<?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-6781882324412182612</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:14:24.249+08:00</updated><category term='Gelly-chan-senpai'/><category term='Aiba'/><category term='picture'/><category term='yaoi'/><category term='doujin'/><category term='Takuya'/><category term='Break Chance'/><category term='love ♥'/><category term='Shishido'/><category term='family'/><category term='IHC'/><category term='Lovely Complex'/><category term='Ryunosuke'/><category term='Tenimyu'/><category term='school'/><category term='Book fair'/><category term='Jin'/><category term='Lana-chan-senpai'/><category term='dance'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>The Tensai Fangirl</title><subtitle type='html'>THE ONE AND ONLY, BITCH~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-3752763687495878181</id><published>2008-12-24T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T16:07:08.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HA! I OPENED THIS! -shot-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-3752763687495878181?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/3752763687495878181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=3752763687495878181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/3752763687495878181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/3752763687495878181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/12/ha-i-opened-this-shot.html' title=''/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-1620701937479227686</id><published>2008-10-16T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:45:34.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give It Up, 'Cause Now I'm Back</title><content type='html'>Guess who's back from her retreat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Yes, ah-viously, she should be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was alright, I guess. So-so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. I should start with DAY 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ah-kay, I was stuck in some weird place with lots of religious stuff. Just so happens that the name of the so-called place is Light of the World. It's in Cavite. Purr-fect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner is Mary Laude. (The good part is that she lives near. Like, really.) The dorm was... decent. It was safe but not incredible. Same goes for the food, edible but not incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sessions were alright. The activity I liked the most was when we had to like, get a candle and apologize to a person (or people, if you're just that mean) you had hurt to reconcile. And so I got a candle and apologized to Katherine. It was strange... I learned to like Katherine, yes, but... I also learned to hate Auh-drey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we played some sort of game... where we had to hug people. Even if we hate them. Gawd, I freaking had to hug ***** and ******. It was ho-ri-ble. I swear. Annnnd ***** hugged me again. I hugged Camille, though. It became all good again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... I kinda spaced out. Sleepy!Jasmine took over me. Mary Laude insisted that she take a bath and leave the door open, to which I just agreed to. SinceIwasgoingtosleep,anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to turn off the lights since a teacher knocked on our door, asking us to turn the lights off. Also,Icouldn'tsleepwiththelightson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was all I could remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to DAY 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...We ate. Did stuff. Had a mass. WENT HOME. Mary and I also found out that only a few pairs turned off their lights. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shot-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-1620701937479227686?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/1620701937479227686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=1620701937479227686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1620701937479227686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1620701937479227686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/10/give-it-up-cause-now-im-back.html' title='Give It Up, &apos;Cause Now I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-1689695964599590441</id><published>2008-10-12T08:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T09:03:19.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>Meme stolen from ragie-senpai. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;1) Hiyoshi-kun Is Awesome&lt;br /&gt;2) Marui-kun Is Awesome&lt;br /&gt;3) Atobe-kun Is Awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1) My hair color.&lt;br /&gt;2) Um... my brain?&lt;br /&gt;3) My room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1) My height. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;2) My hair color.&lt;br /&gt;3) My... attitude. (I'm trying to change! Really!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;br /&gt;1) ...Am Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;2) Has a mother who pretends to be Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;3) In a family brainwashed with colonial mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1) Having the people I love hate me.&lt;br /&gt;2) Death.&lt;br /&gt;3) Failing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1) Time to get on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;2) A shower in the morning on weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;3) SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1) Fair shirt.&lt;br /&gt;2) Shorts.&lt;br /&gt;3) My watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE SONGS:&lt;br /&gt;Oh GAWD, just THREE??&lt;br /&gt;1) Friendship- Shishido Ryou&lt;br /&gt;2) I'll Find Your Heart- Sam Conception&lt;br /&gt;3) True- Ryan Cabrera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER&lt;br /&gt;1) I don't study for quizzes... Usually.&lt;br /&gt;2) I love Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;3) I am a self-proclaimed pedo- bibliophile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEALS TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;1) Their height. Taller than me. Much, much taller.&lt;br /&gt;2) Their hair. 'Must be neat.&lt;br /&gt;3) Attitude. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1) Carving pencils.&lt;br /&gt;2) Reading&lt;br /&gt;3) Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1) Read.&lt;br /&gt;2) Do my projects.&lt;br /&gt;3) Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/HAVE CONSIDERED:&lt;br /&gt;1) Military officer.&lt;br /&gt;2) Lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;3) Writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1) Paris.&lt;br /&gt;2) Japan.&lt;br /&gt;3) New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU LIKE:&lt;br /&gt;1) Philip/Philippe&lt;br /&gt;2) Steven&lt;br /&gt;3) Marko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;1) Watch all 'want-to-watch' anime&lt;br /&gt;2) Buy a house&lt;br /&gt;3) Get a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;1) I... love shopping. IfIgetwhatIwant,thatis.