'>I somehow find fights or arguments make a relationship stronger. It's weird after that but later on the awkwardness fades and everything seem better than usual. I mean like seriously, it's as if I've learn to compromise and the other learn to respect. It's all a learning process I guess. It's just up to us to choose to learn to tolerate or else we'll be walking out the door. Am I right? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got tons of things to do and yet I'm still here. Talking to my 15inch laptop screen. You know, it's a really bad idea to drink coffee before your meal. It kinda makes you not in the mood to eat. I think I'm going to make another one after my dinner. I don't know why I keep feeling sleepy. It's like my eyes want to close but my body want to move. Oh well... another weird weird day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Til next time, stay healthy and don't drink coffee before your meal. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-1437326254506507043?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/1437326254506507043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-makes-you-stronger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1437326254506507043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1437326254506507043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-makes-you-stronger.html' title='What makes you stronger?'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-6531613164638398872</id><published>2011-10-06T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T20:59:58.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just love. Okay people?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Sushi-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Single is not a status.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is a word that best describes a person&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;who is strong enough to live and enjoy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;life without depending on others."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sounds familiar? Yea, it's been all over Facebook for awhile now. I don't know why but don't you thing this is a little mean. Like for people who's in a relationship. I think it's very insane to say such thing. We still depend on our teachers, parents and especially God. I know what it is like to be single, I used to be single for 19 years. I know as a single person we want to tell the world that we are strong and independent. No one say you're not. Like I said, I used to be single. So I understand. But I don't go around putting others down and saying stuff like people who is in a relationship depend on their partner. You know what I mean. I go into a relationship because I love my boyfriend, not to depend on him. &lt;b&gt;I think to live and enjoy life is a choice no matter if you're single or in a relationship. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I am telling you, loud and proud...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;b&gt;In a relationship is not a status.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is a word that best describes a person&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;who is still strong enough to live and enjoy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;life (full stop)"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-6531613164638398872?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/6531613164638398872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-love-okay-people.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6531613164638398872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6531613164638398872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-love-okay-people.html' title='Just love. Okay people?'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-2962236509135207118</id><published>2011-10-05T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T20:26:44.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm such a lazy girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Violet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Violet_02.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahhh~~ Cody. Love love love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm scared of humans. I'm scared to be in place full of people. Especially the library. If I sit at the corner then it's okay but if it's like in the middle of so many people I'll go crazy. I don't know why. It's like I going to faint or something. HAHA. weird. Anyway, I got nothing to wear so I wore my mum's top. Maybe I should go &lt;i&gt;korek korek&lt;/i&gt; her closet. Sounds like a plan. *evil laugh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okie, nite nite people. Til next time, Stay Beautiful~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-2962236509135207118?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/2962236509135207118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-such-lazy-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2962236509135207118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2962236509135207118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-such-lazy-girl.html' title='I&apos;m such a lazy girl'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8784379408823733473</id><published>2011-10-04T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T22:03:22.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Just White</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/WhiteT_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_9775.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/WhiteT.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_9776.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's funny how I feel so shit in the inside yet I still want to pretend than I'm tough and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't ask me why I felt that way. Maybe it's one of those days in a month where... hmm... you girls will know what I mean. Or maybe it's just plain insecurities. HAHA. Who know's right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah, I just got this top from Pins and Needles. If you're from Kuching then it's like a must to check out their shop okay. I think like half of my closet is from Pins and Needles. I always wanted to find a top like this. Just a comfortable plain long sleeves shirt. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8784379408823733473?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8784379408823733473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-white.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8784379408823733473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8784379408823733473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-white.html' title='Just White'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-1875393070766280079</id><published>2011-10-02T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T23:33:58.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DearBirthday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jamburestaurant.com/"&gt;Jambu Restaurant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice place, nicer food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DearBirthday_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Birthday boy~ whoo hoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DearBirthday_03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;/div--&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_9588800x533.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_9595800x533.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;His&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had a great day on his birthday. It's the 3rd birthday I celebrated with him. Imagine... 3rd. To me it's a huge thing. I can't believe it actually. With a great guy celebrating his birthday for the 3rd time. hehe~ make me remember those days when I first met him. *blushing* haha. I'm actually quite blur that time. I only know he's very down to earth and I never felt so comfortable with a guy like I would with him. I think that's the reason why I accept him as my boyfriend. And it's one of my best decision ever. He's my best decision. lol. Damn I love him. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-1875393070766280079?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/1875393070766280079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/his-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1875393070766280079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1875393070766280079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/his-birthday.html' title='His birthday'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8839041738100602955</id><published>2011-10-01T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T18:13:06.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop but never drop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday I had a great day with Aini, Sharon and my sis. I think SCR food make us a little bit crazy. &lt;i&gt;Kenyang Bodoh&lt;/i&gt;... lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_9717.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_9719.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_9724.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Etude House just opened at The Spring. Happy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;It's actually really super small. And when you're inside the shop you'll surely find yourselves saying "Excuse Me, Excuse me... Sorry, Sorry".  Anyway, Kiehl's and La Senza is opening soon. So yeah, can't wait for both. *thumbs up*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Okay, so I got myself a compact powder since I need one and my mum keep saying that I use her's. Well, I did... but I don't want to spend on something I can get from my mum's room. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I bought their compact powder and got a free mirror. I'm like.. how they know I want a mirror. HAHA. Creepy, they can read minds. No lah no lah, if you buy RM30 and above you'll get a mirror. A very cute round one. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_9729.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also got a Hada Labo face wash and moisturising lotion. I still can't say anything about them. But I'm hoping for the best. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8839041738100602955?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8839041738100602955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/shop-but-never-drop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8839041738100602955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8839041738100602955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/10/shop-but-never-drop.html' title='Shop but never drop'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-7634359474829585839</id><published>2011-09-28T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T19:52:28.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not getting any better. After a sorethoat then an ulcer and now plus a flu. And most of the time you can't tell that I'm sick. I don't know why. There's this time I got really really sick in school, like I see everything in grey. Then, I told my teacher and I want to go back. GUESS WHAT!! They don't believe me. Yea, they!... two teacher whispering whispering and looking at me as if I'm lying. Like what the... What they expect me to do? faint or crawl all over the floor just to believe me. Argh *roll eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Makeup Artist I love}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out all her video tutorial. I bet you can find something interesting that suit your taste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qAg6AzB2JVs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Fashion Stylist I love}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chriselleinc.com"&gt;Chriselle Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check her blog too. I think she's super inspiring, super smart and super fabulous. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HdBLOw5JJoY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-7634359474829585839?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/7634359474829585839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/still-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7634359474829585839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7634359474829585839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/still-sick.html' title='Still sick'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qAg6AzB2JVs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-5936324670328098424</id><published>2011-09-26T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:57:42.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange Lips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/OrangeLips.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Etude House is going to open at The Spring soon. Excited but at the same time not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think if there's one thing I love about Kuching, I'm gonna say is that you can't get everything here. This limitation makes me save more. Oh well, I guess it's time to learn how to fight temptation. Fight fight fight!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I got this orange lip tint from Etude during my trip to Taiwan. My boyfriend told me it's weird to have an orange lip. But I couldn't care less. HAHA. I still love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me and my sister got this "motto" and it is "if you don't like something, change it". If you don't like how you look, then change it. Why not? why be the same if you can be different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-5936324670328098424?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/5936324670328098424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/orange-lips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5936324670328098424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5936324670328098424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/orange-lips.html' title='Orange Lips'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-2903944997057755049</id><published>2011-09-19T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T11:53:35.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar High For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/bakeheart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/HeartCookies.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://annies-eats.net/2011/02/09/chocolate-sugar-cookies-and-how-to-marble-royal-icing/"&gt;Chocolate Sugar Cookies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Give it a try!~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My boyfriend's birthday is coming up, soon. So, I decided to bake him cookies. The colourings got all over my new top though, but it's worth it. Anyways, it's not perfect but it's the heart that count right? (trying to make myself feel better).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's my 1st time baking cookies with icing. I made alot but I choose the nice one to give them to my boyfriend. The rest I'm gonna eat them!!~ Sugar High!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-2903944997057755049?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/2903944997057755049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/sugar-high-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2903944997057755049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2903944997057755049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/sugar-high-for-you.html' title='Sugar High For You'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8102686025295305540</id><published>2011-09-18T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T21:36:02.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the three of us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here it is, 6 different ways to wear your maxi skirts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 190px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Maxi_02.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Maxi.jpg" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 620px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_9433.png" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Aini and my sister, Sue-Ann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my twin sister decided to dye our hair different from each other. But still people know we're twins. Haiz... In fact, I think even more people realise that we are twins. Weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday I bake something for my boy. Want to know what then wait til my tomorrow post. There will be lots of pink, lots of red, lots of heart, and definitely lots of LOVE~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_9461.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8102686025295305540?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8102686025295305540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-three-of-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8102686025295305540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8102686025295305540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-three-of-us.html' title='Just the three of us'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-261714450120805964</id><published>2011-09-17T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T00:39:44.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxi</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 440px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/MaxiDay_03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So... Sue, Aini and myself got this idea on how we "in our own way" wear a maxi skirts. So yea, this are my chosen 2. Have to wait for the monkey(my sister... HAHA) to edit all of our pictures. I'm starting to love white. White this white that. Don't ask me why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, hope you guys like it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 440px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/MaxiDay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look 1: with a sleeveless silk top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/MaxiDay_02.jpg" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 440px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look 2: as a dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yeah, I think among all the years I live, this year is the toughest. Every issues/problems seems bigger. You name it... assignment issues, family issues, boyfriend issues, weight issues, self issues... everything. Even my cat is starting to get a little bit demanding. But after everything I think I gain even more. omg... I feel so lame now. hah! I feel like I know myself better... i know what I like and dislike, I know that if I don't like something I can always change it, I know there's always an exist door and I know what I deserve.  But most importantly I know what I worth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know about you people out there, but it took me this long to realise that. It's like this feeling of peace that comes by knowing something only you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-261714450120805964?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/261714450120805964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/maxi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/261714450120805964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/261714450120805964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/maxi.html' title='Maxi'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-6269328025273615086</id><published>2011-09-16T14:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T19:15:42.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Teal and Salmon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so sorry for not blogging as much as I wish to. I'm such a lazy person. And besides... I think I rather dig for new dirts in Facebook than to do other stuff when I'm free. Oh well. You know what... I realised that I got this fear of being alone. It's not really a physical thing. It's more like in my head. In other words, I don't like the thought of being alone like now or forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah... I did say in one of my post that I wanted to digital perm my hair so that I don't have to use so much time curling it. So yea, I thought about it and I decided that I would rather wake up like 6 in the morning to do my hair. Cause I know I'll get bored of the curls eventually and now I can just choose whenever I want to leave it straight or curl it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/TealSalmon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got this bag for less than RM40 during my trip to taiwan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love love love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Taking about taiwan, AHHHH!! need to edit more pictures and blog about it. &lt;i&gt;aduh~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to faint already. It's my last semester in uni and I can predict that I'll have lots of sleepless night ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday my result is out. I got HD. And I'm super happy. Thought of buying myself something nice as a present but I'm almost broke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-6269328025273615086?