<?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-33759980</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:51:02.578+02:00</updated><category term='Inspired'/><category term='bitterness'/><category term='dailytale'/><category term='bla bla'/><category term='Life'/><category term='sick'/><category term='travel'/><category term='nonsense'/><category term='peace'/><category term='love'/><category term='work'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>My world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33759980.post-2399782155442349845</id><published>2008-04-04T21:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:06:56.679+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://brave-angel.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://brave-angel.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good bye my lover.. good bye my friend.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit my new blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brave-angel.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://brave-angel.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brave-angel.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://brave-angel.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brave-angel.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://brave-angel.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-2399782155442349845?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2399782155442349845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=2399782155442349845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/2399782155442349845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/2399782155442349845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-moving.html' title='I&apos;m moving'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-7311729643394717101</id><published>2008-03-27T18:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:08:54.692+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really don't know what to do. I'm like lost, lost in my own life..&lt;br /&gt;I know what I want and should do in the future but I can't seem to figure out what I want now.. what I am doing now..&lt;br /&gt;I feel lost and empty,, I'm becoming tired of everything.. I'm pushing away the person who mean/meant alot to me.. I don't know really it's like I want to start from scratch.. I don't regret anything but I know it will feel better if I can change everything right from the beginning.. Doing everything right, right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always said I want to be a different girl, a better one but as days pass by I seem to change in the wrong way, I'm becoming the person I don't want to be.. The more I tell myself not to be like that the more I become it, ironic isn't it. I don't even want to try changing anymore, it might just end up becoming worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I could start,, start right from the beginning, I want new days to come coz seriously I'm so tired of the one I have right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's poitless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-7311729643394717101?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7311729643394717101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=7311729643394717101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7311729643394717101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7311729643394717101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2008/03/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-4152098392242201891</id><published>2008-03-18T20:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T20:49:51.334+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>Let it snow .. let it snow</title><content type='html'>Let it snow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it's spring and it snowed.. For the first time this winter it snowed alot..  whats wrong with the climate? Perhaps next year it will snow during summer. I hope not.. I'm looking forward for the warm heat.. I'm tired of wearing a coat and a scarf.. I'm tired of carrying 5 kg of clothes everyday.. I want to get tan and not dry skin because it's freezing.. I want to drink iced tea and not hot tea/ warm cocoa.. I want to lie on the beach and not on my bed with a blanket..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also.. I want this school year to be over.. I want to have a vacation so that I really can look forward to my 3rd year ... I'm already excited even though I don't really have a reason for it yet since I still have to go through exams before I can go to the next time.. ohay ohay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I need to go.. gonna watch ugly betty =)&lt;br /&gt;see yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-4152098392242201891?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4152098392242201891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=4152098392242201891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/4152098392242201891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/4152098392242201891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2008/03/let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow .. let it snow'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-4755635949658364330</id><published>2008-03-16T19:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:20:05.377+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Nice to be back</title><content type='html'>My 2 weeks of study trip in Düsseldorf Germany has been great. I'm saying great because it was better than what I have expected. At first I wasn't looking forward to it, firstly I thought talking deutsch for two weeks will be hard, secondly none of my close friends are going to Germany since most of them have french. I will be stuck with people I do not talk much with for two weeks in a country that is boring... or so I thought... After just few hours in Düsseldorf me and Dina(my housemate) went out to explore the city and suddenly we found out how friendly german people are =) and how cool their cars are.. I started loving Germany just after the first day..&lt;br /&gt;And after some couple of days I started to mingle with my classmates, I didn't expect that we would be able to migle that well. It was fun.. they were fun.. It was a great experience... alot of things happened and I got to know all of them for a short period of time.. !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-4755635949658364330?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4755635949658364330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=4755635949658364330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/4755635949658364330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/4755635949658364330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2008/03/nice-to-be-back.html' title='Nice to be back'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-7253141227912779942</id><published>2008-02-17T00:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T00:08:29.941+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>You choose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will you live your life now&lt;strong&gt; shaping a good future&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; or will you live the life you have now &lt;strong&gt;to the fullest&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What will be the best thing to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&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/33759980-7253141227912779942?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7253141227912779942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=7253141227912779942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7253141227912779942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7253141227912779942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-choose.html' title='You choose'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-3747898190228241654</id><published>2008-02-12T18:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T18:54:13.754+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Change of attitude</title><content type='html'>I am exhausted. I feel like I've been running for a long time and I feel very exhausted. I need to slow down. Everything is happening to fast.. I need to slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we really need to take one thing at a time coz if we dont then we end up missing alot of things. If we move to fast we wont be able to enjoy things at they should be enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to slow down to really experience or feel everything that is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to calm down or else I will just end up with.. Nothing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-3747898190228241654?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3747898190228241654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=3747898190228241654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3747898190228241654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3747898190228241654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2008/02/change-of-attitude.html' title='Change of attitude'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-264101161727892477</id><published>2008-02-10T20:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T21:00:28.338+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"How are you?"</title><content type='html'>When people ask me that question I often say: fine, ok or good. I say those even if its not true, especially when the person asking is someone I'm not close to.&lt;br /&gt;Like there was this classmate of mine I haven't seen for years and I saw her last week we didn't really talk that much. We just asked each other how we are doing we both said fine. But what if one of us was not fine? Would we say it? Like: "well good you're fine coz I am not..." Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Really, people say they're fine even though they're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I am just alright. I have winter break now so I can finally RELAX! Thank God for that!! In three weeks I will be travelling to Düsseldorf for a study trip. I am kinda excited even though we have to speak german EVERYDAY. I am going to live with a german family for two freaking weeks and of course I will need to speak deutsch! Oh my God. oh my God.. I am not good in German seriously. I understand German but I cannot speak German ehehe.. well if it is fashion or business oriented topics then I think I can manage because thats our usual topic in my german class, so my vocabulary is limited. We can also talk about Germany during the Berlin wall because we have talked about that in the class I guess I will remember some of the phrases we've used in that class, but if they are going to chitchat with me about something that normal people use to talk about then I'll be dead.. I don't even know what the german word for fridge is! tsssk..&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks.. two weeks huhu. I am really going to miss my bf alot since I do not know if there is an internet where I am going. Last year I went to Dublin for five days I cried..I cried while reading my bf's txt messages. I cried while talking to him on the phone.. I started crying the moment I heard his voice.. tsssk How am I going to survive two weeks .. and when I get home he is going to his family in the province for hollyweek so I wont be seing him in 3 weeks or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I will survive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-264101161727892477?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/264101161727892477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=264101161727892477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/264101161727892477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/264101161727892477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-are-you.html' title='&quot;How are you?&quot;'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-3649562773253811180</id><published>2008-02-04T20:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:31:27.079+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Do they really fall INLOVE?</title><content type='html'>Teens nowadays rush into relationship, especially those I can see, the ones living here.&lt;br /&gt;Alright I sound like an old conservative lady but few days ago I though about it and it really made me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go out, party every weekend, flirt with the opposite sex not only during the weekends but also every day at school. Everyday during the break I see boy and girl hugging each other outside my class room, or even at the class room actually, not only huging, they also sit at each others lap.. No they are not commited, and sometimes some of them actually have a bf/gf. Maybe I'm just being too malicious but I really think its too much. Its not just a "hello hug" coz I've got no problem with that, I do it as well but the hug they are doing its more than that "hello hug" hmm.. Maybe teens nowadays are just... affectionate.. too affectionate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teens nowadays also tend to have different bf/gf almost everymonth. I think when they get tired of each other they just go seperate ways and start finding a new one right away. Don't they get tired? Don't they ever wish of having one real, serious relationship? is it possible to fall inlove for a very short time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never imagine myself being that situation. Frequently having a new bf. I want a serious relationship, something that will last for long and something that I love.&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that I'm in relationship with someone who is serious right now, coz just the thought of finding someone here really scares me. I really think that it is hard to find someone you can have a serious relationship with here where I live. You need to be good at playing the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to be willing to kiss many frogs before finding your prince.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-3649562773253811180?