&lt;br /&gt;2) I love mirrors.&lt;br /&gt;3) BECAUSE I AM ONE, DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY:&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm somewhat strong.&lt;br /&gt;2) I could to heavy lifting.&lt;br /&gt;3) I don't like cleaning my room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-1689695964599590441?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/1689695964599590441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=1689695964599590441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1689695964599590441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1689695964599590441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/10/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-6093726498649186353</id><published>2008-10-10T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:47:50.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SENTI AKO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm... hurt. I don't know why. I feel empty. Pained. Lonely. &lt;em&gt;Betrayed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm listening to all my "feel good" songs... but I feel so... empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hm. What ******* said means nothing. And what ******* said means nothing, too. It shouldn't mean anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm hopeless... right from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My life must suck so much that no one would like to switch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"SENTI AKO." as quoted from Raquel. And "I'M EMO." as quoted from Jean. And "I HATE YOU, QUINA." as quoted from Justine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--- Did I mention I'm going to fail? T__________________________________T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-6093726498649186353?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/6093726498649186353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=6093726498649186353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/6093726498649186353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/6093726498649186353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/10/senti-ako.html' title='SENTI AKO.'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-5511806847553464913</id><published>2008-09-27T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T17:10:09.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OOD</title><content type='html'>I'm currently in the seventeenth chapter of Out of Defeat. It's so awesome. It has only been one day and yet I'm at the second to the last chapter! It is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“I’m a regular now,” Hiyoshi insisted, glaring at Shishido. “And the coach named me one, too. I didn’t have to go get a stupid haircut, or anything.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You should respect your senpai,” Shishido growled, glaring back. “I’m a third year, and you aren’t. Besides, your haircut is already stupid.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t care,” Hiyoshi muttered. “Gekokujyou.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Out of Defeat, Chapter 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made me laugh. Shishido's hairstyle is... manly, while Hiyoshi's was just plain weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, *shifty eyes* I'm all sleepy but I really want to finish it so that I could dream about Hyotei and Silver Pair in my dreams. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have ADD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Kidding. x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-5511806847553464913?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/5511806847553464913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=5511806847553464913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/5511806847553464913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/5511806847553464913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-currently-in-seventeenth-chapter-of.html' title='OOD'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-5444385935191887841</id><published>2008-09-26T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:47:04.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU, CLAR-CHAN-SENPAI.</title><content type='html'>I LOVE YOU, CLAR-CHAN-SENPAI. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jnL28w65j2Q/SNzEpG4AXjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Yn5cyZ6209o/s1600-h/SCAN0005.JPG"&gt;MADE BY CLAR-CHAN-SENPAI.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she(and Hiyoshi) so cool and awesome? 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU. THANK YOU. THANK YOU. 8D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-5444385935191887841?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/5444385935191887841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=5444385935191887841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/5444385935191887841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/5444385935191887841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-you-clar-chan-senpai.html' title='I LOVE YOU, CLAR-CHAN-SENPAI.'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-4870718514583792763</id><published>2008-09-26T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T15:57:30.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little More.</title><content type='html'>...I heard there would be an outage at 4:00 PM, so I'm just going to blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been practicing warm-ups in the classroom... and now my crotch and ass are aching. Ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Audrey and Aiko helped me. -inserts clapping sounds that she could never put in-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey hurt me. When I was practicing on the floor, the threw a paper ball to me... and it ended up hitting my ass. Ouch. And when I was practicing during lunch, Audrey told me to put my feet together, raise my hands and upper body up... and so I did. Then, she brought out her juice... which she hid behind her back, mind you, and aimed it at me. So I was all like, "No, Audrey! I'm going to be a ballerina when I grow up!" And so she aimed it at Katrina... and the chase began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my crotch? Funny you should mention that... -_-' I was doing one of the exercises Audrey told me to do... and my crotch just... hurt. She laughed at me. Good thing Aiko was sympathetic. Aiko is so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I won't give up. I'm going to go take ballet and singing lessons. Because I suck at those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this is the main reason why I want to do ballet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would do ballet because it would make *******  and I seem perfect for each other. It would make us look good together.(Good babies, too.) Plus, I can't sing or anything... so I figured that ballet would work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ass and crotch still hurt. T________T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-4870718514583792763?