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/6269328025273615086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/teal-and-salmon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6269328025273615086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6269328025273615086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/teal-and-salmon.html' title='Teal and Salmon'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-3698207490058957327</id><published>2011-09-01T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T14:30:17.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merdeka BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm back~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was fun and tiring at the same time. But mostly fun. There's so much food that we can't finish them all. The whole afternoon I keep thinking of all the marinated meat inside my refrigerator. Feel like want to steal one and cook it. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okie dokie, enjoy the pictures... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still need to find a day to edit my Taiwan trip pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/BBQ_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hotdogs... lots of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/BBQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken and lamb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/BBQ_04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were too excited to bbq, so we cooked a few before everyone come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/BBQ_05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/BBQ_03.jpg" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zac was so happy yesterday. Alot of friends and alot of foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/BBQ_06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/BBQ_07.jpg" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/BBQ_08.jpg" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/BBQ_09.jpg" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 420px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ended our meal with ice cream~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-3698207490058957327?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/3698207490058957327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/merdeka-bbq.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3698207490058957327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3698207490058957327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/09/merdeka-bbq.html' title='Merdeka BBQ'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-6059991708461747307</id><published>2011-08-18T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T20:12:13.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 380px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/ReddishRed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/ReddishRed_2.jpg" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 380px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/ReddishRedMug.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 440px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;hohoho~ Finally got my hands on this Dooodolls Reddish Twin mug. I asked my twin sister to get the orange one. I'm broke. Sort of. haha. Not really actually. Anyway, I went out with my boyfriend for lunch and then went to get some ice kacang. And you know what, the ticket lady did not give me a &lt;i&gt;saman&lt;/i&gt;. It's like my car is invisible. She check the 2 cars beside mine. But not mine. It's so freaking weird. That ticket lady walk passed my car as if it's not there. I feel really blessed but as the same time it's kinda creepy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okie dokie, til next time, Have a great day ahead and to some, Happy Holiday!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-6059991708461747307?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/6059991708461747307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/08/merry-christmas-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6059991708461747307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6059991708461747307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/08/merry-christmas-to-me.html' title='Merry Christmas to me'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-5554906464676818308</id><published>2011-08-15T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T19:00:16.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella in Heels</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/GraphicNovel_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/GraphicNovel_2.jpg" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/GraphicNovel_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/GraphicNovel_4.jpg" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/GraphicNovel_5.jpg" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/GraphicNovel_6.jpg" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/GraphicNovel_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/GraphicNovel_8.jpg" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/GraphicNovel_9.jpg" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~~ My winter semester is so over. But I still feel so panic whenever I wake up. I'll be like "omg omg what page I haven't done yet". I actually can't believe I can finish this all 18 pages including the back n front cover in 3 weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okie dokie, enjoy reading my graphic novel... I guess? Til next time, have a great night . For me it's watching Teen Wolf!! whoo hoo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-5554906464676818308?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/5554906464676818308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/08/cinderella-in-heels.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5554906464676818308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5554906464676818308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/08/cinderella-in-heels.html' title='Cinderella in Heels'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8550084106425264824</id><published>2011-08-12T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T13:13:29.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Love it or Hate it</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7693edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Clean &amp;amp; Clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;::Daily Soft face cleanser::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No matter how many products I bought I'll end up sticking to this. Why? cuz well, 1st it really cleans my face well and 2nd I feel so much fresher after washing my face. Maybe because it contains green tea, aloe vera, and cucumber. All great stuff in one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favourite face wash then and now. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7689edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ST. Ives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;::Naturally Clear Apricot Face Wash::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, this is love at first wash. No joke. It's a scrub so it's advisable to use it 3-4 times a week. I love their new packaging (damn cute for lazy people like me), it smells nice, and it wash well. Plus, it get rid of blemishes and blackheads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And one thing that really makes me love this face scrub so much is that after using it, it kinda gives this feeling as if you just splash your face with ice cold water. So refreshing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7684edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playboy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;::Play it Sexy deodorant::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The packaging it kinda big for a deodorant I think. Weird. But it smells really good and the lace design is brilliant. It attracted me in the first place don't they? It actually smells really weird at first. Like those in-your-face smell. But after awhile the strong scent turn sweet. Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7661edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bio-essence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;::Bio Platinum BB Cream::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This I love and hate. Love cuz it's moisturise my skin and it cover so-so. Hate cuz it doesn't really cover as well and it's kinda too thick for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7652edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Garnier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;::Pure Self-Heating Sauna Mask::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought 2 of this mask actually. Used one yesterday. What I think? I loved it! I can feel the heat right after I put it on. Feels like I'm in a sauna. But it doesn't feel hot for long. Don't worry. It contains clay and zinc in it. So it works to remove impurities and excess sebum. After using it, my face feel smoother and clean. Plus, unlike other mask that makes you wait for 10-15 minutes. This only takes 3 minutes and then you can wash them off. Simple as that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;::Age Lift Firming Mask::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't tried this yet. But what attract me to buy this is the red sexy colour. HAHA. Okay, I'm just kidding. It stated at the front that it has this "8-hours lifting effect". I'll like wow~ Have to try. So yeah, hope it does what it says. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7648edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Garnier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;::Light whitening moisturiser::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One Garnier product leads to another Garnier product. I realised Garnier is actually quite good and the price so damn reasonable. I think I got this for like 15 bucks. I mean like other brand will cost twice the price for a moisturiser. TWICE! I save half the price for a good product. I got nothing to hate about it. It moisturise well, not greasy at all, and it has SPF 15. What more can I ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7644edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Garnier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;::Light Extra Whitening Repairing Milk Lotion::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AHHH!! I'm so excited to tell you guys about this lotion. At 1st I was like worried that it's like every other lotion. But it's not! It's surprisingly good. Me and my sister have eczema so we need a super good lotion. I tried lots of lotion and this I love. For start, it feels light but it really does moisturised my skin. Plus it has UVA/UVB filter. And and and... it lighten dark spots and gives you a nice light even skin tone. AND it doesn't cost much at all. You see, so many and. lol. It's good okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, That's all for today. Til then, stay beautiful~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8550084106425264824?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8550084106425264824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-it-or-hate-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8550084106425264824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8550084106425264824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-it-or-hate-it.html' title='Love it or Hate it'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-2059863331805731835</id><published>2011-08-11T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T15:19:30.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Clay my face</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/mask2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7617.jpg" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Mask-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 450px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I so need a mask right now. My skin quality sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's when I feel desperate that I only buy a mask. I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I bought a few stuff just now. I'll talk about them tomorrow when the light is nicer. Nice light=nice pictures... nuf said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so damn busy this few days. Constantly sleeping at 3 or 4 in the morning. No wonder my skin goes bad. And and and I think I'm getting moody-eeerrrrr. At least I know when I get all bitchy and stuff okay. Good think I got a boyfriend who I can shoot shoot shoot~~ haha. Okay, that is so a joke. Sort of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Til next time, Good Night and sweet dreams~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-2059863331805731835?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/2059863331805731835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/08/clay-my-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2059863331805731835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2059863331805731835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/08/clay-my-face.html' title='Clay my face'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-761842234010265415</id><published>2011-08-07T02:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T12:07:39.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 400px; display: block; height: 598px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought of digital perm my hair next semester. Curly them is just way too tiring you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And no, I'm not giving you people my middle finger. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 400px; display: block; height: 598px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cally got me that hp casing. Thank you~ Damn I love white. Talking about white, don't bother my white face that don't even match my body colour!! It's called bad BB cream and flash. hmm... No, I think it's mainly bad BB cream. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay okay, 1 week to go and my winter semester will be OVER! But 1st I need to finish up my assignment. Even my boyfriend is worry whether or not I can finish my assignment on time. Choi ah! I ask him go touch wood. lol~ No matter what I still have to finish it ok. I'm not lazy I just got distracted from... erm... something... anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeah, went to Kuching Fest again just now. Only bought a hot dog. I didn't get myself a fried ice cream. GRR... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I got to go now, I'm not suppose to blog actually. Boyfriend say no and I'm still here. If he read this then I just say that my imaginary secretary wrote this. Not me. Okay people? Not I write one okay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-761842234010265415?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/761842234010265415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/08/nah.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/761842234010265415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/761842234010265415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/08/nah.html' title='NAH!'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-2548617062098767626</id><published>2011-08-01T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:13:56.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeup like her~</title><content type='html'>She's so adorable. Anyway, here's her eye, cheek and lips makeup tutorial. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ENJOY!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/n9eHiye8qf0?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4b2uKeQfH7g?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going Kuching Fest tomorrow night! nom nom nom~ Going to eat til I faint. LOL~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-2548617062098767626?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/2548617062098767626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/08/makeup-like-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2548617062098767626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2548617062098767626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/08/makeup-like-her.html' title='Makeup like her~'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/n9eHiye8qf0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-6389829209877432282</id><published>2011-07-31T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T22:56:13.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say whaaaat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Boys are just being boys"... I don't even know who event such words. Guys, if there's a girl who say this weird statement to you then you better be careful. It means that you're stuck in the world where you don't want to be for long. In other words, BE A MAN for goodness sake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And girls, don't use PMS to go all crazy on other people. I know that we will feel more inpatient and stuff but don't you think that other people still deserved to be treated right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Either way, treat each other the way they deserve to. And if you snap or unintentionally upset someone then just say sorry. You have no idea how huge you can change a bad situation by just saying so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-6389829209877432282?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/6389829209877432282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/07/say-whaaaat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6389829209877432282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6389829209877432282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/07/say-whaaaat.html' title='Say whaaaat...'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-3178486549621229047</id><published>2011-07-30T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T23:43:13.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust me, I'm full of crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Trust. It's one thing we doubt about. Whether to trust or not to trust. It's something I think about daily. I don't know about you guys, but I do. I think it's the fear of maybe-probably make a fool out of myself. One thing about trust is that we have to choose either we trust or not at all. No such thing of half-half. So, how do we know we can believe someone? I feel like everyday I have to make a choice on who I can truly put my trust on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am the type of person who forgive people easily. I think because I tend to forget what people do. lol~ Anyway, when someone make a mistake, it feels so hard for me to trust that person back. I forgive them but it doesn't mean I fully trust them. It is so freaking hard to gain that trust back, don't you think so... It's like I feel so much pressure daily just because I'm afraid of AGAIN making a fool out of myself. You people know what I mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Damn! Why do I have to take life so seriously? *roll eyes* I want to puke. Bluek~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry guys, today no pictures. Just plain thoughts. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-3178486549621229047?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/3178486549621229047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/07/trust-me-im-full-of-crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3178486549621229047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3178486549621229047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/07/trust-me-im-full-of-crap.html' title='Trust me, I&apos;m full of crap'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-2892985502413748530</id><published>2011-07-29T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:19:08.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 900px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IBelieve.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-2892985502413748530?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/2892985502413748530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-believe-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2892985502413748530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2892985502413748530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-believe-in.html' title='I believe in...'