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3649562773253811180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=3649562773253811180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3649562773253811180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3649562773253811180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2008/02/do-they-really-fall-inlove.html' title='Do they really fall INLOVE?'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-6658466039194198042</id><published>2008-01-25T21:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:20:29.421+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitterness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Satisfaction</title><content type='html'>I feel really bad.. besides head ache and pain in my legs because of working out I feel something inside that is worst than having a head ache and leg pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain this.. all I can say is that I feel like yelling at myself! I want to scold myself for being so selfish, for always being unsatisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was younger, I never always get what I wanted, I always had to follow rules by my mom. I had a normal child hood. I didn't get too much or too little of everything, jus enough. So you can't say I have been spoiled.. but now I act like a spoild brat.. a spoiled gf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be special always.. i want to have more of everything. In short, I never get contented..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ARG!! I don't think its good but I cant control it! I get sad because I feel like I want more and I feel sad because I am so selfish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to do!! I want more but I know that more is too much. I know that I have to be satisfied with what I have but  I just cant accept it.. I need to.. ACCEPT what I get and what I have.... but how?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-6658466039194198042?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6658466039194198042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=6658466039194198042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/6658466039194198042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/6658466039194198042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2008/01/satisfaction.html' title='Satisfaction'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-603710019319872145</id><published>2008-01-09T22:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:39:27.098+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>why oh why?</title><content type='html'>I have two things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I went to an exam today. Market Communication, the subject where I have a deadly teacher who always makes you feel like the things you say are wrong and who always gave me 4 (bellow average) grade, I was lucky to get 7 (average grade) in out last class card, so can you imagine how I felt when I found out that we have an exam in his subject and right after the xmas holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know why I keep on being lucky with all this exams because believe it or not (I cant believe it myself) I got a 12 (top grade) once again. I guess 1 week of revising payed off really well =) I wish I'm as lucky as this in all the other exam I am going to have. I really need a high average for the course I want to take, last time I checked it was an average of 10, though I'm not sure if it also apply to danish students or if its just the admision grade for students outside dk, I hope so! 10 is a very high average, I will need 12 in most of my exams to get that average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. the next thing I'm going to tell is my sleeping habit, ladies and gentlemen I am having sleeping problem again! seriously 3 days in a row?!! I fall asleep around 3-4 am and its not really funny when you have to wake up 6 in the morning to prepare for school!&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what the cause of this is. Perhaps because I've been sleeping until noon in the holidays and now its payback time ? eerrh its not funny at all! I feel sleepy but once I lay down I cannot fall asleep. tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why oh why? I used to love sleeping? Before I could just sleep anytime I want..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-603710019319872145?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/603710019319872145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=603710019319872145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/603710019319872145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/603710019319872145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-oh-why.html' title='why oh why?'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-2136120594349624931</id><published>2008-01-01T21:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:48:04.812+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>New day,new year, new entry</title><content type='html'>First of all I want to greet everyone a happy happy new year! Wish you all the best in 2008!&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe the first day of two thousand and eight is almost over i am excited of what ever this year will bring. I hope that 2008 will give me great experience which I can learn from so that I can turn out to be a confident woman, wew, hehe. But really i wish that 2008 will be a good year for all of us. I also want it to go fast so that I wont have to wait too long for 2009 , hehe joke joke. Let 2008 take the time it wants as long as it teaches us great lessons that we can use in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have one year new years resolution this year but I will keep it as a secret, I really hope I can keep this resolution coz actually this i've been planning to do it few months before newyears i just couldnt make myself do it.. my other goal for 2008 is ofcourse keep being a good person, I know I can be bad sometimes(most of the times towards my bf) but I will try my best to change my attitude, I dont need the new years to be the reason why I am making this promise of an attitude change. I will do it because I want to, because I need to. Now, dont think I am so bad, its just that sometimes I can be unfair towards my bf but he still loves me and we still love each other so its not that bad. But I have to admit that i haven't been really nice last year, I think that this past couple of months I've had my head up too high.. and I want to change that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again! i wish you all the best in 2008!! Don't forget to love the people around you =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-2136120594349624931?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2136120594349624931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=2136120594349624931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/2136120594349624931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/2136120594349624931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-daynew-year-new-entry.html' title='New day,new year, new entry'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-2243127496223697996</id><published>2007-12-26T16:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:54:22.115+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>Summer please</title><content type='html'>X'mas is over, it has been fine actually. I've got good gifts but it wasnt really enough, don't get me wrong I am thankful for the gifts that I've got but I wish something else though I know I can't really get it right now I just need to wait some more years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hectic christmas shopping is over, what am I looking forward to right now? well first of all I'm looking forward to my moms 40th bday. it's on friday and I cant wait to give her the gift that I bought for her =) I know she will like it because it's her wish! I am so excited! hehe! =)&lt;br /&gt;also I am looking forward to year 2008 =) wow don't you think this year has been fast? can't believe it!! I'm excited for what the next year will bring and also summer!! I can't wait till summer coz I just want to rest! 2nd year of IBB will be over and I will be a graduating student! yeeheeey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-2243127496223697996?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2243127496223697996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=2243127496223697996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/2243127496223697996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/2243127496223697996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/summer-please.html' title='Summer please'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-631609471010551538</id><published>2007-12-16T21:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:56:05.909+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Loneliness is hunting me</title><content type='html'>I no longer know what I am doing. I no longer know what I really want. One minute I want wait forever just to be with him, the second I feel like I cannot do this anymore, its too hard. I am confused, I wish someone could give me an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want calmness in my heart and my mind, I just don't know how I can obtain that. where can I find calmness?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-631609471010551538?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/631609471010551538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=631609471010551538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/631609471010551538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/631609471010551538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/loneliness-is-hunting-me.html' title='Loneliness is hunting me'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-6621337444911461129</id><published>2007-12-14T18:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T19:11:58.560+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Achievement</title><content type='html'>I feel relief! I passed my 2000 words history report today and I can say that I am proud of myself! To be honest, I find history quite boring ever since I was a kid, I did not like history and the thought about writing a history report just made me feel stressful but actually I wasn't stressed out. I finnished writing it 2 days before I had to pass it so isn't that quite good? I was only stressed when it came to the time that I had to print the papers out, I thought the printer did not work. I cried, to be honest, hehe silly me.&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting  writing about the Philippine-American colonization. If I will be going to write another history report I will choose to write about Philippine history once again, hehe! Thats the only history I like , =) I'm a proud Filipino! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank Felisa for helping me to find sources =) the thing you wrote was inspiring ! hehe! I mean reading your notes gave me idea about the topic =)&lt;br /&gt;I also want to thank Tristan, eventhough he did not corrected it as he said he will, he was there to support and encourage.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my mom for helping me install the printer&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to Comfort for giving me idea on how I can begin the introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now I am like making a speech for oscar awards . ehem! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. now I can rest! eventhough there is one week left before the Christmas holiday, and even though are crazy danish and german teacher gave us loads of homework for next week I still feel like I can relax now. No more reports to hand in, just xmas gifts that are waiting for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-6621337444911461129?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6621337444911461129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=6621337444911461129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/6621337444911461129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/6621337444911461129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/achievement.html' title='Achievement'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-5965090036350460553</id><published>2007-12-07T23:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T23:15:45.819+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>Sleep loves me again.</title><content type='html'>For the past couple of weeks I've been having sleeping problems (have I posted about that already? I cannot remember) I am always tired but when I start thinking about sleeping or when I finally get time to sleep then the sleepiness dissappears. I can lay down hour and hours without falling asleep, and if I suddenly almost reach the point when I am about to fall asleep someone walks outside my room to go to the toilet or kitchen, then I will be waken. Just small whispers can wake me up and then its difficult for me to sleep again. But in the morning, the time I am supposed to wake up I sleep so well and its really hard to wake up even though people here at home makes noise since they are preparing to go to work/school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now its 11.12 pm. I've been feeling sleepy since I got home from work, which is almost 4 hours ago. I was planning to stay up the whole night to do by history paper which is due on 14th of December but I don't think I can stay up the whole night after all. I just hope that the time I lay down I will fall asleep right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-5965090036350460553?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5965090036350460553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=5965090036350460553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/5965090036350460553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/5965090036350460553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/sleep-loves-me-again.html' title='Sleep loves me again.'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-7039592239663754005</id><published>2007-11-25T00:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:43:38.998+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>1 month before Christmas.