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/4870718514583792763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=4870718514583792763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/4870718514583792763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/4870718514583792763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-more.html' title='A Little More.'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-559857735315450690</id><published>2008-09-20T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:00:03.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold On</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hmlc4y4Zi6k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hmlc4y4Zi6k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-559857735315450690?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/559857735315450690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=559857735315450690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/559857735315450690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/559857735315450690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/hold-on.html' title='Hold On'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-8668462798458473662</id><published>2008-09-20T06:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:05:16.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubbish</title><content type='html'>We had our field trip yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, Kyle was present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The field trip was rubbish, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought cool stuff, though. Like, let's say, a slinky. And this cool new book in National Bookstore called Boy Meets Boy.  Yeah. It's nice. It was on discount.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-8668462798458473662?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/8668462798458473662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=8668462798458473662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/8668462798458473662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/8668462798458473662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-had-our-field-trip-yesterday.html' title='Rubbish'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-2203954282291497673</id><published>2008-09-18T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:33:40.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T_____T</title><content type='html'>KYLE IS ABSENT. T________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt;. AWESOME TEARS THAT ONLY I, JASMINE, CAN SHED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The field trip's tomorrow. I want Kyle to be present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle is so cool. Kyle's my idol. Kyle is awesome. (Same goes for Camille, Marta, Carmela and Bianca.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE KYLE GETS BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T________T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-2203954282291497673?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/2203954282291497673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=2203954282291497673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/2203954282291497673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/2203954282291497673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/tt.html' title='T_____T'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-9108290205470816838</id><published>2008-09-15T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T20:02:09.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X3</title><content type='html'>Oh my God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QAjjd586mpU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QAjjd586mpU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIBRATION. &gt;3 *squeals* -shot-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w4QmPeHniW4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w4QmPeHniW4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-9108290205470816838?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/9108290205470816838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=9108290205470816838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/9108290205470816838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/9108290205470816838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/x3.html' title='X3'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-4487181784377641752</id><published>2008-09-14T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:14:28.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEH.</title><content type='html'>So I went to church today... my mother saw my sister listening to her mp3 during the mass... and reprimanded her. ThankGodshedidn'tseeme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I went to the restroom... and I saw a couple of girls trying to look at me while peeing... nowI'mgladIdidn'ttakeanyofmyclothesoff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also heard from my sister that it's a form of molest to poke someone. So... my classmate molested me without me knowing it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I seriously need a new set of friends. My sister says they're bad influence... indeed, they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, what?! Um, never mind the last part. Have a nice day/night/afternoon/whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-4487181784377641752?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/4487181784377641752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=4487181784377641752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/4487181784377641752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/4487181784377641752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/heh.html' title='HEH.'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-6186251412932363952</id><published>2008-09-14T06:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T06:49:50.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book fair'/><title type='text'>Eh.</title><content type='html'>So, I went to the Manila International Book Fair yesterday with my sister and mother. It was alright since my mother left me to my sister[most of the time]. I don't know why, but I always go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did I mention their models of the fictional characters there looked really cool and awesome? It's like it was taken out of the book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, Ate Janelle, and I found this cool book called "The Three Incestuous Sisters". LOL. And I like, browsed through it and saw some... sexy time.[Haha.] I can't really believe it's a children's book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this book- err... comic book and IT WAS SO AWESOME. BATMAN IS SO COOL. Then... I just spent the rest of my money on manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lameass. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-6186251412932363952?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/6186251412932363952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=6186251412932363952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/6186251412932363952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/6186251412932363952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/eh_14.html' title='Eh.'