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-4177384644264048227</id><published>2011-07-28T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T19:54:26.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>I want waves</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 450px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Catme3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's funny when everything seems so right for a long time I tend to think more. More as is in a bad way. More as in constantly questioning why things feel so straight and calm. Same goes to when people treat me nicely. I get really suspicious and will question more about that person attitude towards me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't get me wrong, but I'm super grateful when people around me treat me nice and things goes smoothly. But again! Isn't life is filled with ups and downs? Sometimes I feel better when I'm stressed out. It makes me feel... normal. Oh well, I shell ride this calm sea and when the huge wave come, I am  ready. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;::Girls Only::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay... If you people are curious on how I did my hair. Here's some tips for you. (I said IF okay. Don't you people go around telling others I'm the &lt;i&gt;perasan-&lt;/i&gt;type) lol~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tip 1: Curl your hair with a curling iron. It don't have to be perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tip 2: Tie your hair up. I mean tie it super super high. Again, don't have to be perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tips 3: Use a scarf to tie a cute ribbon on your top of your rubber band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then TA-DAH!~~ You're all ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okie Dokie~ Til next time... Have a wonderful day and my dad said that pineapple is good for your health. XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-4177384644264048227?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/4177384644264048227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-want-waves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4177384644264048227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4177384644264048227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-want-waves.html' title='I want waves'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-1100024051703944188</id><published>2011-07-15T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T15:24:04.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red is it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TS2KXOCWQwY/Th_opYoomYI/AAAAAAAACFE/vd1Vnu3HA8g/s1600/Productview_Textile-Pen_Reddish.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TS2KXOCWQwY/Th_opYoomYI/AAAAAAAACFE/vd1Vnu3HA8g/s400/Productview_Textile-Pen_Reddish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629473856921573762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HuRJidO04JI/Th_opKQn2-I/AAAAAAAACE8/DIDA3KlTlPY/s1600/Productview_Mechanical-Pencil_Reddish.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HuRJidO04JI/Th_opKQn2-I/AAAAAAAACE8/DIDA3KlTlPY/s400/Productview_Mechanical-Pencil_Reddish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629473853062765538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAG6ZXMKdmA/Th_oo1EDTGI/AAAAAAAACE0/S5sQugt2lk8/s1600/Productview_CH_reddish.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAG6ZXMKdmA/Th_oo1EDTGI/AAAAAAAACE0/S5sQugt2lk8/s400/Productview_CH_reddish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629473847372893282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--D_vAi9M4ik/Th_oo9SpI4I/AAAAAAAACEs/lzgubW1H_iM/s1600/Productview_CC-ReddishT.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--D_vAi9M4ik/Th_oo9SpI4I/AAAAAAAACEs/lzgubW1H_iM/s400/Productview_CC-ReddishT.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629473849581577090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!! I love Reddish Twin from &lt;a href="http://www.dooodolls.com/"&gt;Dooodolls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I want them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay okay, as you all notice. My blog change abit. It's not the real thing. Just for fun. I'll change again next time. Still thinking of a design. Plus, my banner very retard. so pixel...a...ted??? HAHA. I don't know what is the word for this. You know what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-1100024051703944188?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/1100024051703944188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/07/red-is-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1100024051703944188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1100024051703944188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/07/red-is-it.html' title='Red is it'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TS2KXOCWQwY/Th_opYoomYI/AAAAAAAACFE/vd1Vnu3HA8g/s72-c/Productview_Textile-Pen_Reddish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-5353769178994271157</id><published>2011-07-14T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T21:04:54.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/EyeYou3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't feel like using eyeliner today so yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It makes my today easier when I remove my makeup. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/EyeYou4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/EyeYou.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's funny how my friend's status on Facebook can be really stupid. Not to be rude but it's true. Sometimes they don't mean to say those things to offend me. I know it's not about me but it somehow felt like it is. So the best things to do is THINK BEFORE YOU TYPE SOMETHING OUT!! *roll eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, clearly I love this shirt (u can see me wearing it like everytime XP) It's huge and plus Malaysia very hot. So you know lah... big shirt=more air go in. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm in the process of redesigning my blog. Now very lame already. And my laziness add the lame-ness of my blog. Sorry guys~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeah Oh yeah!! If you're wondering why my hair turn black again. I said if... im not that &lt;i&gt;perasan&lt;/i&gt; one. I did my passport the other day so I can't take picture with my light brown hair. That's why... and no my hair didn't spoil (don't know why people keep asking whether or not my hair spoil) My hair is as healthy as healthy gets okay. No need ask again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;So what's up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 weeks of class is insanely short&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can't wait for the holiday though&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My boyfriend and I just celebrated our 2nd year anniversary on the 1st of July&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We did fight a lot the week before but we love even more today. =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saving money for the big shopping day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Totally in a lazy-mode right now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ooouuu~~~ 7 is my lucky number. I'll end here then.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Til next time, have fun day people~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-5353769178994271157?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/5353769178994271157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/07/back-again.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5353769178994271157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5353769178994271157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/07/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-1908836520910245538</id><published>2011-06-15T19:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T20:50:56.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Black Bow</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/bow_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stole my mum's coach scarf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hehe~ She knew and asked me to put it back after using it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's still in my room though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haiz~ I'm such a "good" kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/BlackBow.png" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Bow_05.png" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bought this top from Pins &amp;amp; Needle at One Jaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cool shop with cool clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Soooo.... Went out with Cally just now. She &lt;i&gt;chia&lt;/i&gt; us Starbucks. Thanks Cally. There's one point in my life where I'm like crazy about Starbucks. I like went there every week for like a year I think. I know right. Such a waste. I use to enjoy drinking there. I still do. But now it's like I don't really got this crave for Starbucks. Oh well, it's just a phase where I don't really spend much on clothes and makeup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know what I hate? People who make a big deal when someone wants there's number or make friends with them. *roll eyes* Call me mean. But it's the fact. Some people gets so "high" when other people like them or the things they do. There's no problem if you're flattered with it but don't have to act like a total Ms.B. If you know what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-1908836520910245538?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/1908836520910245538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/06/black-bow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1908836520910245538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1908836520910245538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/06/black-bow.html' title='Black Bow'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-4935974800088665355</id><published>2011-06-14T14:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T15:46:31.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>My first hand-made dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally done sewing a dress. It's my 1st time sewing. Minus the time where I sew my school badge on my school pinafore. That doesn't count. So it's not as pro as the shop one. And it only take last night and this morning to finish it. It's very simple... nothing complicated. I just know I want the neck-line to be those curvy type. So yea... It's yellow with white polka dots on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haiz... i still haven't post about the post I said I'm going to post. =P Oh well, wait my precious humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/InMyYellowDress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/InMyYellowDress_02.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/MyYellowDress_05.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you guys love it~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-4935974800088665355?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/4935974800088665355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-first-hand-made-dress.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4935974800088665355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4935974800088665355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-first-hand-made-dress.html' title='My first hand-made dress'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-7362327189916388556</id><published>2011-06-12T22:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T23:24:22.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Miss the sound of the waves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Again.jpg" /&gt; I fixed his hair. Then he mess it up later on. =="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/YouandI.jpg" /&gt; Me my my man. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/BlueBeach.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bought this sunglass from The Spring. Can fold it somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/WeAll.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/MeOntheBeach.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to play the water. Damn my period. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/CastleonSand.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hi people, miss me huh? I miss blogging though. It's nice to talk to my computer screen. lol~ Went to the beach with my friend the other day. Just lazy to blog about it. I thought I'll be so excited when holiday come. With all my plans and stuff. But then when holiday came I just feel like not doing anything. I just want to sit here and watch TV. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;You know what I wish? I wish I know what to say when someone wants some advice. If I think about it... I actually know what to say to make that person happier but then I stopped... I can't really advice someone when I don't even practise what I'm going to say to them. Sad... I know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh yea, went to watch a movie with my boyfriend just now. Super 8. It's okay I think. Can't wait for Green Lantern though. And this time I better get myself a popcorn. It's won't be a movie without popcorns. Twice I missed not getting a popcorn for myself. Why?! Cause of the long long line la. grr... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Btw, I blog will be filled with grammer mistakes and typo error. So just close one eye when you read my blog. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Have a beautiful day people~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-7362327189916388556?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/7362327189916388556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/06/miss-sound-of-waves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7362327189916388556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7362327189916388556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/06/miss-sound-of-waves.html' title='Miss the sound of the waves'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-4264881842308081855</id><published>2011-05-31T11:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T11:54:14.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What you think</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's this girl on Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She wrote a kinda mean as in not a good comment on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I delete those comments and unfriend her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is it mean? or I over reacted?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I normally shoot back, but this time I ignore. Really ignore... lol~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-4264881842308081855?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/4264881842308081855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-you-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4264881842308081855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4264881842308081855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-you-think.html' title='What you think'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-4574848528055487709</id><published>2011-05-30T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T23:06:25.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Back to Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_6203.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't ask. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/black_02.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's funny how I get bored easily. I'm not only talking about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, as you guys notice, I've been missing like for a while. Blame assignments and my lazy brain. I still got one assignment to go but I'm just too stress that decided to blog. There are a few things I want to talk about actually. Mostly things I bought that I think is worth buying. But that you just have to wait for the next post. Patient my lovely humans. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I dyed my hair dark chocolate and I freaked out. But then I kinda like it and hate it at the same time. I don't know. I still got this shocking feeling whenever I look at myself in the mirror. Oh well, change is... good/bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Argh... annoying la. Need to get back to my assignment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-4574848528055487709?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/4574848528055487709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/05/back-to-dark.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4574848528055487709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4574848528055487709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/05/back-to-dark.html' title='Back to Dark'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-5225553432040303848</id><published>2011-05-19T12:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:18:02.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like saying out how I really feel.&lt;br /&gt;I hold back my feelings, that's why i feel so messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't ask me what happen. Cause I'll surely say "Nothing".&lt;br /&gt;And you'll know that's one big fat lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-5225553432040303848?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/5225553432040303848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-know-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5225553432040303848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5225553432040303848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-know-it.html' title='You know it'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-4324713967457967048</id><published>2011-05-11T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T21:14:43.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Got me thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d95feTAuQ4I?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This video got me thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Who is Jo-Ann?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Ahhh!! assignments ah, still got time to think. Weird)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-4324713967457967048?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/4324713967457967048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/05/got-me-thinking.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4324713967457967048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4324713967457967048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/05/got-me-thinking.html' title='Got me thinking'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/d95feTAuQ4I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-3699173855996565333</id><published>2011-05-09T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T21:33:30.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>My cover is here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/cover.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/cover_2.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_6057.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you guys can see the pattern of the cover. It's more obvious in real life though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, I did dye my hair... AGAIN. It's more orangey now. Not really a fan of this colour actually. Oh well, I'll wait til next month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Finally my cover is here. It feels like forever to get it. But it's worth the wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;The picture shown in Dell website looks a little bit different. It looks very white in pictures but when I received it today it looks very beige. Either way it still looks lovely... to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Anyway, last 2 days was insane. My Maya software got error then all the model I made in 3d gone just like tat. It's like I know the problem but I don't know the solution to it. So I kept doing the same thing over and over again. At least 5 times I model the whole floor. From the bedroom to the living room. I did manage to find the solution but still the whole process of repeating the same thing is madness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-3699173855996565333?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/3699173855996565333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-cover-is-here.