</title><content type='html'>Whenever it’s Christmas time I always have this mix feelings of sadness and joy. Ever since I was a kid I’ve been having that feeling but perhaps my reasons when I was younger were very shallow. Like the gifts, I always wondered if ever I get a lot of gift for Christmas or they forgot to buy me gifts, my mom was always good in hiding her gifts so I never saw them. Hehe. I guess when you are just a kid the thing you conotate with Christmas is Gift but the more you get older you realize that the gifts have less importance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is Christmas all about? We all know that we celebrate the birth of Christ on that day but other than that I believe that Christmas is a day were we can be with our family/ love ones. Showing love to one another by eating Christmas dinner together while chatting, listening to music or watchind a movie and also exchanging gifts. Families spend time together, they chat the whole Christmas eve and the same they do in the morning, like they haven’t been spending time together the whole year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if you cannot be with the person you love during Christmas time? That’s the sad part. That’s the time you feel incomplete. Christmas can make you feel happy and really sad at the same time, Christmas reminds you about the thing you really miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, we all have to remember that he/she/they may not be there physically, they will always be present in our hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-7039592239663754005?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7039592239663754005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=7039592239663754005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7039592239663754005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7039592239663754005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/1-month-before-christmas.html' title='1 month before Christmas.'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-3099639795415434353</id><published>2007-11-17T21:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:00:28.313+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>start spreading the news...</title><content type='html'>I feel very senti right now. Listening to old songs by frank sinatra, tony bennett, whitney houston. ect.&lt;br /&gt;It feels good, I don't know but when I listen to music from back then  I get this weird feeling inside, memories are coming back.. well I don't really think of what happened but its like I get the same feeling.. never mind I can't explain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I haven't been posting lately, it's not really because I've been very busy, well I have been busy but not THAT busy. I just didn't have anything to say. after all the drama I felt like I wanted to rest a little. Now I have rested and school is bugging me. xmas break is coming up and its becoming more hectic at school, my schedule at school is like from 8am-3pm almost everyday. And I have at least 2 paper to hand in each week, 10 pages to read in each subject each week and alot of presentations.. They say school is  a preparation to real job, can you tell me.. is it really like that our there? :P&lt;br /&gt;well sometimes I think I am more busy or stressed than my parents. They are the one who has a full time job but I feel like I am doing more than them, besides school I have a part time job, then I also have tasks to do at home and my social life. wew. Now I understand why it is hard growing up! but I know that time will come it will all be stable.. I am still fighting to reach the top I still have a long way to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-3099639795415434353?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3099639795415434353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=3099639795415434353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3099639795415434353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3099639795415434353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/start-spreading-news.html' title='start spreading the news...'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-7892199729476889681</id><published>2007-10-28T10:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T11:19:48.240+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>me and grammar</title><content type='html'>Grammar and I can never be best friends!! especially German grammar! OMG I think spending 1 day studying german grammar will be like commiting suicide!! Yesterday I've been trying to read an article in german(two pages) which I have to understand completely since I need to write a synopsis of it in danish. unfortunately I cannot undestand half of the article so I do not know what to write. Even danish grammar is becoming a pain in the ass for me. when I write essays in danish I just write what pops up in my mind and what I think sounds well but when my teacher have corrected it there are loads of red marks. Bout my english.. well I guess its just the same, I am trying to be more aware of the grammar when I am writing english essays but I could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to do with my german paper that I have to hand in the 31st of october. I thought I could finish it today but I've only done the half of it, still miss the synopsis, perhaps I can just do it tomorrow, after asking my teacher if she can translate some part of the article to me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is less than 2 months away. I wish I could say that I can't wait till december comes, I felt that before friday, but since I got my new schedule at work friday evening I've been wishing that december will never come. oh, I have work each sunday in december and there is one week that I have to work the whole week. THE WHOLE WEEK! I didn't even ask for that but I guess it is because some of my colleagues are on vacation therefore my boss needed some people to take their shifts. I know it will just add some extra cash into my account but I am just nervous that we might have exams in December. I am not sure yet, I hope we haven't though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-7892199729476889681?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7892199729476889681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=7892199729476889681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7892199729476889681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7892199729476889681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/me-and-grammar.html' title='me and grammar'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-8513864552836666694</id><published>2007-10-23T20:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T20:09:40.928+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>magical powers?</title><content type='html'>I would be lying if I sed that I never dreamed about having an unusual power. We all, in our silly minds, have had an illusion about possesing something that is extra ordinary. Have you any idea what mine can be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, when people use to ask what kind of powers I want to have I couldn’t  really answer cause there is a lot of things in the world that I wanted to. Being able to read people’s mind, well the reason is obvious. Being able to fly, so that I can travel the world for free. Power to be invisible so that I can make fun of people without them seeing me, or I can do things that I usually don’t have the guts for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But.. but but but but!&lt;br /&gt;I realized something lately. I realized how important time is! So now I want to posses the power to control time! I want to be able to stop time or fast forward time (especially when I am at work) I also want to be able to go back time to be able to change something you have done in the past that you might not really like or to be able to experience something in the past again and again so that it won’t just remain a memory forever. Sounds good ayt? As much as I knnow it is impossible I also know that possesing that power wouldn’t be a good thing in a log run. We can’t just change the past or experience the past all over again. Past is past, what happened there should remain the way it is, but of course there is nothing wrong about dreaming about being able to go back time =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-8513864552836666694?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8513864552836666694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=8513864552836666694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/8513864552836666694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/8513864552836666694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/magical-powers.html' title='magical powers?'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-9088244762829344604</id><published>2007-10-16T09:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:01:09.347+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>enough drama</title><content type='html'>My life never runs out with drama but now I will just ignore it! I won't stress myself about it! Just let it come I will no longer care!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have autumn break this week it is quite nice but seems like time flies to fast!! I don't want the break to be over soon! I just want to rest and relax and rest! :P Oh well, and I also want to do some voluntary studying but first I want to enjoy relaxing and not doing anything that has something to do with school! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I have to work it's just for 3 hours so I hope it wont be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now 10am and I'm hungry but I am too lazy to leave my room and make some food. I wish I had a robbot to feed me, hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-9088244762829344604?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/9088244762829344604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=9088244762829344604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/9088244762829344604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/9088244762829344604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/enough-drama.html' title='enough drama'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-2682824314224699555</id><published>2007-10-13T21:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T21:25:38.773+02:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so tired of this!</title><content type='html'>nananahimik ka, sa likod mo kung ano ano pinag sasabi tungkol sayo. Mananahimik ka, hahayaan mo gawin ginagawa nila pero wishing na sana eh huminto pero wala, tuloy tuloy parin at mas dumadami tao nakekelam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag lumaban ka naman, kapag sinabi mo na huminto na sila, ikaw pa ang masama. Ipaalam mo sakanila na mali na ang ginagawa nila ipaalam mo na alam mo ang ginagawa nila ikaw pa ang sasabihing walang respeto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the right thing to do?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO TIRED OF YOU SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing we do is right in your eyes!!&lt;br /&gt;you want us to keep our mouth shut but you keep on talking about me behind my back!!!&lt;br /&gt;You think what I am doing is not right, what about the thigs that you are doing?! Is that correct?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;I just pray to God that no matter what happens he will be on my side, that he will keep on making me strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer want to care about what is happening, I don't want to waste my energy on being sad about it. I can't help being sad but I will try to ignore it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-2682824314224699555?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2682824314224699555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=2682824314224699555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/2682824314224699555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/2682824314224699555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-so-tired-of-this.html' title='i&apos;m so tired of this!'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-3130588208913178509</id><published>2007-10-10T20:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:12:26.489+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitterness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>mind your own business please</title><content type='html'>People interfere too much! Don't they have enough thing to do with their own life that's why they start making issues about other people! Gosh am I so interesting?!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick and tired of people interfering with my love life! Whats in it for you?! You have nothing to say about me! I should be able to decide for myself I am no longer a child, I am 18 and believe that I can decide some things by myself. It is my life, my feelings not yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be fully grown I may commit mistakes but its up to me to take responsibilities of my own actions! What is the matter with my lovelife?!? are you worried that I might get hurt? Well I chose this this, its my own life, I will feel the pain not you! but I guess that is not the problem. YOU, are not thinkinng about my feelings, you are not afraid that I might get hurt. NO! you just don't want to make me happy, you do't think I am happy, then what else do you think I am doing?! you think I am being fooled by the person I love, yeah right and he brainwashes me right? He cast a magic on me so that I will fall inlove with him? well that might be true enough coz after all love is magic you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously tired of people talking about me, talking about my lovelife. And these people are not random people, these people are supposed to be my lovely family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do't want to fight with them, I hope someday they will understand. I hope someday they will realize and accept that I am happy with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bitter post.. I was feeling sad this afternoon and then I saw this horoscope:&lt;br /&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;br /&gt;Different people are pushing you for action. It's in your best interests to obey.