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-1604242278693438937</id><published>2008-09-13T07:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T07:55:40.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book fair'/><title type='text'>Eh.</title><content type='html'>So... Mother's taking me to the book fair. I don't want to go... at least not with her. Last time, she got into a fight with one of the vendors. But since my sister is coming, I should too. DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSws90lrxIg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSws90lrxIg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-1604242278693438937?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/1604242278693438937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=1604242278693438937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1604242278693438937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1604242278693438937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/eh.html' title='Eh.'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-8944629084300569071</id><published>2008-09-12T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:47:48.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Break Chance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shishido'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IHC'/><title type='text'>BREAK CHANCE. IHC</title><content type='html'>I'm hooked to IHC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots. And Lots. And lots. Of. Buttfucking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I like Shishido's song, Break Chance. It's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, listen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/5_5BltUM4w/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/5_5BltUM4w/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/groups/2Y__bUZi/music/lxxiUnup/shishido_ryou_break_chance/"&gt;Break Chance - Shishido Ryou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekai, also by Shishido, is cute as well. I feel like a pedophile, but I know that I shouldn't because that only applies when Steven is around. -shotshotshot-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Z9UG9QvxX9/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Z9UG9QvxX9/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/groups/2Y__bUZi/music/4t7Qk6lb/shishido_ryou_sekai/"&gt;Sekai - Shishido Ryou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Jasmine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    YOU HAVE FALLEN HARD AND FAST. THERE IS NO TURNING BACK. READ SOME MORE. YOUR FEELINGS FOR IHC STRETCHED FARTHER THAN IT HAD FOR MARIE DIGBY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-8944629084300569071?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/8944629084300569071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=8944629084300569071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/8944629084300569071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/8944629084300569071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/break-chance-ihc.html' title='BREAK CHANCE. IHC'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-5051282035232231457</id><published>2008-09-12T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:16:01.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>++</title><content type='html'>...I'm currently in the second chapter of IHC. It'sprettyaddictive,thoughIamstillnotyetcorrupted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-5051282035232231457?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/5051282035232231457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=5051282035232231457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/5051282035232231457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/5051282035232231457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_6948.html' title='++'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-560585259829468164</id><published>2008-09-12T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T16:49:52.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>So... I heard Audrey's running for student council president. I don't know, but I think that it's, well, bad, for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And Audrey... I mean AUDREY. The girl who spat at me, made fun of unicorns, butterflies, homosexuals, rainbows, emos and other stuff, the girl who made school unbear- heck, she scares me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be pretty satisfying to see her fail, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Just kidding. X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-560585259829468164?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/560585259829468164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=560585259829468164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/560585259829468164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/560585259829468164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_12.html' title='...'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-5770545683918193645</id><published>2008-09-11T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:41:36.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH</title><content type='html'>...I feel sad. My new template didn't make me feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just go and fix it later. I'm already sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-5770545683918193645?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/5770545683918193645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=5770545683918193645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/5770545683918193645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/5770545683918193645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/blah.html' title='BLAH'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-8169736282466660244</id><published>2008-09-11T20:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:28:04.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D:</title><content type='html'>I. Am. A. Failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Idk,Ijustfeltallemoinside...NowIshallfindanewtemplate.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-8169736282466660244?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/8169736282466660244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=8169736282466660244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/8169736282466660244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/8169736282466660244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/d.html' title='D:'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-4038722581804463835</id><published>2008-09-07T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:54:28.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>........</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Oh my gosh, I went shopping a while ago and saw Steven! Or some guy that looked like him. But... I swear, that guy with him looked like his father and the boy I saw really looked like Steven! He even has the same mole on that Steven has on that spot. When I saw him, he was laughing and smiling and... clinging to that old geezer. HE IS SO CUTE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *grins* You're so cute. What's your name? *takes out camera phone*&lt;br /&gt;Him: Steven...