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3699173855996565333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3699173855996565333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-cover-is-here.html' title='My cover is here'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-1569468100928930388</id><published>2011-05-03T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T23:59:58.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>I had a sore-eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_5783.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My house lights damn hard to edit to make the colour look nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some more I had a sore-eye at my right eye. Can see red red a bit right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bang! I'm back with more stress. I don't know why but I'm always thinking about something when I'm doing something else. Anyways, last few days didn't get much sleep but somehow I feel so..so... happy. I think cause I spend a lot a lot of my time with my boyfriend. We're in the same group for our assignments so he'll be coming over more often to do our work together. It's like happy but still stress. I just love the feel of him being next to me. We can do our assignment the whole day but if he's just right by me, I feel very... how to say it... I feel very... Alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I finally when out dinner with my family though. My dad's going back to work tomorrow. Don't know when he'll be back. So we had our dinner at the new Secret Recipe. Damn a lot of people today. Don't know where they come from. People, it's only Tuesday for goodness sake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need to go shopping la. Feels like I'm out of things to wear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-1569468100928930388?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/1569468100928930388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-had-sore-eye.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1569468100928930388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1569468100928930388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-had-sore-eye.html' title='I had a sore-eye'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-3445316608593055698</id><published>2011-04-26T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T22:57:37.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>You, Me, We</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/110425-142950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/110425-142827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/110425-142857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/110425-143037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing my lappy webcam in class. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel like shit this few days. I don't even feel like seeing people. I just want to stay at home and do my assignments. I keep going to sleep at 4am or 5am and not only that. I sleep on the sofa downstairs since I'm doing my work there. I hope it's all worth the time at the end of this semester. The pressure of doing the best I can is extremely high. I don't even think I can handle it. (I can, I can!! *self motivation*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I just realised I'm not a nice or a friendly person. I thought I am. But I'm not. I don't like to bother people and I don't trust people easily. It's as if sometimes I blurred everyone else when I walk passed them. And I always thought people got bad intentions on me. I don't know why. Maybe it's because I still keep the pass with me that I'm scared of going through the same thing over again. You know what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-3445316608593055698?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/3445316608593055698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-me-we.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3445316608593055698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3445316608593055698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-me-we.html' title='You, Me, We'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8138834245143825249</id><published>2011-04-21T20:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T22:51:29.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Got my lappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_UZImJdrtio/TbAjJD_MtJI/AAAAAAAACEg/Xet0SQ2RMNw/s1600/NewDell_04.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 370px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_UZImJdrtio/TbAjJD_MtJI/AAAAAAAACEg/Xet0SQ2RMNw/s400/NewDell_04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598012975417701522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally I got my new lappy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It took me awhile just to survey what laptop suit me. So yea, I choose this &lt;a href="http://www.dell.com/my/p/inspiron-15r-n5110/pd?oc=t512049my&amp;amp;model_id=inspiron-15r-n5110"&gt;Inspiron 15R&lt;/a&gt; cause it's reasonable and the Specs are good enough for me to do all my crazy assignments. And and... I can choose the cover lid for my lappy. That will come later. So have to wait to see what design I chose. I'm supper excited about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, it's been like forever since I last post something. I usually on tumblr this few days. And the next few weeks I'll have sleepless night. I'm so damn worry about my assignments. haiz... feel like not enough time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay lah, til next time... Have a beautiful night. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/NewDell_03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/NewDell_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/NewDell_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8138834245143825249?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8138834245143825249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/got-my-lappy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8138834245143825249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8138834245143825249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/got-my-lappy.html' title='Got my lappy'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_UZImJdrtio/TbAjJD_MtJI/AAAAAAAACEg/Xet0SQ2RMNw/s72-c/NewDell_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-3973658944094680090</id><published>2011-04-11T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T22:02:35.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Does your heart skips a bit when you see me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Do you feel like the need to make me happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Do you have goosebumps whenever I say I love you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Do your feel the need to protect me if i'm in pain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Do you think about all our happy times at random days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Do you smile whenever you hear my incoming message?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Do you wish to see me tomorrow just to say hi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Does your heart melts when I smile?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;most importantly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Do you see me holding your hand in the future?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;oh wait, I forget. I shouldn't ask questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Damn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh well, I know my answer would be yes to every single question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-3973658944094680090?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/3973658944094680090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3973658944094680090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3973658944094680090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-you.html' title='Do you?'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-957831167267096415</id><published>2011-04-09T13:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T13:52:35.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Boo! click or else...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/InPink4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Old pictures I found in my folder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA... *cough* (i don't know why am I laughing also)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, just want to tell you guys that I create a &lt;b&gt;tumblr account&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's more like my little tiny corner where I put pictures that inspires me and stuff like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://joannwithadash.tumblr.com/"&gt;*CLICK HERE*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I annoyed myself sometimes *row eyes*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-957831167267096415?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/957831167267096415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/boo-click-or-else.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/957831167267096415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/957831167267096415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/boo-click-or-else.html' title='Boo! click or else...'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-7493422539213719657</id><published>2011-04-08T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T10:59:12.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Free stuff from Mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My parents just got back from their trip to Taiwan. I'm so jealous. If I'm there I think i can go mad shopping. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, my mum bought a few pretty things for me and my sister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/bag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 bags for only 20 bucks each&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/necklace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Necklace for only 10 bucks each&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*row eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(here you only can get at least RM20 and above)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/hair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... and a few adorable hair accessory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DAMN! I wish I'm there. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone sponsor me go~~ hehe~ (Good time to be thick-face)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-7493422539213719657?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/7493422539213719657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/free-stuff-from-mummy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7493422539213719657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7493422539213719657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/free-stuff-from-mummy.html' title='Free stuff from Mummy'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-7655769120651595531</id><published>2011-04-07T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:06:55.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Orange is my hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Blue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm using the &lt;i&gt;Skin79 Lumious Pearl BB Cream Diamond Collection&lt;/i&gt; on my nose and my upper cheek. It's doesn't look like it makes any different when putting it on. But I'm telling you it does make a huge different. I feel like it kinda give this effect which makes my nose looks sharper and it brighten up my under eye area. Cool stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And and... I dyed my hair. The colour is called Aurora Veneziana. I'm like.. "omgosh! what a coincident" (just so you know, I named my last year 3D character Aurora). So yeah, it's actually a very light orange but well it turn out a little bit darker. I couldn't care less. As long it's orange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Blue_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My boyfriend. Someone who always stress me up with my assignments. grr... Someone who called me up 1 in the morning to talk about his idea for assignment. Nudge me many many times to talk about... (let's say it together) ASSIGNMENTS!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, he someone who is passionate about his work. So I guess I can handle that for now. LOL. I think he purposely play with his hp just to avoid conversation with me. HAHA. Okay okay, I'm just kidding. hmm... wait a minute... *2nd thought* I go ask him later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Very hyper now actually. Cannot stop typing. *tak tak tak tak* (that's the sound of me typing) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Blue_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nasi lemak for lunch. Their chicken gets smaller everytime i go there. I wonder why. Argh... what's wrong with me. I like to over think stuff. As if everything must got reason. Every move, every decisions, every actions... everything must have its own reason. Weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, back to my life. work work work~ til next time... stay happy, be happy and don't fake happiness. It shows okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-7655769120651595531?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/7655769120651595531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/orange-is-my-hair.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7655769120651595531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7655769120651595531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/orange-is-my-hair.html' title='Orange is my hair'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-6189769231145802045</id><published>2011-04-02T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T11:00:17.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>I'm a cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DinneratKado.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Kado yesterday for our dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow I don't really like how I look in this picture. Like half-way smile only. boo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Suddenly craved for their burgers. And now I'm feeling for sushi and a huge pizza. No money no talk. lol. Have to wait til my parents come home from their holidays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't feel like myself this few weeks. It's as if my head is so occupied with other stuff that I can't even think about myself. I felt kinda bad doing this to myself thought. Hope during my 1 week holiday, I can do something about... erm... something (can't think of one thing now) So yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOLIDAY=DO SOMETHING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe a new hair colour? or a different something. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DinneratKado_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If their one thing I want to be. I want to be a CAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleep the whole afternoon. Play the whole night. Eat the whole time. Care for nothing except myself. And be loved by my owners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a life... for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-6189769231145802045?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/6189769231145802045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6189769231145802045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6189769231145802045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-cat.html' title='I&apos;m a cat'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-338898362416087927</id><published>2011-04-01T09:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T10:23:51.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Bored to the core</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DTol5sIq9aI/TZU0S1LhtUI/AAAAAAAACEY/6sAdNI-CAqw/s1600/doodles_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DTol5sIq9aI/TZU0S1LhtUI/AAAAAAAACEY/6sAdNI-CAqw/s400/doodles_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590432010568054082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All thoughts in one paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been sick this few days. Seriously not a good time to get sick. I know my blog is starting to get more lame. Basically my life is like, work work work and then sleep. It's either work or sleep. Damn bored I'm telling you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, next week is my holiday. One week only. So I'll TRY to get my ass out to the world and do something better about my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-338898362416087927?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/338898362416087927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/bored-to-core.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/338898362416087927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/338898362416087927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/04/bored-to-core.html' title='Bored to the core'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DTol5sIq9aI/TZU0S1LhtUI/AAAAAAAACEY/6sAdNI-CAqw/s72-c/doodles_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8203076494407903472</id><published>2011-03-23T12:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T18:08:26.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Need new lappy now</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/jasetearoom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My old blue hoodies dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not something i would wear on my normal days though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Jase's Tea Room the other day. Thought of doing my assignment but I end up not doing anything since my boyfriend have to use my lappy. Planning to get a new laptop though. I don't know about others but I get so frustrated just to choose the right one. It's either the spec are bad or the design sucks. Or it's way over my budget. Boo! Have to think fast. Need a new laptop like... right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/jasetearoom_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jase Tea Room. Nice place to hang out at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their sofa very comfortable. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8203076494407903472?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8203076494407903472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/need-new-lappy-now.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8203076494407903472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8203076494407903472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/need-new-lappy-now.html' title='Need new lappy now'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-2585299759791923271</id><published>2011-03-20T21:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T22:58:58.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>At times, messy is a good thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/doublePizza_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's annoying how we humans take things for granted. I'm not asking to take things too seriously either. Just appreciate the things we have. We never know when it will just fade away. Well, we can't really control the things we have especially the people around you. Anyways, it's just my thoughts the other day then I'm not in the mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's hard to calm down when everything did not go accordingly especially when I expect it to go the way I want it to. Number 1 cause of depression: Unmet Expectation. HAH! Hear that... expectation... badddd... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I'm trying hard to balance everything... assignments, house chores, work, love life, myself and stuff. Can't pleased everyone though. So yeah, I'm still trying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-2585299759791923271?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/2585299759791923271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/at-times-messy-is-good-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2585299759791923271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2585299759791923271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/at-times-messy-is-good-thing.html' title='At times, messy is a good thing'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8729521241056364890</id><published>2011-03-18T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T00:24:29.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>If you knew...