&lt;br /&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;Many different people are pushing you for action right now, and it might be in your best interests to make them happy. They are not as concerned with the quality of your actions as they are with you just doing something now, so there is no reason to put any pressure on yourself. There is no wrong answer here, so anything you do will be appreciated. This is a no-lose situation for you, so let go of the tension you may be feeling and just go for it!&lt;br /&gt;(friendster horoscope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda felt better when I read it. I just think it fits with my situation right now. Sometimes horoscopes can actually be true/ you can relate to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-3130588208913178509?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3130588208913178509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=3130588208913178509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3130588208913178509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3130588208913178509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/min-your-own-business-please.html' title='mind your own business please'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-5764470349535797475</id><published>2007-10-07T22:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:52:31.781+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspired'/><title type='text'>Proud and Heavy</title><content type='html'>I just finished doing my math hand in for tomorrow and I can proudly say that after having trouble understanding the last few tasks, I finally finished it all by myself and I think that all of them are correct apart from one of the tasks which I know I used the correct formula/way of doing but I couldn't really get the result to be the same as the calculator. My calculator has this thing that draws graphs and it can trace the points, when I do it, it's just few decimals away from what I get as an answer so its up to my teacher to judge my work :P But he actually said that he doesn't really care about the result, the most important is the way we did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, just now, I realized something about myself. I realized that once something gains my interest I never let it go again. When I start working about something that interests me I don't stop until I understand it completely, even though it's difficult and time consuming I devote myself to it. That's a good thing isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realize that we shouldt be ashamed of failure, we should be more ashamed of not trying again. In life we fail 100 times, or even more, before we succeed in one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am a devoted person that not even failure can stop me from doing what I want. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am not ashamed to say that I failed to keep a promise to myself that I will be a healthy person. Yesterday I bought 3 packs of cookies ( the cookies that I love soo much) coz they were on sales at work and I've eaten almost a whole pack, I think it contains 6 peices? OMG that's why I feel so heavy right now! I try to comfort myself by drinking a glass of milk, it's healthy but I still feel heavy! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lesson I've learnt this weekend: Do not buy cookies  eventhough it's on sale, it will just make you feel heavy and unhealthy! instead buy those grapes you love so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this makes me want to give the cookies I bought to my sister and now I am craving for GRAPES!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-5764470349535797475?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5764470349535797475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=5764470349535797475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/5764470349535797475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/5764470349535797475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/proud-and-heavy.html' title='Proud and Heavy'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-2897450098511891682</id><published>2007-10-06T22:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T22:40:07.944+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>Sway with me</title><content type='html'>I feel like dancing right now, wanna jam with me?? :P&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I am in the mood for loud music right now, I feel hyper right now :p&lt;br /&gt;too much work makes me hyper active :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I use alot of :P ?? oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in the Philippines my cousin, her bf, my bf and I went to a disco in makati, guess what?? I was too shy to dance! hehe. My bf kept on dancing infront of me like a macho dancer (haha joke) and I was just looking at him and laughing ! oh embarasing!!! Haha! When I think about it now I feel so stupid! :P Well actually I did dance but not as much as I wanted to. I don't know why I am soooo shy. When I am drunk, which I've only been 2 times in my life, I DANCE. When I'm home and llstening to loud music I DANCE, but when in public and haven't had anything to drink I just LAUGH.. Ok weird girl you might think.. I know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But our night out was fun. I hope we will do it again soon. I wanna go back to the Philippines. Nezt time I really want to dance!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-2897450098511891682?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2897450098511891682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=2897450098511891682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/2897450098511891682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/2897450098511891682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/sway-with-me.html' title='Sway with me'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-3439677029990206636</id><published>2007-10-05T20:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T20:39:29.914+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Oh true love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;May there be thousands of trials to come we'll solve them together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because the love we have for each other can never fade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Being inlove is fantastic you know. Nothing can feel better than making up moments =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss you.. I wish we could talk together now but you are sleeping and I understand :P haaaay I wish I could just talk to you 24/7. I miss you SO MUCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-3439677029990206636?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3439677029990206636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=3439677029990206636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3439677029990206636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3439677029990206636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-true-love.html' title='Oh true love'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-450013425558827541</id><published>2007-10-03T20:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T20:17:58.716+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Happy monthsary to you too...</title><content type='html'>I might not have blogged about this before but I got my very own laptop, finally! Somy laptop turned 1 month old to day, happy monthsary =) hope to spend more exciting years with you :P you know Iwill not be able to live without you =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117175919006942082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2dxROxhvmcA/RwPcYumXg4I/AAAAAAAAABM/V0wOPk1AyPE/s200/DSC01325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                             &lt;em&gt; my precious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do if someone you love forgot an important occasion that both of you should celebrate? What will you do if the person say sorry, will you say its alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't you feel really sad? Shouldn't you cry the whole day and accuse him/her for not remembering a very important day?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it sad that someone you care about can forget such a thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps its more sad that I feel so numb about it.. Like nothing happened, eventhough I keep telling myself about it over and over again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy monthsary to you tooby the way, and thanks for remembering...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-450013425558827541?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/450013425558827541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=450013425558827541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/450013425558827541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/450013425558827541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-monthsary-to-you-too.html' title='Happy monthsary to you too...'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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://bp2.blogger.com/_2dxROxhvmcA/RwPcYumXg4I/AAAAAAAAABM/V0wOPk1AyPE/s72-c/DSC01325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33759980.post-8372871385595581352</id><published>2007-10-01T20:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T20:30:09.568+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspired'/><title type='text'>Inspiring day</title><content type='html'>Evethough the weather here I Denmark has started to be boring, today has been an ispiring day for me.&lt;br /&gt;A former IBB student came over to tell us about what he has been doing after he graduated. He said that he wasn’t a clever student back then, he was even a pain in the ass for some teachers, never they have expected that he would be as succesful as he is now. He is studying in Boston, I think he said he is studying MBA. I’m not quite sure but he is studying that has something to do with business of course. He is only 23 and he said the average age of people there are 28, the reason for this is because when he was taking his bachelor in DK he thought it was really boring so he took the 2nd year and 3rd year of his bachelor degree at the same time, quite impressing eh? And he is saying that he is just an average person, that he is not clever at all. While he was taking up 2nd year &amp;amp; 3rd year of his bachelor degree in Business Administration he was working too, and its not just an ordinary job, he was traiing people ( I cant really remember for what, but something with business, He talked for more than one hour so some of the details has mized up in my mind but I can still remember the basic) He has been in many different countries, worked for many different firms at the age of 23. actually he just turned 23 last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was listening to his speech all I could think was, my God I want to be just like him! He has had a lot and I say A LOT of experience, working in a top class restaurant, working for cable company and that was when he was only young, now he is older he has experienced a lot more. He has been to Hongkong and worked there, I cant remember where else he has been but a lot of different countries working as marketing consultant. He said that he wasn’t studious when he was young but he is fortunate anyways because he had a lot of experience. I think it is also because he is a talkative person, he is good into reaching people and he has come in contact with some people that has experience a lot, he said that you don’t only get knowledge from school but also from the people you interact with, and its actually true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant talk a lot about what this guy told us but that will be too much, the point is I’ve been thinking about doing something that can make my CV look good and after listening to this guy I kinda got more eager !! I seriously don’t want to waste time doing nothing I want to experience what the world has got to offer! I want to go out there and show that even though I might not be the most clever student in the world I can still do somethig big because I am willing to learn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one important thing you have to be is ‘willing’ if you want to become something big. I am so willing that I don’t feel too much sick even though I have cold and fever. After hearing his ‘lecture’ I kinda felt a little better :P I know that there is a big world out there waiting for me, waiting for all of us who are willing enough to take advantage of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to become something big!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-8372871385595581352?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8372871385595581352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=8372871385595581352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/8372871385595581352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/8372871385595581352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/inspiring-day.html' title='Inspiring day'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-7889609362608762054</id><published>2007-09-24T22:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T22:28:44.093+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>sick and tired.</title><content type='html'>Arg! GO AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never want you near me!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand?! NEVER GO GO GO and never come back ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ruining my days! Just go away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go away fever!! I don't need you in my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsssk. I hate getting sick .. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-7889609362608762054?