&lt;br /&gt;Me: And your last...?&lt;br /&gt;Him: *********.&lt;br /&gt;ME: Iloveyousomuchrightnow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then that would never happen in real life. That's actually pretty depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;~I should have taken a picture of him but then I would seem [more] stalkerish. It's like this: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You, Jasmine, cannot approach him. Look, he's with a withered old man. And he's happy, smiling and laughing. You'll ruin it. Oh, and you're a pedophile. Ready? Go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Riiiight. And that's why I can't approach the poor, little(and cute) sucker. Woe is me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-4038722581804463835?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/4038722581804463835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=4038722581804463835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/4038722581804463835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/4038722581804463835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='........'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-5595333718412805693</id><published>2008-09-06T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:06:55.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BITCH</title><content type='html'>********* ticks me off for some reason. I don't know. She never really did anything to me... but she seems so, I don't know, annoying? Or maybe that isn't such a strong word. Something about her just irks me. At school, she looks at me weirdly and smiles when she sees me. She makes me sick. Frenemies suck. I swear, she would die the next week. What's worse is that she actually thinks and feels that she's my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;. Nuh uh, even if I prefer her more than that biatch, ***, I still hate her. I mean, really, when I think of someone as that kind of person, then that impression will leave a mark. Simply put, it's hard for me to change my opinions on someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I seriously have to stop abusing the words rape and bitch. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-5595333718412805693?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/5595333718412805693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=5595333718412805693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/5595333718412805693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/5595333718412805693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/bitch_06.html' title='BITCH'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-6223008908246506915</id><published>2008-09-05T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:41:06.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BULLSHIT</title><content type='html'>The computer homework pisses me off it's so hard. One word: bullshit. It is, really. I mean it. The instructions weren't specific and I couldn't get the formula right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're, like, supposed to make multiplication and stuff like that. It was easy.(No duh!) But then I reread the instructions and it said that "Product 1 to Product 5 in Cell A4 to A13." And I was all like, "WHERE SHOULD PRODUCT 6 TO PRODUCT 10 GO TO?!" And my sister was all like, "Just follow the instructions." BUT I'LL MISS POINTS. Screw this homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah,thisisreallyanunproductiveandpointlesspost.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-6223008908246506915?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/6223008908246506915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=6223008908246506915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/6223008908246506915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/6223008908246506915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/bullshit.html' title='BULLSHIT'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-8956961794735154549</id><published>2008-09-04T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:06:43.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOE IS BITCH</title><content type='html'>...Out of 27 in my class, I ranked third~ That's too bad. I could've done better. Maybe I should get a tutor. But then that would consume too much energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also recently been getting low grades on my seatworks. I swear, I'll fail the second quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also computed my grade and found out my average is 90.8. I fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Woe is me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-8956961794735154549?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/8956961794735154549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=8956961794735154549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/8956961794735154549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/8956961794735154549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/woe-is-bitch.html' title='WOE IS BITCH'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-3353091600161772016</id><published>2008-09-03T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:43:30.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE SUCKS, BITCH</title><content type='html'>...Ms. Amores got mad at my class. That's too bad. I'm also starting to hate ***** and agree with Jessica and Kyle. But there's a possibility that it might be ****'s fault... or *******'s. I suck for blaming them.(I even snapped at Noryln and called a younger kid fugly. I feel bad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be more optimistic. The field trip's next week. That's gotta be good. Then again, the distribution of the report cards is tomorrow. I'll probably fail. I heard my CLE teacher dislikes me.(I don't like her as well, but it shouldn't affect my grades &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;much, no?) If I get a low grade in my report card, I'll tell her that I hate her because everything I studied for won't make sense anymore. Ha. It's not like it'll ever. I got Father to promise me that he'll get me a trampoline on my birthday so it won't be much of a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fashion Show is on Friday... I haven't even decided on my clothes. I'm so uncool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also recently got low grades on my seatworks and homeworks. What did I do wrong?I even studied on weekends instead of going over to Christian's house~ I also gave up some of my precious sleeping time to study~ I should die. I'm a failure.(Moreover, this should really be called my emo blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to woe about is that Christian got taller. I'm sick of it.(Yes, I am. Now I have to look up whenever I talk to you.) And he's only 3 days older than me. It sucks. I... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;act &lt;/span&gt;older(Buttsex,anyone/bitches?), I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should &lt;/span&gt;look older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably cut myself with my sister...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-3353091600161772016?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/3353091600161772016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=3353091600161772016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/3353091600161772016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/3353091600161772016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-sucks-bitch.html' title='LIFE SUCKS, BITCH'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-6156664505793951512</id><published>2008-09-02T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T17:30:05.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIE BITCH</title><content type='html'>...Reality has hit me. THAT BIATCH WILL STAY THAT WAT FOREVER. SHE CAN JUST GO AND FUCK HERSELF IN THE ASS FOR ALL I CARE. *shoots the blasted bitch* SHE CAN JUST DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there's going to be a quiz in science and hekasi tomorrow... It would be hard, so I'm memorizing the handout given by the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... everyone in class thinks I'm emo or that I want to be emo because of my poem. Yeah... biznitches,Ilikemypoem,sothere~! My poem shows no trait of mine.(Except for laziness for I have not continued it, ah. For now, I shall leave it in Audrey's hands.) Hell, I even have a ninja, gangster, happy, bitchy, gay, slutty and geeky poem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I just handed out my project in arts. I hope I can actually get a decent grade on it. If I don't... Christian'sgoingtoshavehisheadbald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never ask him to do such thing. That would be mean of me. So mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it would be wrong not to. Bitch,youdeserveit. X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-6156664505793951512?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/6156664505793951512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=6156664505793951512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/6156664505793951512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/6156664505793951512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/die-bitch.html' title='DIE BITCH'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-6749788869400159181</id><published>2008-09-01T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T17:12:15.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch</title><content type='html'>...The distribution of report cards is on Thursday. Woots. 'Cant wait to see how much I fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a poem of school. Ms. Bayani didn't like the poem, so I changed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only posting up the first poem because I like it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY EMO POEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad&lt;br /&gt;I hate my mom&lt;br /&gt;I hate my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to die&lt;br /&gt;I want to die&lt;br /&gt;DIE&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm emo&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it awesome and bitchy at the same time? [Haha.] Audrey wanted to add some parts of it like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRY FOR 20 DAYS&lt;br /&gt;CUT YOUR WRISTS&lt;br /&gt;BE LIKE ME&lt;br /&gt;MEET AND LOVE DEATH&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hop off now. I just found some rant saying that rape and be funny and that religion is bullshit. Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-6749788869400159181?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/6749788869400159181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=6749788869400159181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/6749788869400159181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/6749788869400159181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/09/bitch.html' title='Bitch'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-7623921183047974533</id><published>2008-08-31T08:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T08:46:18.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute X3</title><content type='html'>So, okay, I was like, stalking- er... looking through Lana-chan-senpai's blog. AND I SAW SOMETHING AWESOME. PREPARE TO BE AMAZED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2cm20a9n3be"&gt;CLICK IT, DAMMIT.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See? Isn't it awesome?&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/6781882324412182612-7623921183047974533?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/7623921183047974533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=7623921183047974533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/7623921183047974533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/7623921183047974533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/08/cute-x3.html' title='Cute X3'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-1002656272362811871</id><published>2008-08-31T08:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T08:38:45.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?dgyzzkjbdxa"&gt;CLICK FOR LOVE, BITCH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥~♥~♥~♥~♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, that's all I feel for Lana-chan-senpai, Bane-chan-senpai, Daisy-chan-senpai and ezyl-chan-senpai. My loves who gave me links to literature and popcorn comics. I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst,clickonthelinkaboveforsomeDirtyPairlove,bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-1002656272362811871?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/1002656272362811871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=1002656272362811871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1002656272362811871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1002656272362811871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/08/love.html' title='LOVE.'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-1503801794247092477</id><published>2008-08-30T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:16:28.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love ♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lana-chan-senpai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yaoi'/><title type='text'>AWESOME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SemU-7g8wGI"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SemU-7g8wGI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SemU-7g8wGI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS NOTHING BUT LOVE. PURE, PURE LOVE. I SHOULD GIVE GAADIAN A CROWN OR SOMETHING FOR MAKING THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I LOVE LANA-CHAN-SENPAI FOR SHOWING ME THE LINK. :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-1503801794247092477?