</title><content type='html'>If you knew me, you'll know that...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the coffee when I'm sleepy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the chocolate when I'm sad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the medicine when I'm sick,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the nice holiday trip when I'm stressed out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the cheerleader when I'm about to give up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the watercolor when all I see is black and white,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the cardigan when I'm cold,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the ice-cream when I'm hot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're my MTV when I'm bored,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're my brand new dress when I feel ugly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only you knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8729521241056364890?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8729521241056364890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-you-knew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8729521241056364890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8729521241056364890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-you-knew.html' title='If you knew...'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-2288045852493263181</id><published>2011-03-17T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:38:16.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Hey you</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/red.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*clean clean* Cleaning up the dust in my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey guys... and girls. What's up? Whatever it is, I hope you humans had a great week. Mine won't be that great though. Tons of assignment to finish. And yea, for me it's a lot. I prefer to relax and not doing anything. Anyways, life don't really work that way. That's why we all got interest. And somehow my interest kinda related to what I'm studying now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Weird... I don't even know why there's the word "somehow" and  "kinda". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;AHH!! I found Sally Hansen Dries Instantly 30 Second Top Coat *breath* It's actually a top coat you put if you want your nail colour to dry up in 30 sec. It's seriously works man. So cool. I know it's not a new thing la. But I never believe it really works. Who knows it actually did. If you're a busy busy girl then it's a must-have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I suddenly had this idea of like making fruit juice everyday for like maybe 2 weeks or more to see what will happen. Not like it's a crazy idea or something. Just it's something that I don't really think about. So yea, like that lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need to go now. Til the next post, have a wonderful and beautiful day tomorrow. ttfn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-2288045852493263181?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/2288045852493263181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2288045852493263181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2288045852493263181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-you.html' title='Hey you'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-7342544930644551346</id><published>2011-03-08T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T23:59:38.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Itchy hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;position: relative; width: 500px; height: 500px; "&gt;&lt;!-- Begin Image --&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/comfy/set?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=29108382"&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="comfy" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjJrSUlOcHhKNEJHZ1ViTWE1ZjJEdncAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="comfy" height="500" border="0" force="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- End Image --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- Begin Title --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/comfy/set?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=29108382"&gt;comfy&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.embedder=2319682&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=2319682"&gt;joannwithadash&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- End Title --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I seriously can't do one thing for a long time. My hands sure very itchy to do something else. From reading blogs to creating my own Polyvore. grr... I still got tons of work ahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay okay, continue. Bye~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-7342544930644551346?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/7342544930644551346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/itchy-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7342544930644551346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7342544930644551346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/itchy-hands.html' title='Itchy hands'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-6883786282096021493</id><published>2011-03-07T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:57:58.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>I want to sleep til next year</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC06981.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My eye one big one small. HAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't ask why. I also don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm like... "This is awkward". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC06973.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well... take pictures with other people to make it less awkward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smart &lt;i&gt;leh&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC06986.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brownies~ Me love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spend a lot of my time outside, since two of my assignments are group project. I have admit that I'm a little stressed about everything. I know I don't have to. But it's just me. Over think everything.  Oh well, I'll catch some air if I had the time to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, do you ever feel like good isn't good enough? I think I always got this thought that nothing is good enough that's why I stress easily. Like finding problem for myself. *roll eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;::What's in my head::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Knowing that someone love you and feeling it sounds like the same thing but it's not. It's not even close at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-6883786282096021493?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/6883786282096021493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-want-to-sleep-til-next-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6883786282096021493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6883786282096021493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-want-to-sleep-til-next-year.html' title='I want to sleep til next year'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-1391280090489729012</id><published>2011-03-06T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:46:11.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Last Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/chinesemusium2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kolo Mee for breakfast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/chinesemusium3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carpenter Street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/chinesemusium.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all went to the Chinese Museum. It's like wow!~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So new and so high-tech &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/chinesemusium4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me... from the back. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Farewell dinner for Lit Yee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/steamboat2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many came. It's definitely a fun night for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too much meat and soft drink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/steamboat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ermm... me from front. LOL!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the steamboat some of us went to Friendship Park. It's nice... manage to talk to my boyfriend. I mean like we see like almost everyday but it's feels different. Like most of our conversation is about our assignments, 3D, work... and stuff like that. And that night we got to talk about other stuff which is not related to our studies. Stress free topics. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-1391280090489729012?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/1391280090489729012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/last-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1391280090489729012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1391280090489729012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/last-friday.html' title='Last Friday'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8080137356724465267</id><published>2011-03-05T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T20:02:41.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Wash wash your face</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIVVCF0dRJU/TXIcyEWtlpI/AAAAAAAACD0/XI-qqld0xlM/s400/shiseido1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580554534753506962" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aqua Label White Clear Foam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I choose foam cause it feels really nice on my skin. And it cleans my face well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7n7OurXbSw/TXIcyYROxdI/AAAAAAAACD8/6WGc3LgBzfs/s1600/acne%2Bcare.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7n7OurXbSw/TXIcyYROxdI/AAAAAAAACD8/6WGc3LgBzfs/s1600/acne%2Bcare.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 308px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7n7OurXbSw/TXIcyYROxdI/AAAAAAAACD8/6WGc3LgBzfs/s400/acne%2Bcare.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580554540099225042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;White AC lotion&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It said it's lotion but it's like the water type. Like a toner. But after putting it on it feel so moisturize. As if it's a lotion. I choose this cause it said to treat and prevent blemishes at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;White AC Emulsion&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This I use as my moisturizer. I only need one drop of this then my face stays soft the whole day. This is a whitening and acne control moisturizer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a month since i 1st try this 3 products. And so far I got nothing to complain about. My acne reduces and I feel really fresh after using them. Everyday I can't wait to go back home and wash my face. I think cause I feel good after using them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8080137356724465267?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8080137356724465267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/wash-wash-your-face.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8080137356724465267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8080137356724465267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/wash-wash-your-face.html' title='Wash wash your face'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIVVCF0dRJU/TXIcyEWtlpI/AAAAAAAACD0/XI-qqld0xlM/s72-c/shiseido1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-153078371171433406</id><published>2011-03-03T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T20:51:26.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>I'm still here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey there all human and alien on earth. I just realised that I had not post for a while now. I'm quite busy just so you know. Busy staring at the wall... thinking. lol~ Not the crazy kind okay. More like trying to think of new ideas for my assignment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing much happing though. I think. For me, I find reading blogs and online window-shopping fun. I'm someone who also thinks not doing anything is fun. So yea, my type of fun don't seems fun to some people. Anyways, whatever kind of fun it is, it's still fun right? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/45/45858itkef51mr1.gif" width="90" height="86" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yea, today I bought 4 different shampoo from 4 different brand. I'll talk about it tomorrow. Maybe I should post about my face product. I bought a new face product early last month. And I'm really happy about it. Like as if my pimples very scare of me. lol~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okie dokie then, til next time... have a beautiful day and don't pressure yourselves too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-153078371171433406?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/153078371171433406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-still-here.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/153078371171433406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/153078371171433406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-2890554761752871156</id><published>2011-02-27T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T00:29:05.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>When love is dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When to church today and the pastor said something about the fire when we 1st fall in love. The passion we had for our other half when 1st met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The problem is, will it all gone after a few years? As if the love is dead. And if it does, how do we light up that fire again? I'm just wondering. Not like I'm expecting for the worst to happen. Just curious about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like if you love someone every little thing counts. Like the excitement you see in our lover's eye when they see you, the time you both spend with each other, the compliment he gives you, even how tight he holds your hand as if he's not letting you go count. I mean like if these all does matter then what does...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just wish love never die. I know it won't but you know... things still can happen. I'm expecting for the best, but at the same time I'm prepared for the worst. Like I said, anything can happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I think the fire won't fade away unless you chose to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1536/1536899ex6lchh89k.gif" width="34" height="28" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; P.S, this is not an emo post. If it sounds like one then I'm telling you now that it is not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-2890554761752871156?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/2890554761752871156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-love-is-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2890554761752871156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2890554761752871156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-love-is-dead.html' title='When love is dead'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-3532667734703404744</id><published>2011-02-25T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T19:05:42.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>want soft hands?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CkcD31-DyjY/TWeANGVJUSI/AAAAAAAACDs/0afHKdu19XM/s1600/DSC06559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CkcD31-DyjY/TWeANGVJUSI/AAAAAAAACDs/0afHKdu19XM/s400/DSC06559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577567626047607074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lol~ My dad gave extra money so I bought something from Crabtree &amp;amp; Evelyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Swinburne had a 3 days roadshow at The Spring. So my sister and I help promote the Design course. We don't do much actually. Sometimes it's hard to explain. Especially about Animation and 3D. Like seriously, people asked all kind of funny questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, our booth is like just right in front of Crabtree &amp;amp; Evelyn. So after finish our duty-time, we went in the shop to take a look at their stuff. The sales assistants were really sweet and their product looks really pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After testing like almost everything, we finally got this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TA-DA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC06568.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC06571.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It came in this adorable box. I'm assuming it's like for people who want to buy gift for their friends or loved ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC06577.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's alot of different scents but I love this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's very flowery. Smells like you're in a garden full of flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC06578.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cap is kinda too small for me. I scare I drop it then the cap like roll into a drain or something. Who knows right? Anything can happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One thing I love about it besides the smell is that it's really moisturize lo. If not I also don't want to buy. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC06642.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So pink... I know. Not plan okay. And pink is not my favourite colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-3532667734703404744?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/3532667734703404744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/want-soft-hands.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3532667734703404744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3532667734703404744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/want-soft-hands.html' title='want soft hands?'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CkcD31-DyjY/TWeANGVJUSI/AAAAAAAACDs/0afHKdu19XM/s72-c/DSC06559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-7392607399740845060</id><published>2011-02-23T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T20:01:26.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>What's in my bag?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC06549.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I carry light most of the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Hikosen Cara purse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Gusto make-up bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Headphone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Empty Kinohimitsu J'pan UV-Bright Drink bottle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Car key&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Blue Pen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC06550.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside my make-up bag:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Mascara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Eyeliner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. BB Cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Blush (must!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Comb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Eye Glo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still in search for a lip balm / lip gloss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC06555.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, it's a bit childish but my purse spoil and this is like my long time bday present I didn't use. So yeah, it's kinda cute I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-7392607399740845060?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/7392607399740845060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/whats-in-my-bag.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7392607399740845060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7392607399740845060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/whats-in-my-bag.html' title='What&apos;s in my bag?'