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7889609362608762054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=7889609362608762054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7889609362608762054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7889609362608762054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/09/sick-and-tired.html' title='sick and tired.'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-8836571871530034983</id><published>2007-09-23T20:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:48:59.128+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense'/><title type='text'>blogging about blogging</title><content type='html'>Why do I blog?&lt;br /&gt;Well I started blogging 2 years ago, I dropped my first blog because of the reason that I can't remember. Then I started this one. I think it's been 1 year since I have made this account in blogspot, as far as I remember it was september 2006..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I like writing nonsense.. When I am bored I write, when I am sad I write, when I'm happy i dont :P well actually I did.. when I got a bf I started writing a diary hehe and there I wrote all the happy moments.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Before I just used to write on a piece of paper, I dont know were they are right now. Good thing about a blog like this is that it's saved on my pc too so whenever I feel senti I can just turn on my pc and start reading my nonsense writings. ( just like this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where am I heading?&lt;br /&gt;well lately i haven't have much to write about. My life isn't exciting.. It never has been :P&lt;br /&gt;I go to school monday to friday, go to work 2-3 times a day(in the after noon) when I'm not at work in the after noon I do homework or browse around the net. I feel like my days are all the same. I go to party too sometimes but mostly I feel like not going to parties and just stay home and relax. (see how lazy I am..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to blog but I don't know what to blog about. it will seem borinng to write about my day I will be just repeating everyday.. But that would be easy coz I can just copy paste some of the days.. hehe. ooh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope soon I have more thing to blog about. God will let me experience more stuff in this world.. things that are worth blogging about :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-8836571871530034983?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8836571871530034983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=8836571871530034983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/8836571871530034983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/8836571871530034983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/09/blogging-about-blogging.html' title='blogging about blogging'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-4258563703133663032</id><published>2007-09-16T19:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T19:43:46.621+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>Lazy azz</title><content type='html'>I've been lazy this past couple of days, as if that is something new?!&lt;br /&gt;well I am actually quite tired of being lazy, I just cant help it. When I suddenly decide to do something I get head ache. How weird is that? My body is trying to come up with excuses to be lazy.. gaah Is there any medicine for this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently addicted to HEROES. I tell u I love this series..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have anything to blog about right now so yeah I'll end here&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-4258563703133663032?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4258563703133663032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=4258563703133663032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/4258563703133663032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/4258563703133663032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/09/lazy-azz.html' title='Lazy azz'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-3519191699099889419</id><published>2007-09-09T21:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:46:48.062+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Don't be sad</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling really really sad lately. In some weird way I felt like I was all alone in the world like no one cares for me but I am  completely wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've been crying alot,ever since I woke up. I dunno I just lost control all I could think about was negative stuff. Then later in the evening (a while ago) I was chatting w/ him, I told him the reason why I was sad, he said everything to make me feel better but I guess I was numb.. The internet connection wasn't cooperating aswell so we didn't have time to chat for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after some minutes I called him. I was just crying. I didn't even say hello to him. I was just crying.. and he was talking and talking, trying to make me feel better. It was nice really. really really nice. even though I'm still sad I am so glad I have someone like him. Someone who is always there for me. Oh I want to scream and tell the world that I really really LOVE him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy that our relationship is finally really serious. Nothing can break us apart!&lt;br /&gt;He is my partner! He is my bestfriend! I thank him so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for this post. I just needed to write this down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you my Angel. Come-what-may!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-3519191699099889419?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3519191699099889419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=3519191699099889419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3519191699099889419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3519191699099889419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-be-sad.html' title='Don&apos;t be sad'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-6687337199802295747</id><published>2007-08-13T22:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T22:17:08.537+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bla bla'/><title type='text'>long time no post!</title><content type='html'>So yeah a lot of things have happened since my last post! I came back from my wonderful vacation in Philippines 2 weeks ago, were I spent time with my close relatives and of course finally saw my love after exactly 2 years of not seeing each other. Oh it was great, seeing him again was wonderful I can’t explain the feeling! But I can say now that I am more secure about our relationship, I don’t know but its like seeing him again gave me the feeling that our relationship was for real! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can definitely say that I am happy with that trip! I miss him but I can wait until the next time we’ll be together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a new job, cashier lady now, wow erh?! Hehe! Well its much better than my previous job, though I still get back pain coz the only thing you do is sit down and scan the goods. Beep.. –next- beep..-next- beep .. and so on..  But I don’t complain, no no.. I like this job better! Yeah!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is the first day of the new school year. Yeah now I’m 2nd year student. I look forward to this school year! Dunno why..  perhaps because there’s two years left before I graduate! Wohoo.&lt;br /&gt;I’m much happier this school year coz few days ago I got a letter from school with the result of our finals before the summer break, and oh I was so glad with the results! I’m on right track now and I want to keep it this way, so yeah I can sense that this school year will be tough but fun and exciting! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt; Oh I just finished reading Harry Potter 7 today. Great book indeed! It sadden me that I can’t look forward to a number 8. L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-6687337199802295747?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6687337199802295747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=6687337199802295747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/6687337199802295747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/6687337199802295747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/long-time-no-post.html' title='long time no post!'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-1335711491919412208</id><published>2007-06-27T22:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T23:36:48.590+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Isn't it ironic, don't you think?</title><content type='html'>So today was the major exam in Social Studies, I ended that subject this year, since I only have it in C level its only for one year. So the grade I would get to the exam will be included in my certificate of grades when I graduate in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I studied for like 4 or five days! I was able to leave the internet alone for that period, well I admit I have been online alittle, but that was because I needed to do some extra research. I was studying so hard that it changed my view on politics, before I thought it was a really tough topic but now I like it because there is alot of things to discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the topics we can draw in the exam are: Economics, Politics, EU(international alliances) and Sociology.&lt;br /&gt;Under those topics there are subtopics like:&lt;br /&gt;Economics: Circular-flow, Inflation, equilibirum, disequilibirum, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Policits: Different views of politics, party polictics, ideologies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;EU: Single market, its foundation, the members, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Sociology: relationships, socialization, social system, macro-,messo-,microsocial levels, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as I said above I found politics really difficult to understand before, perhaps because I didn't really sat down and concentrated before. So yeah it took me 2 days to study polictics and the other topics half a day each. The last thing I studied was Sociology, and I didn't expect it would be difficult to understand it, it might be because I didn't had much notes about it so I couldn't really remember what the concept really meant or if I understood them correctly. So yeah I was totally frustrated, when am I not frustrated?! :p I really prayed to God not to get Sociology, ESPECIALLY macro-, messo-, and microsocial levels. I tried to read it over and over again in the morning before I went to school just to make it clear to me, but it didn't help, neither did it help  reading it when I was at school waiting for my time to draw a topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went inside to draw a topic I told myself pick the first one your eyes will see. I wen to the table, there where small folded papers that I needed to choose from. The first one I saw was the one in the middle, I wanted to take the one beside it but I hesitated because I earlier told my self to take the first one that will catch my eyes and I wouldn't ruin anything, So there I was picking the folded paper in the middle, I opened it up and saw that the number was 15. I told my teacher what number it was and she said: "Sociology!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't I just lucky or what?! The last thing I ever wanted to get, the only thing I wasn't so sure about. I was so shocked when I heared her say that and especially when she added: "The macro-,messo-, and microsocial level."&lt;br /&gt;I was totally speechless that time I think my teacher could see that too, she was looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 50 minutes to read the case that she gave me and answer the questions. While I was sitting there and preparing for my death sentence I was thinking how it could go wrong, how I can be so unlucky. Of all the topics that was available, of all the topics I was feeling more sure about why did I get about sociology that I really couldn't understand? Well actually I could understant it when I was reading my papers at home but I just couldnt make the concepts to fit together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while I was sitting there I tried to read the 2 pages case paper she gave me in hope that it would help me, it kinda did but I must admit the english was really hard to understand.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the questions, it wasn't really about the case but more of the concepts in Sociology, so I tried my best answering them and saw its relations to the text so I tried to compare them or draw up some of the main problems in the case and try to explain them in relation to the different concept in sociology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was inside to present what I have got to my teacher and examinator I was kind of nervous in the beginning. I was surprised that I did get alot out of the text and could relate it to the things I've read at home but I was still nervous because I didn't knew if the thing I have got to say were enough. I just started talking, my teacher didn't do anything that nooding or saying: "yah.. yah.." and the examinator was writing all the time, taking notes of what I was saying.&lt;br /&gt;Then came the time that my teacher started to ask about questions that wasn't really on the paper she gave me. Questions were related to the things we were talking about so I tried my best to answer them.&lt;br /&gt;The last thing we talked about was globalization if it is good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;I gave my opinion and that was it, they asked me to leave the room because they needed to talk about my grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After just less than one minute my teacher called me again.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing she said was: "Congratulation Jasmin, you got a 12!"