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/1503801794247092477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=1503801794247092477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1503801794247092477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1503801794247092477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/08/awesome.html' title='AWESOME.'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-1685608165317624056</id><published>2008-08-30T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:44:05.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gelly-chan-senpai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doujin'/><title type='text'>For Gelly-chan-senpai~</title><content type='html'>For Gelly-chan-senpai~ (Just click on the pictures in order to enlarge them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5HAjkftI/AAAAAAAAABk/THGsfoRlTGc/s1600-h/sensei05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5HAjkftI/AAAAAAAAABk/THGsfoRlTGc/s320/sensei05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240212065249165010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5HUf5VoI/AAAAAAAAABs/UUPQuHuA3O0/s1600-h/sensei06eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5HUf5VoI/AAAAAAAAABs/UUPQuHuA3O0/s320/sensei06eng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240212070602462850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5HSbLCkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-Qxv5GMfrK8/s1600-h/sensei07eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5HSbLCkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-Qxv5GMfrK8/s320/sensei07eng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240212070045780546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5Hiec9AI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IPv9uczWSjM/s1600-h/sensei08eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5Hiec9AI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IPv9uczWSjM/s320/sensei08eng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240212074354504706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5HoL0jzI/AAAAAAAAACE/Jy0SU7FWc6U/s1600-h/sensei09eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5HoL0jzI/AAAAAAAAACE/Jy0SU7FWc6U/s320/sensei09eng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240212075886972722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5_g_pSoI/AAAAAAAAACM/gKKZPSVrGxE/s1600-h/sensei10eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5_g_pSoI/AAAAAAAAACM/gKKZPSVrGxE/s320/sensei10eng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240213036029528706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5_irWeXI/AAAAAAAAACU/Dd2bQ3L8fYM/s1600-h/sensei11eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5_irWeXI/AAAAAAAAACU/Dd2bQ3L8fYM/s320/sensei11eng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240213036481280370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5_zZDuNI/AAAAAAAAACc/eJBc2XUflCY/s1600-h/sensei12eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5_zZDuNI/AAAAAAAAACc/eJBc2XUflCY/s320/sensei12eng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240213040967956690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5_0iYidI/AAAAAAAAACk/FCSwkgwHjFg/s1600-h/sensei13eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5_0iYidI/AAAAAAAAACk/FCSwkgwHjFg/s320/sensei13eng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240213041275505106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj6ABKE_aI/AAAAAAAAACs/s6jNH3KcUek/s1600-h/senseiinside3ToriShishi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj6ABKE_aI/AAAAAAAAACs/s6jNH3KcUek/s320/senseiinside3ToriShishi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240213044663221666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-1685608165317624056?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/1685608165317624056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=1685608165317624056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1685608165317624056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1685608165317624056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-gelly-chan-senpai.html' title='For Gelly-chan-senpai~'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLj5HAjkftI/AAAAAAAAABk/THGsfoRlTGc/s72-c/sensei05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-7509331365553451530</id><published>2008-08-30T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:36:26.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUTTSEX IS AWESOME, BITCHES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLjcQR4RLzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BNSHnmLI4Zs/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLjcQR4RLzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BNSHnmLI4Zs/s320/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240180338680999730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTTSEX IS AWESOME, BITCHES. YEAH, AND THIS TIME, CHOU-CHAN DID THE BUTTFUCKING. YAYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-7509331365553451530?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/7509331365553451530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=7509331365553451530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/7509331365553451530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/7509331365553451530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/08/buttsex-is-awesome-bitches.html' title='BUTTSEX IS AWESOME, BITCHES.'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAzYIFMoM8w/SLjcQR4RLzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BNSHnmLI4Zs/s72-c/Untitled-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-1384282500119455580</id><published>2008-08-30T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:39:06.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>ZOMH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i330.photobucket.com/albums/l414/Hiyoshi-kunIsAwesome/DSC00020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i330.photobucket.com/albums/l414/Hiyoshi-kunIsAwesome/DSC00020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my picture in my batchmate's blog. Well, actually, it was a group picture and I just happened to be seated behind them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's emo!Jasmine for you. Yes, I was sulking. AndthinkingaboutSteven. Hn. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The picture was taken yesterday. Boo. D:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-1384282500119455580?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/1384282500119455580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=1384282500119455580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1384282500119455580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/1384282500119455580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/08/zomh.html' title='ZOMH'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-5182569721189703867</id><published>2008-08-30T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:39:48.