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-2190189595319117091</id><published>2011-02-22T19:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T20:35:36.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Pretty stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC06493.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mixed 2 different colour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/darkorange.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The colour came out purple when mix. But don't worry, I didn't turn purple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It actually turn out like a dark orangy kinda colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/473/473949fjm3tcg78d.gif" width="67" height="71" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC065122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Belated Birthday Present from Joanne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll eat it, but not now. Too pretty to destroy it. XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks, Joanne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC065282.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got myself Puff De Cheek de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love love love the colour btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC065312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just for fun =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-2190189595319117091?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/2190189595319117091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/pretty-stuff.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2190189595319117091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2190189595319117091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/pretty-stuff.html' title='Pretty stuff'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-503765677116612788</id><published>2011-02-21T21:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T22:37:06.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>1st day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 250px; display: block; height: 500px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/mirror.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I paint one. HAHA~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nola nola... I just edit it using the watercolor effect from Photoshop. If I did, I'll be very rich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is my 1st day of my Year 3, Semester 1. I'm just a little bit shock after i got my subject assignment brief. *gulp* Seem like this year is going to be really really busy. And plus I'm going to take outside project to get some extra cash. Besides, you can't really buy experience right. So yea... that's basically my day. I mean that's the normal stuff we humans do. And the rest is just weird and I-don't-give-a-damn stuff happening around me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/hurt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did not cut it. I bang my arm so hard in the toilet that it bleed. Can even see the blue-black. Argh~ it's painful for just a small amount of blood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I just want to tell you people that trust is not an easy thing to do. It's risky and if it's broken it will hurt. Badly. But life is already full of risk so why not take that risk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-503765677116612788?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/503765677116612788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/1st-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/503765677116612788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/503765677116612788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/1st-day.html' title='1st day'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-6016474772853574158</id><published>2011-02-19T20:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T01:26:39.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Next week is a new start</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Comfy3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Comfy2in1.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Comfy4.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My most comfortable top ever. Bought it from Paperbag at One Jaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey Yo~ What's up? As much as I love staying at home, I have to admit that I love going out too. Even if it's for a drink at a &lt;i&gt;kopitiam&lt;/i&gt; shop. I feel like eating crab now. Soooo... I went out shopping with my mum and sister. Didn't buy much though. Just a few makeup stuff. Why things always happen to finish at the same time? *money fly* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next Monday is a start of my new semester. I'm going to miss my holidays. But I kinda excited to go back to class. I think I missed getting up early and get dress early in the morning. Fine! I look like a zombie if I just lock myself in my house okay. True story. XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay... One more thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you just wish this is your kid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Goodness~ Too adorable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vGcEtccgu9s/TV_E4MFPE6I/AAAAAAAACDc/EqbqCp5cH_o/s1600/tumblr_lgrlabq2qv1qe43d2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vGcEtccgu9s/TV_E4MFPE6I/AAAAAAAACDc/EqbqCp5cH_o/s400/tumblr_lgrlabq2qv1qe43d2o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575391333302866850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Got this picture from somewhere. Don't remember where. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-6016474772853574158?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/6016474772853574158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/next-week-is-new-start.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6016474772853574158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6016474772853574158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/next-week-is-new-start.html' title='Next week is a new start'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vGcEtccgu9s/TV_E4MFPE6I/AAAAAAAACDc/EqbqCp5cH_o/s72-c/tumblr_lgrlabq2qv1qe43d2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-6704897947314413880</id><published>2011-02-18T18:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:27:40.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>I love pretty things</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/InPink2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used my hp camera. So the quality isn't that good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/InPink3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had breakfast with my boyfriend this morning. Went back, and sleep til 3pm. Not a healthy habit to sleep that long I think. Know another bad habit? Spending way too many times in front my laptop. 1st: Facebook, 2nd: my blog, 3rd: MSN, 4th: other people's blog... and if I'm too bored... Youtube!~ So yea, like half of my life is online. And I don't think I'm the only one. right? right? It's normal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/727/727535jqjjp1c0g7.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another thing in my imaginary "Shopping-List"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRDgwOa7tKA/TV5MJS8SbFI/AAAAAAAACDU/VMLOf4b8gEU/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRDgwOa7tKA/TV5MJS8SbFI/AAAAAAAACDU/VMLOf4b8gEU/s400/14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574977111318490194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGvxpdz4HIE/TV5MJX1OyjI/AAAAAAAACDM/4-qoj1iv2ow/s1600/a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 385px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGvxpdz4HIE/TV5MJX1OyjI/AAAAAAAACDM/4-qoj1iv2ow/s400/a5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574977112631069234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn6TZtqKTZw/TV5MJMWkEXI/AAAAAAAACDE/Ir56Q8wQAIQ/s1600/223872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn6TZtqKTZw/TV5MJMWkEXI/AAAAAAAACDE/Ir56Q8wQAIQ/s400/223872.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574977109549650290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Majolica Majorca Puff De Cheek Blush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's so pretty, I wan it badly~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-6704897947314413880?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/6704897947314413880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-pretty-things.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6704897947314413880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6704897947314413880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-pretty-things.html' title='I love pretty things'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRDgwOa7tKA/TV5MJS8SbFI/AAAAAAAACDU/VMLOf4b8gEU/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8404780499522144301</id><published>2011-02-16T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T22:42:30.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Flaws and All</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/JustLove.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi there... again. I basically can't do one thing for a long long time. So, here I am, blogging. I wanted to post about this since I don't know when but I keep forgetting about it. Anyways, I think I would write about it today. It's about the things I like and dislike about myself. Don't worry, I'll try to make it short for you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Likes:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love my hair cause it's naturally straight and easy to maintain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love my big, double eyelid eyes. Although I sometimes wish I had a perfect eyesight. But it's okay. Thank God for contacts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love the fact that I don't have to diet or exercise to stay thin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love my small, long face. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Dislikes:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The most I dislike about myself is my skin...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's more like "what's in my head" thingy. Since I'm 12 people constantly judging me because of my face. It's unfortunate that I have to go through that. I don't have much pimples like I used to. TAKE THAT! you sucker who can't keep your opinion to yourself. But still, those negative comments still stays with me. =( Even if I only got 1 pimples, my head will tell me a different thing. Get what I mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other problem about my skin is that I had eczema. I hate it but I kinda get used to it since I had it since young. For some people, they got the not-so-serious eczema all over their body. Well, I don't. I had it on small parts of my hands and legs. But it's consider really serious lo. Like sometimes it itches really bad that I scratch my skin til it bleeds. Not on purpose okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not perfect. Not trying to be one thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, be true to yourselves and don't ever let your flaw stop you from doing the things you love. Bye~ *flying kiss* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8404780499522144301?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8404780499522144301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/flaws-and-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8404780499522144301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8404780499522144301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/flaws-and-all.html' title='Flaws and All'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-4974352170252881394</id><published>2011-02-14T23:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T02:53:02.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Her 1st ever Valentine with him</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/valentine2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bought this dress especially for Valentine Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/valentine3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mum said my nail looks like candy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting to like multi-coloured nails. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/valentine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My gift to my dear boyfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/superhero.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7902.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went Starbucks for a drink...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a light meal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/valentine5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/valentine4.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/valentine6.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/valentine8.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His gift to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love it. Smell so yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/valentine7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_8011.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This whole post sounds like I'm bragging. But I'm not. Just read and think 'not bragging'. LOL~ Oh well, It's Valentine Day so... erm... I love you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, since it's a day of love... I guess I'll tell you what I love about my boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's tall and handsome. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looks serious and scary but have the sweetest smile I've ever seen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's romantic in an unromantic way. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Very unexpected.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He always supports me no matter what.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's not a big spender.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He makes me want to be a better person.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Silents is never awkward when I'm with him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did I say he's good looking? oh I did. HAHA~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love him cause I love him (full-stop)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in conclusion, I wish we can spend more valentine day together in the future. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Valentine Day~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-4974352170252881394?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/4974352170252881394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/her-1st-ever-valentine-with-him.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4974352170252881394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4974352170252881394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/her-1st-ever-valentine-with-him.html' title='Her 1st ever Valentine with him'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-5902471771846442848</id><published>2011-02-13T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T22:07:53.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>We'll definitely miss her</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/sushi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alice and I are having a cup of tea =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Except mine is Japanese tea and her's is probably English tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/sushi2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sue &amp;amp; Sushi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(perfect couple)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/sushi4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kim in a pretty pink dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cally and her gold ring. LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/sushi3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kimberly is going to continue her studies at Melbourne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll definitely miss her~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, excited about tomorrow? It's valentine day. It will be the 1st time ever celebrating with someone I love in person. I don't really know why valentine is so special &lt;i&gt;la&lt;/i&gt;. But if there's reason to celebrate then we celebrate. Life is too short not to right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so stressed out about what I'm going to get my boy but I finally found one just now. Hope he likes it. Going to post about it tomorrow or something. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1wYN4b2-Lo/TVfks9ghGsI/AAAAAAAACC4/3FB1bvdawDA/s1600/IMG_7904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1wYN4b2-Lo/TVfks9ghGsI/AAAAAAAACC4/3FB1bvdawDA/s400/IMG_7904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573174524970605250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents' birthday present to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They bought me &amp;amp; sue 2 box each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-5902471771846442848?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/5902471771846442848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/well-definitely-miss-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5902471771846442848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5902471771846442848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/well-definitely-miss-her.html' title='We&apos;ll definitely miss her'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1wYN4b2-Lo/TVfks9ghGsI/AAAAAAAACC4/3FB1bvdawDA/s72-c/IMG_7904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8157987487888797223</id><published>2011-02-11T17:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T18:40:10.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>2nd Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, Fine! I admit I'm a little too excited to post about my today. So as you all know it's my birthday today. And today I celebrate it with my boyfriend. My dad just got back so tomorrow we'll be celebrating with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I realised that I only look good (personal opinion -disagree if you want to-) in pictures when... I'm alone, with Sue-Ann or with Aini. I don't know why. I get nervous around other people that I look really weird with my awkward smile. heh! Have to learn how to smile prettily in front of other humans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/bday21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my long hair. The salon girl cut away like 1 inch of my hair. boo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/bday212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's nice to have the same birthday date with my sister &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/bday213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch at Mr.Ho &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mine and my boy lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/bday214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dessert at Bing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;AHHH!! I wish everyday is like today~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8157987487888797223?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8157987487888797223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/2nd-birthday-celebration.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8157987487888797223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8157987487888797223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/2nd-birthday-celebration.html' title='2nd Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-6738169120417772830</id><published>2011-02-11T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T00:30:41.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>It's Jo-Ann 21 version</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TVQPrfXacPI/AAAAAAAACBw/WoWxo_m4Ypk/s1600/DSC05907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TVQPrfXacPI/AAAAAAAACBw/WoWxo_m4Ypk/s400/DSC05907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572095878792638706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm officially 21!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm 21 for goodness sake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 430px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/orangey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-6738169120417772830?