&lt;br /&gt;I really couldn't believe it! I was like: "are you sure?! Me got a 12?" well I didn't say that to them, of course, it was just something in my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she said: "you were a bit shy but other than that you did great, you understand the concepts and you could answer the questions really well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I told them that I couldn't believe it because I wasn't so sure about that topic and that it was the only topic that I didn't want to draw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe that?! Luck in a bad luck!&lt;br /&gt;Man I believe in miracles now! well ok I think that I really worked hard this past couple of days to get a really good grade, but I didn't expect to get a 12, especially not with that topic. I don't know what happened but I guess God knew that I could do it well with that topic evenif I didn't believe it myself. wew! I really thank him! I must admit, when I was sitting and preparing for that thing I really got disappointed by God, I couldn't undestand why he could do it to me because he knew so well that I really didn't want that, I prayed so much not to get it but he still gave it to me, but I guess God really knows what he is doing.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can see it, God really has plans for all of us, it may look hard to understand in the beginning but wait till you see the outcome of it, it will be more than what you have expected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God believed in me when I couldn't, I really thank him for that!&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, this really event really made me more believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah.. finally its all over! Now its summer vacation for me even though its raining outside its still wonderfull to feel that I don't need to study for uhm.. I dont know how many weeks but loads of weeks!! there is only 3 sleep left then I'll be one the plane flying to Philippines!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-1335711491919412208?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1335711491919412208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=1335711491919412208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/1335711491919412208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/1335711491919412208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/isnt-it-ironic-dont-you-think.html' title='Isn&apos;t it ironic, don&apos;t you think?'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-1482534635942083060</id><published>2007-06-19T13:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T15:00:12.297+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just had my 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday last week..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing but bad things have happened/ are happening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So much for a new year in my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weird enough, I seem to take things pretty well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess this is what is special about turning 18.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Realizing that now its time to act like a grown up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and learn that life goes on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life doesn't stop because you're hurt or having any problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life doesn't wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you are too slow you might end up running after it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am tired of running after life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that is why I'll try to be as positive as I can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever I fall, I'll stand up and smile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;try to look at the spot where I fell from and smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll smile because I know that somehow everything will be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll walk away but when I fall again next time, I'll know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll know because I observe and learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want to say thanks to all the people who has been a part of my life for the past 18 year. Especially &lt;strong&gt;My mom&lt;/strong&gt;, whom gave birth to me, she always love me no matter what, she supports my decisions and teaches me right and wrong. Though I don't always agree with her, I still love her, I know shes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jsut&lt;/span&gt; doing what she thinks is best for me. I want to thank &lt;strong&gt;my grandma&lt;/strong&gt; too, for taking care of me, we are really close and I thank her cause she was the one who taught me how to pray and how to treat other people. I love her so much! and of course &lt;strong&gt;Tristan,&lt;/strong&gt; I love him even though I can't understand it sometimes. He's the guy I look up too and I am proud of. He is my best friend even though we sometimes have our ups and downs, even though we sometimes say bad things to each other I am so thankful that God made him a part of my life. I learnt so much from him, there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of things he made me realize. He has taught me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of things and he is not even aware of it. I really changed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; because of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are loads of people I want to thank, I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have enough time to write it here. But I hope you all know who you are! The ones I tell my happy moments /my problems to, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BASTA&lt;/span&gt;, I thank all that has been a part of my life so far.. THANK YOU =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dedicate this song to you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-EVFxGeaHag" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. My friends and I went to the beach the day before my bday to celebrate my 18th bday =)&lt;br /&gt;here's some pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2dxROxhvmcA/RnfTKuifOoI/AAAAAAAAABE/KY75eAWw5B8/s1600-h/18th+bday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077759286128360066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2dxROxhvmcA/RnfTKuifOoI/AAAAAAAAABE/KY75eAWw5B8/s320/18th+bday.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-1482534635942083060?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1482534635942083060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=1482534635942083060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/1482534635942083060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/1482534635942083060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/thank-you.html' title='Thank you.'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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://bp2.blogger.com/_2dxROxhvmcA/RnfTKuifOoI/AAAAAAAAABE/KY75eAWw5B8/s72-c/18th+bday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33759980.post-3411248592793005275</id><published>2007-06-09T21:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:38:26.020+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>Excited!</title><content type='html'>Yeah I am excited about tomorrow. I invited some of my friends to the beach to celebrate my 18th birthday. I also feel nervous, weird ayt? but I am just not used to have all the attention. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends from school will come and some of my former friends from grade school =) they have never met each other before so I hope they'll get along together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I am kinda sad coz my best friends is not coming.. she's going to sweden.. huhuhu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. tomorrow, I hope everything will be good! Oh hope the weather will be as good as it is today! really warm !=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized, there's only 3 weeks left and I'll be in the philippines! aint that fast? :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-3411248592793005275?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3411248592793005275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=3411248592793005275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3411248592793005275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/3411248592793005275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/excited.html' title='Excited!'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-6294573337781647962</id><published>2007-06-08T22:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T22:48:27.733+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>1st year is over</title><content type='html'>The 1st year of IBB is finally over! Yuhey! Well ofcourse I still have to go to tests and finals exam but other than that I survived the first year of IBB and there is only 2 years left! wohoo! I'm kinda happy,, yeah I am.. Imagine in 2 years I'll graduate! I'm looking forward to that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This school year has been great! There is alot of things that I've learn this school year, not only the things we learn in classes, but something beyond that. Something we also learn when we go to school but we are just not aware about it because it's not apart of the lectures. Something in our subconscious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I met loads of cool people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met new friends, some I became really good friends with and some whom I tend to get annoyed with! I am more social now than I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;I got new teachers (of course) They are all good in their different ways. Some are strict, some are too nice, some think he/she is funny and some can still not remember our names even though he has been our teacher since January!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gaining more knowledge!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll I didn't only get smart inttelectually, but also about myself. I learnt how to deal with my shyness. Oh well I am still shy but I can say that I have more confidence now than before. I recite more in classes, I am able to show more of what I can in classes and also ask if there is something I don't understand, withouth being shy.&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to presentations I do well because now I only have to concentrate about what I am going to present about and not about me not being able to do it well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prioritizing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since this school year started I've told myself that I will do my very best but I haven't. It was just lately that I realized how lazy of a person I am! Now I am more aware of it so I promise myself that I will try to control this laziness of mine so I can study better! I know I can do alot more studying than I've done this year so I will do it next year. and that is a PROMISE! =)&lt;br /&gt;No more time for laziness!! I can rest after studying. Thats my 1st priority from now on! Or well after the vacation =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I don't know what else. I think I did well this school year, but I know I can do better I just need to work harder! I'm quite satisfied with my grades(We got the grading card today), I am happy that they are good so next year I will make them even better! I really want it for myself. Thats my goal! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah now classes are over, tests and one exam left:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Tests:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Danish written: June 15. 12am-2pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Math written: June 19. 9am-11am&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;English oral: June 20 No time yet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Social Studies oral: June 27 12.10pm-1.25pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good thing they are not right after each other... well math and english are, but I just have to review english before the math test.. And everyday I will review social studies coz it is the most important. The grade that I get in Social Studies will stick with me for over! It will be on my diploma so good luck to me!! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will start reviewing Tuesday: June 12.. =) Coz I am busy saturday-sunday. and monday is my birthday!! or maybe I can study monday if I'm not going to do anything..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aufwidersehen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll be back! &lt;em&gt;(with Arnold Swarzenegger accent :p)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-6294573337781647962?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6294573337781647962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=6294573337781647962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/6294573337781647962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/6294573337781647962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/1st-year-is-over.html' title='1st year is over'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-1317179371185425049</id><published>2007-05-29T23:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T23:56:27.317+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Being Proud</title><content type='html'>Earlier this evening while chatting with Tristan I was browsing around teentalk, school spirit to be specific. Then I bumped into this thread where they talk about Deans Listers. Some of them said that they only slept 3 hours or less just to be DL, men I dont think I could cope with that! I really cant concentrate without sleeping atleast 7 hours a day! But I kinda envy them because with all their energy, with all their effort they have something they can be proud about and they can show it with their grades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Tristan if he was like that when he was in college coz he was a Deans Lister too. He said he was, he didn't sleep that much he needed to study in the evening because he had work after school so he only has time when he gets home and that is ofcourse late in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;I told him that I wouldnt be able to do that, sleeping less than 7 hours, he laughed at me. He said: "Oh you love sleeping thats why you are getting fat"&lt;br /&gt;Well I also told him that I do study, but I dont study as much as I have time to because of my laziness. Sometimes laziness attacks and I cant control it! :p&lt;br /&gt;He just said: "Wag ka tatamadtamad!