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Takuya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tenimyu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryunosuke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aiba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovely Complex'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hn. I might as well update everyday, right? I mean, what's the point if I don't blog regularly. So anyways, I'm trying to find cool Tenimyu dances to dance along to. It's hard. I only found the Kira Kira Kira Dance and Jiroh's and Gakuto's. I need to find more dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could say that Aiba and Takuya look hot. As in- I should stop that before I get into any sensitive topics. So anyways, their dance moves are pretty cool. Aiba's sexy, as usual. Kikumaru's Tenimyu actor was... bendy, as usual. Ruito was cute and bendy, as usual. Takuya was happy, cute and bendy, as usual. Everything was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like, are there any cooler dances I should know about? Say, Jin's Ero Ero Dance? Someoneshootme. Or what if I put up Ryunosuke's version of Season, hm? But... he didn't move that much. But still! He's an eyecandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, what...? Why am I debating with myself? Have I gone cuckoo or something? I seriously hope not. Because I have problems. Like, lots of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, it's not like I should care or anything. Anyways, I'm also planning to watch Lovely Complex again. It's quite cute, actually. Though the movie was different from the manga and anime, it was still adorable. ThoughtherewasnoHarukaorMimi. It didn't make me cry or anything but it was still awesome. Go and watch it. Now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-5182569721189703867?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/5182569721189703867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=5182569721189703867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/5182569721189703867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/5182569721189703867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/08/hn.html' title=''/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-518803293694955967</id><published>2008-08-29T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:40:07.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Not Really Such A Wonderful Day</title><content type='html'>I've just finished adding more songs to my mp3. And frankly, I'm quite happy, being able to download those songs and all.(Yes, I am easily cheered up and satisfied. AndIamalsoeasilyirritated.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, life still sucks, I can tell you that. I hate Culinary Club. I wish I joined another cooler club like Taekwondo Club, for example. Or maybe Computer Club. I wonder what made me join it in the first place. Oh, right... I needed to improve on my suckish, amateur, mediocre-like cooking. This sucks. I never learned anything ever since I started. It just made me hate cooking more. And that, my friend, is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;a happy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should try to look at the bright side. At least we were dismissed earlier than expected, that's good, right? Other than that, nothing good came out of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait, I forgot to ramble about some parts of it. Okay, so I went to school in the filipiniana costume because my sister said she wanted to wear my shirt, so I agreed, just because. Surprisingly, my underclassmen didn't point and laugh at me, as I had thought.(I also got pinched in the cheeks and called cute, and really, I tell you, I didn't like it. Not one bit.) In my opinion, I looked like a freak. So anyways, we had this boring presentation. Details about it aren't really needed because, really, you wouldn't want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all what happened. Sucks, huh? *bows and gets tomatoes thrown at her*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6781882324412182612-518803293694955967?l=jasmine-claire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/feeds/518803293694955967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6781882324412182612&amp;postID=518803293694955967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/518803293694955967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6781882324412182612/posts/default/518803293694955967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmine-claire.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-really-such-wonderful-day.html' title='Not Really Such A Wonderful Day'/><author><name>jasmine-claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06326418483565858661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6781882324412182612.post-8469022837859785740</id><published>2008-08-28T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:40:20.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Troublesome</title><content type='html'>So, okay, I made a new blog.(I got bored of my old one.) But really, please, just please, don't, I repeat, don't ask for the real reason I made a new blog(If you're a classmate of mine, that is.).&lt;br /&gt;And so, really, I'm going to be honest. I'm rarely going to use this blog. 'That okay with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;a blog, right? That means I better start blogging now. Right. So, I, like, just came from school and I'm tired. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buwan ng Wika&lt;/span&gt; happens to be tomorrow. I don't know. What should I wear? Should I wear a filipiniana costume or just wear a shirt and jeans? I mean, I wanna wear a filipiniana costume but I'm pretty sure that I'll be the only one who'll be wearing it. (And little kids might point at me and laugh.) And I would say that wearing a shirt and jeans saves time and energy, because if I wear those, then I won't have to change into my PE uniform. I'm confused. So, if you were in my shoes, what would you do? I have a hard time making decisions when it comes to these kinds of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;a blog, I might as well rant some more. It's not like there's anyone stopping me, right? Right? So, okay, I'm quite pissed today. So, really, today is not the best day to blog, but since I had nothing better to do, I might as well get this over with. "Why are you so pissed?" I hear you ask. Well, it all started with my loser of a classmate overhearing a conversation I had about this person I happened to fancy named Steven. And she, being herself, decided to mention it to everyone. It was horrible. Embarrassing. Completely and utterly absurd. I'm starting to hate her more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, rambling here is kinda fun. It doesn't seem so bad. Not bad at all. Though, really, I don't think anyone would care. Because, really, no one around me is entertained throughly whenever I'm around. I mean, I'll just piss people off. I'm not really a pleasant person to be with.(Though people I know say I am.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what got me to continue blogging in the first place. It's so... troublesome. I would guess that I'll receive some comments saying that I should stop or something. Well, before that, I ought to ask you one question; What were you doing here in the first place? Obviously, if you were looking for some juicy, gossipy stuff, then, really, go somewhere else. 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