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/6738169120417772830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-jo-ann-21-version.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6738169120417772830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6738169120417772830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-jo-ann-21-version.html' title='It&apos;s Jo-Ann 21 version'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TVQPrfXacPI/AAAAAAAACBw/WoWxo_m4Ypk/s72-c/DSC05907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-5259553246132833304</id><published>2011-02-10T20:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T21:32:48.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>1st Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TVPha2PHagI/AAAAAAAACBo/Lr7j0WlL5Ck/s1600/DSC05846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TVPha2PHagI/AAAAAAAACBo/Lr7j0WlL5Ck/s400/DSC05846.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572045015339198978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday evening me and sue celebrated our early birthday with Cally. We went to try the new Pizza Hut at the Spring. I ate more pizza then the usual. But it's YUMMY~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;::Singing to self::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Birthday to me~ Happy Birthday to meeee~ Happy Birthday to Jo-Ann~~ Happy Birthday day to me~~~ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ordered one Thai Seafood pizza and one Hawaiian Pizza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/pizza.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cally &amp;amp; Sue-Ann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ended our day with a drink at Ipoh Town Kopitiam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY SURPRISE OF THE DAY &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC058552.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TA-DA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Portrait lens from cally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so shock that I went speechless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank You Cally~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-5259553246132833304?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/5259553246132833304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/1st-birthday-celebration.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5259553246132833304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5259553246132833304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/1st-birthday-celebration.html' title='1st Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TVPha2PHagI/AAAAAAAACBo/Lr7j0WlL5Ck/s72-c/DSC05846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-7234086471499797441</id><published>2011-02-08T23:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T01:17:43.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Visiting to Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC05743.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for Tracy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC05765.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC057722.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TVFsQeeeiGI/AAAAAAAACBg/23MzVv_8P8k/s400/DSC05775.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571353244348614754" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boo! I'm back. So I guess CNY visiting is over. But still a lot shop haven't open. Went out shopping with Tracy today. Bought a few stuff but still not as much as I expected. Oh well, I'll wait til next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So far this is my best Chinese New Year ever. And no, I don't get much angpau. I don't know why... It's just the best. I think it's because of the people I'm surrounded with this year. People I HEART a lot~ =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow planing to dye my hair again. Hope the shop opens. And hope it turn out nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sometimes feel the need to change. No, I actually constantly felt like the need to change. I used to not feel this way. And now this thought is making me insane.  =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hehe~ Anyways, til next time... Have a fun day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Muack~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-7234086471499797441?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/7234086471499797441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/visiting-to-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7234086471499797441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/7234086471499797441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/visiting-to-shopping.html' title='Visiting to Shopping'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TVFsQeeeiGI/AAAAAAAACBg/23MzVv_8P8k/s72-c/DSC05775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-2551124165439331919</id><published>2011-02-06T23:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T00:32:58.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>It's genetic</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 460px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/cnyday4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone who know my dad will know where I got my face from. He-he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I smile like him i'll look very like my dad. That's my almost-smiling smile. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I was so sleepy that I almost fall asleep in church. I'm like forcing my eyes to open. O.o I only feel wide awake when the speaker said "In conclusion..." lol~ Anyways, I went out with my boyfriend for lunch. And then followed him to visit his friend's house. Then had ice-cream at The Spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahhh~~ I'm turning 21 very very very soon. Kinda excited I don't know why. I got wrinkle already lo. heh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay lah, see you people tomorrow then. I need to fold the clothes now. Til then have a happy day, love your family and... (blank) ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-2551124165439331919?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/2551124165439331919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-genetic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2551124165439331919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2551124165439331919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-genetic.html' title='It&apos;s genetic'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-433703461296119029</id><published>2011-02-05T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:51:45.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Blue Me Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/cnyday3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Visiting with my ex high school friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/cnyday32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jaime's dog is so damn adorable. She came and lay her head on my lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was so tiring. We used to visit a lot of houses in one day. But now just visit a few houses i feel like fainting. So old already lo. Not as much energy like I used to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, I'm so into this Korean group, Secret. Here is one of my favourite song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rw-LtVrkJ04" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ENJOY!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have to learn to be nicer. =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-433703461296119029?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/433703461296119029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/blue-me-away.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/433703461296119029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/433703461296119029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/blue-me-away.html' title='Blue Me Away'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Rw-LtVrkJ04/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8495875210626418579</id><published>2011-02-04T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T22:46:13.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Rabbit Year Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Visited a few houses today. Tomorrow will be more. I'm actually watching a cooking show now and I can't really think of anything to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;::Today in a nutshell::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got to see my handsome awesomest boyfriend today. HEHE!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally wore my not so new skirt. Got it from Forever 21 for a really really good price.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lose weight. Damn the 4 ulcers I got in my mouth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girls still annoyed me sometimes.&lt;i&gt; You not girl meh?&lt;/i&gt; NO~ Duh, I'm an alien. shh~~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/cnyday2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Zac. Just gave him that bone and it's now almost gone. He's so cute. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I rather fail doing the things I love then succeed doing things I don't like&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8495875210626418579?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8495875210626418579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/rabbit-year-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8495875210626418579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8495875210626418579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/rabbit-year-day-2.html' title='Rabbit Year Day 2'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-97167085556080032</id><published>2011-02-03T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T18:19:15.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>It's A Rabbit Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/CNYresize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 460px;" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/CNYresize.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY RABBIT YEAR PEOPLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isn't it amazing how we Kuching people love CNY more then the 1st of January?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More people, more fireworks, more house to visit. lol~ And last night was insane... it's either the noise of the fireworks or people shouting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, Happy Chinese New Year to all and may your year be filled with good heath, happiness and... anything good. hehe~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/CNY_2resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Red Red Red!~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-97167085556080032?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/97167085556080032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-rabbit-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/97167085556080032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/97167085556080032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-rabbit-year.html' title='It&apos;s A Rabbit Year'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-5854134092019287605</id><published>2011-01-25T17:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T18:16:34.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Sometimes my worst enemy is my own expectation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never see holiday as something to be bored of. Until my parents went holiday. Which means I had 2 weeks of pure freedom. But not this time. This time I felt like I'm going to die from boredom. And the time... Damn! can it get any slower? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After 1 week of complaining that I'll seriously going to bored til death I realised that it's not the aimless stuff I do that made me frustrated, it's more like the expectation I wish happen during my "freedom-time". I used to love doing aimless stuff. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Besides, I hardly spent any time with my boyfriend since he worked like from morning til almost 10 at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I got 1 week left and I'm back to my normal self. No more crazy expectation. Just me and today. So yesterday I clean the house which I somehow proud of doing (I don't know why), I read like the whole book on "Ten Rules for Being Human" and I start doodling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know what? I went to bed last night not feeling like as though another day gone wasted. It actually doesn't hurt being alone. Never say I loved it. I just don't hate it as much now. I still think I wasted 1 week of my time complaining though. Boo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;::TODAY::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went for a ride around town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7484-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When acne attack you, You give them WAR!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(me, 2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;heh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_7491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know right.. yummy (can see your saliva falling liaw)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Question of the day: Is your expectation stopping you from LIVING? (it can be any type of expectation you know)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-5854134092019287605?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/5854134092019287605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes-my-worst-enemy-is-my-own.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5854134092019287605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/5854134092019287605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes-my-worst-enemy-is-my-own.html' title='Sometimes my worst enemy is my own expectation'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-1000226845334242541</id><published>2011-01-19T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:44:16.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>What do you want?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 530px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC049392.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jo-Ann &amp;amp; Sue-Ann =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Want to know what I want this year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: #FF0080; font size:10;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I want to be happy, healthy and content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simple as that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I had a really bad bad dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So I woke up, changed and find my boyfriend at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And he bought me my fav pineapple tart. ILY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-1000226845334242541?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/1000226845334242541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-do-you-want.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1000226845334242541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1000226845334242541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-do-you-want.html' title='What do you want?'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-383667443770293384</id><published>2011-01-18T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T14:03:34.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>My January Favourites</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 750px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/JanFav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nature Republic Nail Polish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what is the name but it's like a very greenish blue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nature Republic Eyelash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm suddenly so in love with this fake eyelash. This is my second one tis year. Wore my 1st one on new year eve. Anyways, I think it's cute when the side of the lashes is longer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kameria Baby Face Water Drop Super Moisture B.B Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The packaging is so adorable. They had it in blue and pink. The pink one is super moisturize. It feels like water when apply and it cover blemishes really well. Besides, it smell... well... decent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Eyecurl II Heated Eyelash Curler&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got it for a very good price at Sasa during my trip to KL the other day. Just place it on your lashes for a few second and voila!~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Body Shop Lip &amp;amp; Cheek Stain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I love about this is that it's a tint and it looks really natural on cheek. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pull &amp;amp; Bear Boyfriend Shirt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean like... it's a boyfriend shirt and it is in blue. No reason not to not have it. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zara Graphic Tee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If your read my long time post. I ever said that I love my blue v-neck tee. Now I replace it with another Zara v-neck T. But this has a duck on it. An angry duck actually. heh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cotton On Cardigan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always wanted a red cardigan. So yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flats&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really know what is it called though. Bought it in this small shop in KL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Charm Bracelet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn! I'm bad at remembering stuff. I totally forget the brand of this bracelet. It's adorable isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;High Waisted Jean Shorts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought this during my trip to Sibu. I hope I can find more high waisted shorts here in Kuching. Can't seems to find one here thought. idk why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I'm finally done with my "January Favourite" post! Ahh... I'm so alone in this empty cold house. Can't wait to see my boy tonight. Okie dokie... til next time, have a wonderful day and love without expecting anything in return. You never know how much humans can really surprise you. Bye people~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-383667443770293384?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/383667443770293384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-january-favourites.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/383667443770293384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/383667443770293384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-january-favourites.html' title='My January Favourites'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-1732692967234309165</id><published>2011-01-15T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T18:19:25.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>People, I'm back~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Outwithaini8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like my orange hair? HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;(You don't have to you know)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yo yo yo~ I'm back Sexy!~ (lol~ just want to know how it felt to say that) Anyways, why I took a long break from blogging? hmm... I'm not busy or somthing. I just need a long rest to basically find myself. What I want and stuff like that. You know... "normal" thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So... so... so... there's a few new things I'm starting to fall in love with. That I'll do like an individual "January Favourite Stuff" post. So you gals just wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okie dokie. Pic-ca time. Went out with Aini yesterday. Swinburne say hello to Aini~ if you know what I mean. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Outwithaini3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Outwithaini2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Outwithaini.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Outwithaini_edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Outwithaini7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Outwithaini9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til then, have a sexy weekend and remember to bring along your cardigan with you. It's freezing cold out there. Damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-1732692967234309165?