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always sermons when he hears that I dont want to study yet beacuse I am lazy. It is actually good that he is there to remind me that I have dreams to fulfill. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just tonight I used 4 hours nonstop just to do my homeworks! I am really proud of myself now hehe. It has been (days? weeks?? I dont know) since I last concentrated on my studies. Bravo for me :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I actually do well at school naman eh, what if I put more effort pa kaya? Maybe I can be scholar? woa in my dreams! :p I just dont think I have energy to it. You see I would rather get 7 hours of sleep than doing some extra research. I want to have a longer life. I get eaesily sick so I need to take care of my health and actually I cant concentrate when I havent had enough sleep. I am just proud of those who can be fresh and energetic and clever even though they only sleep 3 hours pr night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me I will just try to control not to be too lazy so I can spend more time on my homeworks and spend less time watching TV (Btw I dropped watching Greys anatomy yesterday and gilmore girls today, isnt that a big step? :p)&lt;br /&gt;I need to organize my time, I need to put studies on the top of my priority. Well I dont really have to coz it is already. All I have to do is just prevent my laziness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-1317179371185425049?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1317179371185425049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=1317179371185425049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/1317179371185425049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/1317179371185425049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/being-proud.html' title='Being Proud'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-2684008652793703832</id><published>2007-05-25T21:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:52:43.725+02:00</updated><title type='text'>wanting more</title><content type='html'>why is that we people tend to always want more. Why can't we ever get contented? Or maybe its just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling it right now, the feeling of incompleteness, I wanted something I got it and now I'm wanting more. I am not a picky person, if you give me something I would be happy and satisfied but there is something that dont seem to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just selfish. I dont know but when it comes to the person I love so much I tend to get really high expectation. I know it is wrong but I cant help it. I'm trying to control it but its hard, I try not to show it to him but inside me I have this really weird feeling. ARG enough with this nonsense! I want to have a free mind.. I just want to have a vacation now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have anything to say now. I think I just need to rest my mind..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-2684008652793703832?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2684008652793703832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=2684008652793703832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/2684008652793703832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/2684008652793703832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/wanting-more.html' title='wanting more'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-4785029050441543484</id><published>2007-05-22T21:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T22:23:05.804+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dailytale'/><title type='text'>Finally internet is back! -sweet!</title><content type='html'>So yeah as you might know already if you read my blog our internet have been down, I thought it would only take 10 days, but it took almost two months! Can you believe that? We called another internet provider last week, because the old one never fixed our internet, I dont know what the h*ll is wrong with them, I called them everyday since march 30 and they never did anything, they tried to send us new modem for the internet (they actually sent 4 of them) but I dont know why they couldnt understand that maybe they should come to our house and fix it coz obviously it wasnt the modem that has a problem, but they didnt care!! So yeah we ordered new internet line last week and look how quick they are now we have internet! And I am definitely happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have got no idea how much I missed my net!! And to be honest with you I didnt really miss it because of the chat, I missed it so much because I always had to go to the library or stay after school just so I can use the net for my homework. Internet is really a must nowadays! And if I have to choose between net and tv, I would probably choose net!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about that! Well I really missed my blog too ofcourse!!&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things happened since march 30 you know!! I dont even remember what happened but I've been doing loads of things, espacially at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got my hair cut twice during those two months,, it grows fast.. The first time I got my hair cut it was pretty but last week I let my mom cut it and now I alsways have it bundled up, it's borring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got our class card last month, and oh man I can tell you I didnt really like my grades, they were middle but man I fell some few grades in math, when my mom saw it she was like: "What have you done in math? What have you been doing.. blablabla.." I always do well in math, if there is any subject I would get the highest grade at, that would be math, it is not because I am clever when it comes to numbers, I just study hard when its math because I like the subject. So eventhough math is difficult I somehow manage. But now our new math teacher is hard to please, everyone was scared of him,, well not really scared but sort of scared so the only thing we did was listen to his lecture and not really partisipate that much, so the average grade in math in our class is not really high now, but we will get new grading card 2 weeks from now I think, and I really hope that this time it will be better. I really did my best this time and when we had test last week in math I got A.. so I am happy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister had birthday may 20th, her friends were over to play, oh my god there were 13 children in our house they were really noisy, but my sister was happy so good for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is coming near. June 11 but I havent really planned anything yet. Maybe if the weather is good that day I will take my friends to the beach near my place, but I still have to see. Our exams begin after june 8 so I might be busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really look forward to have vacation, 1 month and few days left then I will be in the philippines! Yehey! hehe. I am really excited. I hope everything will be good. I really want to enjoy this vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go back to my homework now. I am writing an essay in danish for thursday. I have to work wednesday evening so I need to finish this tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-4785029050441543484?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4785029050441543484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=4785029050441543484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/4785029050441543484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/4785029050441543484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally-internet-is-back-sweet.html' title='Finally internet is back! -sweet!'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-6927011225671388388</id><published>2007-04-23T11:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T11:31:17.479+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a news</title><content type='html'>I STILL DONT HAVE NET!!!&lt;br /&gt;Grrr.. I called them saturday and guess what? I couldnt control my self so I shouted at the operator! hehe!! I know it wasnt his fault but hey. i've waited for 3 weeks now and everytime I call them they still say the same thing, they will send it.. (the box) hmppp!! well I really home to get internet soon! I REALLY NEED IT!&lt;br /&gt;not only to communicate with my friends.. but also to do my homeworks !!especially homework!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my oh my.. Please give me internet soon God ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla.. bla....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-6927011225671388388?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6927011225671388388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=6927011225671388388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/6927011225671388388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/6927011225671388388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-have-news.html' title='I have a news'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-4179134677695293021</id><published>2007-04-18T09:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T09:05:36.086+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna die!</title><content type='html'>We still dont have internet at home.. gaah... I've been calling our internet provider each day oh I am so mad at them,, they are not efficient!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways.. I hope will get the internet at least next week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm at school we have test in International economics.. and what am I doing instead?? This!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I have to do the test now... I miss you all =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY NET!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-4179134677695293021?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4179134677695293021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=4179134677695293021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/4179134677695293021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/4179134677695293021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-gonna-die.html' title='I&apos;m gonna die!'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-1738942266519728378</id><published>2007-04-02T15:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T15:13:39.767+02:00</updated><title type='text'>end of the world!</title><content type='html'>Maybe I am wxxagerating but thats how it feels like when you dont have internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our internet havent been working since friday. Now I am at the library because I really need to use the internet for my IE homework. We have easter break now but still I am doing my homework.. And I will doing homeworks for this whole week I think coz our teachers gave us bunch of them.. I think they dont know the meaning of &lt;em&gt;break.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have 20 minutes left then I have to go again. blah.. I miss my internet at home!! I called the customer service today and they said they will repare it with in 10 days.. WOA 10 days?! I cant even wait until tonight.. hmp! well I guess I have no choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice easter everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back after 10 loooong days... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-1738942266519728378?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1738942266519728378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=1738942266519728378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/1738942266519728378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/1738942266519728378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/end-of-world.html' title='end of the world!'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-7076457545970793223</id><published>2007-03-29T21:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T21:33:24.432+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Did anyone miss me ? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the trip to Dublin was alright. The best thing about that trip was shopping!! :p and the worst was the weather! Oh yeah, I didnt expect that it would be cold! And I'm telling you, the weather there was crazy! One minute the sun is shining then the next thing you know it will be raining! So I got sick! I still have cough but I'm fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dublin kinda reminds me of Philippines! I just do! But of course not that similar as Philippines that I wanna live there! So I really am looking forward to go to Philippines this summer! Yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I dont really have pictures? Well my camera wasnt charged when i brought it with me, and I couldnt charge it in Dublin because the stick isnt the same. grrr, I'm not that smart huh? But well I asked my friend to take loads of pictures! So yeah I will get the pictures from her! I just dont know when :(&lt;br /&gt;But I'll post em here when I get them! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else can I say? hmm The trip was nice enough! I just wish I wasnt sick! Well it was nice enough though! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.. I cant think of anything to write.. So bye for now.. Arh.. whats wrong with me? ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-7076457545970793223?