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/1732692967234309165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/01/people-im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1732692967234309165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/1732692967234309165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2011/01/people-im-back.html' title='People, I&apos;m back~'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-6424617597189718010</id><published>2010-12-22T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T23:02:25.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Early Christmas Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here it is. Picture quality sucks though. Anyways, my boyfriend bought me this adorable pink sketch book. I love it a lot. I'll definitely make good use of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC04539.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's half of an A4 size. So it's easy to carry around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC04542.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I asked my boyfriend to write something at the back of the book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC04543.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Page one to my dear =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning Tracy came here and gave me and sue Christmas present. I didn't expect it. But THANKS THANKS ALOT~~ I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Christmaspresents.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas and Chinese New Year. 2 in 1. Fortune Cookie inside the bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC04523.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aww~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC04514.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and... it's so cute~ (also inside the bag =P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow morning have to wake up super early. We going to like a 10 hours drive to Bintulu. I wish I can just ZAP! then reach to my grandma's house. Don't we all do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I'm not going to post anything for a week. So I wish you guys Merry Christmas. Hope you had a beautiful week. I got this huge ulcer on my lips and too bad for me I got no mood to even eat. Boo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-6424617597189718010?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/6424617597189718010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/12/early-christmas-present.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6424617597189718010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6424617597189718010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/12/early-christmas-present.html' title='Early Christmas Present'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-6930706832847205499</id><published>2010-12-22T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T14:08:57.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>With My Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/withmyman_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My boy and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/withmyman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ordered Coke and Grilled Chicken Chop Rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/withmyman_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Kado. We sat at the very back. Quite and peaceful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/withmyman_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so into blue now. Got this metallic blue nail colour from Elianto. It's called alice blue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 440px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/withmyman_5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ended our day with Igloo. First time ordered strawberry flavor. Damn! it's sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC04488.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TA DAH~ My christmas present from my dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Purposely don't want to show you guys now. I'll blog an individual post on it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I missed my boy so much. And yesterday I had a wonderful time with him before I go back to my grandmother's house at Bintulu. Oh yea, I going to celebrate my New Year here in Kuching. I'm so happy for that. I want to have you know... that New-Year-in-Kuching feel. lol~ I never celebrate Christmas here though. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-6930706832847205499?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/6930706832847205499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/12/with-my-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6930706832847205499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6930706832847205499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/12/with-my-man.html' title='With My Man'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-8390083520487775383</id><published>2010-12-11T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T22:46:37.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>A work of art</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/flowery.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My sista. lol~ my mum brought us to this store filled with beautiful and pretty patchwork at Kenyalang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC04202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC04201.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I told you right? prettyy~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;They got a whole bunch of stuff there. My mum bought a patchwork quilt. I want one too but my mum said that mine will end up on the floor. Oh well, she made a point. XP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/flowery_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TQOFCgfC_YI/AAAAAAAACBQ/I4kCRt346Kc/s400/DSC04146.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549425443976969602" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, we planned to wake up early today for the best tomato soup in Kuching. But I end up not eating anything. Had a stomach ache this morning. So yea, but i had vanilla ice-cream. Sometimes i wonder whether or not it's real pain or is it just in my head. Either way, I don't really care. I had ice-cream for breakfast for goodness sake. *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;::In a nutshell::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Bought Majolica Majorca liquid eyeliner again. This is our 3rd one. Yea, it's that good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Damn I miss my boy. Now I only can see him through his blurry webcam. LOL~ ILU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Most of the time, people are not that nice. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Not into touchy touchy humans. Unless it's their other half or family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;All I wan for Christmas is... a better year next year. This year is great. So it should be better next year. Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Okie dokie, til then, have a pretty day tomorrow, sleep well, and I love you~ lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-8390083520487775383?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/8390083520487775383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/12/work-of-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8390083520487775383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/8390083520487775383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/12/work-of-art.html' title='A work of art'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TQOFCgfC_YI/AAAAAAAACBQ/I4kCRt346Kc/s72-c/DSC04146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-2549340254355959480</id><published>2010-12-11T19:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T20:08:20.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>My Holiday: Week 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/whitetable_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Bought this 2 boxes. I love the pattern of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/IMG_6904.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;It's actually quite big. I know it's just 2 boxes but it really makes a whole lot different then before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/whitetable.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TQNicedqPCI/AAAAAAAACBI/5qQBDre_eKI/s1600/DSC04125.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TQNicedqPCI/AAAAAAAACBI/5qQBDre_eKI/s400/DSC04125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549387407203908642" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Alo, I'm back. This week I've been cleaning and redecorating my room. With a limited amount of budget, I plan to do bit by bit. This month I just spray paint and organised a bit of my working table. I thought I can do more but who knows I need more then one can of spray for that small table. HEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Guess when I got that table? It's been with me since primary school. Imagine, it's more than 10 years. Classic. LOL~ It looks nice in white. Don't you think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Anyways, next month I want to do something with my wall then buy more boxes to organise my stuff. Then on February, I want to buy myself a nice pretty table light. I know right... blame holidays. It is making me insane. I even had a 3 months plan on how I'm going to redecorate my room. *role eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;What am I going to do next week? I really had no freaking idea. I got plenty of time to think about that. *evil smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-2549340254355959480?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/2549340254355959480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-holiday-week-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2549340254355959480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/2549340254355959480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-holiday-week-1.html' title='My Holiday: Week 1'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TQNicedqPCI/AAAAAAAACBI/5qQBDre_eKI/s72-c/DSC04125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-6164655090478254084</id><published>2010-12-06T20:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T23:12:14.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Yourself. Definition: ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TPzlF2B1H7I/AAAAAAAACBA/XSLZU4cMOd8/s1600/DSC04037.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TPzlF2B1H7I/AAAAAAAACBA/XSLZU4cMOd8/s400/DSC04037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547560729578905522" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What defines a person? It's an interesting question I constantly asked if I meet someone or I see some random people. I asked, what makes them them? And of course like most humans would do. My answers aren't that nice. I'll be like, that girl made her clothes to define who she is. I don't know whether that's a mean thing to say but it's kinda true. We judge what we see and most of the time it ain't nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I saw too many girls who actually humble themselves when they're using just shirts &amp;amp; jeans or maybe something more not-put-together. If you get what I mean. But at times, these same girls had their nose directly high up the sky when they wore something really pretty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyways, the only reason why I actually dare to say these is because I sometimes find myself guilty of these act.  I'm still human okay. But time passes and some things aren't that important anymore. End of the day, stuff are still just stuff. They won't be there for long. Isn't it just tiring to feel so bound by stuff which is just stuff? It's okay to have and own things that make you feel good about yourself, but if it's a burden then why bother? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Okie dokie, that's my thought for today. Til then, have fun, tidy your room and be free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. There's this phase in my life where I actually won't go out of the house without a watch on. For real. True story. =P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-6164655090478254084?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/6164655090478254084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/12/yourself-definition.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6164655090478254084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/6164655090478254084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/12/yourself-definition.html' title='Yourself. Definition: ??'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TPzlF2B1H7I/AAAAAAAACBA/XSLZU4cMOd8/s72-c/DSC04037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-3818398522321750562</id><published>2010-12-04T16:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T17:54:08.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arts/Doodles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>It's holiday time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sorry for not blogging for so so long. Been busy lately. But starting today... I'm free!!~ 3 months of holiday. Can you imagine that. I know right. Anyways, yesterday was my final presentation and it's my 3D Character Modeling presentation. It's better than I expected. I put so much time n heart into this project. So hope you enjoy mine video presentation of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 598px; display: block; height: 350px; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/Mermaid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is the smooth version of my character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But we have to hand in the not smooth one. So yea... guys, meet Aurora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="600" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" allowNetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid750.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fxx149%2Fjoannwithadash%2FAurora.mp4"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-3818398522321750562?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/3818398522321750562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-holiday-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3818398522321750562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/3818398522321750562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-holiday-time.html' title='It&apos;s holiday time'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-822366189676012199</id><published>2010-11-26T18:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T18:17:40.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TO-QJHhf1zI/AAAAAAAACA4/jwCFklOsWvA/s1600/DSC03856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TO-QJHhf1zI/AAAAAAAACA4/jwCFklOsWvA/s400/DSC03856.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543808152629139250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 week more and then I'm free. Free from waking up early, free from sleeping late at night, free from assignments with a due date. I don't know what I'm going to do for that 3 months but all I want now is to finish up my 3D project and enjoy my holidays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel kinda free already actually. 3D subject is like one of those subject that you spent most of your time with but still enjoying that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why it is so hot in Malaysia? Too hot too handle. lol~ Anyways, my grandma, aunt and cousins are staying a few nights here. And we probably bring them around Kuching later tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There's nothing much to update now. My brain is constantly thinking of stuff to do during my holidays. So yea, more things to think about now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-822366189676012199?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/822366189676012199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/11/waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/822366189676012199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/822366189676012199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/11/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGcX6_ivLUk/TO-QJHhf1zI/AAAAAAAACA4/jwCFklOsWvA/s72-c/DSC03856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-9186906329388706687</id><published>2010-11-24T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T00:09:26.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Grey Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I did told you guys about me buying a new contact lens right? Yup, here it is. It's grey but it's not as grey as I thought. Still looks like it's black or something. And it's bigger then my previous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend said it's scary. haha~ Kinda actually. Oh well, i'll buy a different brand the next time. (The Truth: I'll eventually get used to it and then I'll find it not as scary as I thought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/greyenuf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... hmm... I forget what I'm about to say. Anyways, do secrets makes someone a liar? If yes, then I am liar in human form. Lingering around earth with a huge "silent-truth" behind my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Life still goes on, so have a beautiful day tomorrow. And try to stay humble my dear friends. Yea, I said try (at least). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-9186906329388706687?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/9186906329388706687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/11/grey-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/9186906329388706687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/9186906329388706687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/11/grey-day.html' title='Grey Day'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345725012702159119.post-4328443419234515622</id><published>2010-11-23T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:13:51.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Shoe'/><title type='text'>Love, Joy &amp; Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/LoveJoyPeace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/MyPhotobook_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC03796.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i750.photobucket.com/albums/xx149/joannwithadash/DSC03798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yippee! Got my Photo Book today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A lot of my course-mate complain about the quality of their book. I think I'm just too excited about having my own book that I forget about the flaws. Some of the obvious reason why it's not that good is because they colour came out darker and they mess up the pages. Besides, i didn't expect a lot so consider it's still good enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tomorrow need to present on the book and our pictures. And I got nothing formal to wear. Don't feel like using skirt also. haiz~ I starting not to like the word "formal". It creeps me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today was not good. Not good at all. Want to know why? It's because of my contact lens. Huge headache because of it. It doesn't stay in place and it's so blurry. But no worries, I just bought a new grey one. Just as in thank God that shop haven't close yet. If not i'll be presenting with a blurry eye sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyways, have a nice night, sleep well, and eat lots of mangoes. Apparently it is good for our eyes. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/345725012702159119-4328443419234515622?l=joannwithadash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/feeds/4328443419234515622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-joy-peace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4328443419234515622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/345725012702159119/posts/default/4328443419234515622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannwithadash.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-joy-peace.html' title='Love, Joy &amp; Peace'/><author><name>Jo-Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654778014014269805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGTKr6vpGCA/Tr4VjVoNOfI/AAAAAAAACFs/OBjCIKevXDY/s220/Catme2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