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7076457545970793223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=7076457545970793223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7076457545970793223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7076457545970793223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-8937997383569160516</id><published>2007-03-18T20:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:52:07.151+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow is the day!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow we'll be traveling to Dublin but... but I dont feel like leaving!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss people, I'm gonna miss my bed, I'm gonna miss Denmark.. I will only be away for one week but I feel like I'll be gone forever! I really am going to miss people. People that I talk to every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with Tristan earlier and he kept on telling me that I should behave myself, I should take care alot and that I should be aware of people.. (he is acting like a father protecting his child.. hehe) Well it made me miss him more. I will miss our daily chat. Our daily kulitans, aaaah stop now Jasmin, you will only be gone for 1 week! Or actually only 6 days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also when my friend DJ said good bye to me yesterday I really felt sad :P hehe! I'm such a drama queen! I really hope that this travel will be awsome! And that the family I am going to live with is nice! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wew.. Tomorrow it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dublin, here I come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-8937997383569160516?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8937997383569160516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=8937997383569160516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/8937997383569160516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/8937997383569160516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/tomorrow-is-day.html' title='Tomorrow is the day!'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-5625312889774029444</id><published>2007-03-15T20:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:39:51.097+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Virus attack</title><content type='html'>Everybody is getting sick. When you go outside you’ll see sick people everywhere..cough or colds are very modern now in Denmark. It is so in that even I am getting it. I’ve been drinking tea since I got home today to prevent myself from being like other people in this country. I don’t want to follow what is in. I cant afford being in…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a very bad news for myself. Well the above mentioned is a bad news itself but there is another one. We are supposed to travel to Dublin this Saturday afternoon but it got postponed. The reason to this is because the Irish students we are going to live with doesn’t want to have guests that weekend because it is St. Patrick’s Day. I don’t know what they do that specific day but I think it is a very important day for them so instead of traveling Saturday afternoon we are now traveling Monday morning. I was looking forward to travel this saturday, but well now I have to wait until Monday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like March is not a good month for me eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah.. not quite true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I’ve been bothering myself lately or for the past few months.. Or CORRECTION for the past 1 year and 8 months is now almost solved. I am happy that things are looking more brighter now. It fits the weather very well.. the weather is starting to be better now, its getting warmer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I kinda feel happy. Well not only kinda, I am happy. Its much easier now it is like this thing solved everything. Even though school is getting busy and there’s a lot of home works and I’ve been taking a couple of extra shifts at word I don’t really feel stressed, coz I no longer have to wory about something that I’ve been worrying about for a long time.. It feels good…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m loving it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-5625312889774029444?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5625312889774029444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=5625312889774029444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/5625312889774029444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/5625312889774029444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/virus-attack-everybody-is-getting-sick.html' title='Virus attack'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-5554441623797873194</id><published>2007-03-06T21:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T21:43:24.338+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense'/><title type='text'>BLAH!</title><content type='html'>I really want to write but I cant think of anything to write about! Seriously! Grr!! So let me just bore you with my nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel weird. Not happy, not really sad? Well I can say I'm more than sad then happy.. Or what?? ahh.. basta! I'm numb?! How I wish! There's too much drama in the world right now. correction &lt;strong&gt;my world&lt;/strong&gt;. I feel so disturbed with all these problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant even take school seriously. Well I still do my job but when I'm at school I cant concentrate. It started last week, I remember when we had german last week and I was in the front raw so my teacher always asked me, actually I dont know if it was because of that or maybe because I used to say loads of things when we have german, but anyways everytime she asked me something the only things I can reply her with are either: "I dont know" or "I forgot" tssk tssk..&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get my concentration back before it disappears completely. I really need it especially in german, coz in that subject it is really hard to concentrate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I had a perfect life. A life where I am just happy and smiling the whole time. A life with nothing to worry about.. But I guess thats imposible? and also.. that would be boring wouldnt it??(yah yah u(Jasmin) are just saying that to make yourself feel better)&lt;br /&gt;aaah! I dont know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just sleep.&lt;br /&gt;At least in sleep you can make your problems to disappear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-5554441623797873194?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5554441623797873194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=5554441623797873194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/5554441623797873194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/5554441623797873194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/blah.html' title='BLAH!'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-7795862149540448838</id><published>2007-03-03T19:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T20:06:37.663+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense'/><title type='text'>New month, new layout!</title><content type='html'>Hi people!&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I changed my layout and it is not because I dont like the old one anylonger, the reason is because the picture of the old one suddenly disappeared! Well I no longer care I like this one now.. dont you? :p&lt;br /&gt;once again Thanks to pre-made layouts!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did the new month welcome me?? I dont know, nothing special happened, I always look forward to the beginning of every month because of something(I dont wanna tell you,, eheh:p) but well it's always special.. bla bla I&lt;br /&gt;m not making any sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month will be an exciting month, for me - and also my classmates. Our first trip will take place the 17th of March! I'm going to Dublin, I cant wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just end here.. I cant write anything interesting, nothing interesting is happening yet.. (as if I ever did write anything interesting =P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, let me not waste your time...&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day/night!! =)&lt;br /&gt;Take care !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-7795862149540448838?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7795862149540448838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=7795862149540448838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7795862149540448838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/7795862149540448838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-month-new-layout.html' title='New month, new layout!'/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-942552580254656808</id><published>2007-02-25T20:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T20:41:24.663+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;If I had one wish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish might sound simple in anybody's ears but everybody knows that its not so simple to make it reality. I wish people could be nice to each other. PEACE on earth! Why cant people just be nice to each other? I mean if there is something they dont like, say it then shut up!! It wont help fighting!! What's with people having so much prejudice to others?! Why dont you just mind your own business? If you think about it, your problem will be reduced if you just stop minding other people's business! (You'll also get less wrinkles think about it!!) Let them be! Maybe you want to help others MAYBE, but have you ever thought that maybe, just MAYBE, you are the one causing them problems or making their problems bigger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant some people just be happy for others who are happy? Why should they ruin this happiness just so they get their own happiness? They say their intention is to help well THANKS for the help but HEY I'm the one who decides what to do in the end. I apreciate the advice or whatever it is, maybe more like an order but as I said I'm the one who will make the decision in the end because this is my life, if I want to do things on my way there is only one reason for that: I'm the one who is going to live with that decision. You can say I don't listen and I think I know everything but I dont? Well you are right I dont know everything but I know that you learn best by your own mistake so if you think I'm making a huge mistake then say what you want to say and let me be. You already said what you wanted to say, too many times actually so now let me be. LET ME LEARN ON MY OWN WAY. And if ever it turns out that you are right all along then go ahead be so mean and say: "I told you so" it is better than not letting me try on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-942552580254656808?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/942552580254656808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=942552580254656808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/942552580254656808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/942552580254656808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/if-i-had-one-wish-my-wish-might-sound.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-4561546024030345050</id><published>2007-02-14T21:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T23:20:58.809+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Have you met the perfect couple? The two soul mates whose love never dies? The two lovers whose relationship is never threatened. The husband and wife who trust each other completely. If you haven't met the perfect couple, let me introduce you. They stand atop a layer of butter cream frosting. The secret of their success? Well, for starters, they don't have to look at each other." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Mary Alice, desperate housewives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What if there's not perfect couple? No perfect guy meant for you? Scary isn't it? or perhaps scary only for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I was younger I always thought about my perfect dream wedding, of course everything had to be perfect, just like what I saw in the movies. I never really thought about the groom. It's like it's a package deal, I get the perfect wedding and the guy? He is like a barbie doll I cary around and I'll put him infront of the altar when the ceremony begins. But I'm much clever now &lt;em&gt;I guess. &lt;/em&gt;When people ask me about my dream wedding I say: Just simple, the most important thing is finding the right groom first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is first now I realize that the groom comes before the "wedding planning part" of course who is silly enough to think that you'll have a great wedding you'll always remember when you dont even know who will be standing beside you? ME, or atleast the younger me. As I said I am wiser now. And when you get wiser you come up with more problems, ironic isn't it the time you find the cure a new problem pop-up the same time. The new problem is, how do you know if you already found the right one to get married with? Is it just like falling inlove, you know when it is there because you can feel it without knowing or being able to explain how it is? Well if it is then what if the guy doesnt think you are the right one for him? That is why I am asking what if there is no guy meant for me? What if there is no guy meant for everyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flashbacks again, &lt;/em&gt;when I was younger I used to believe in soulmates. the thing called destiny. Now I don't know if I still believe in it, not after hearing about alot of people getting divorced. Whats up with that? It's like marriage no longer has a value. Who the hell invented annulment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know that a marriage is a huge step, it bears huge responsibility, but with that annulment thingy, it's like now its much easier to get married. "Oh honey lets get married, there's always an annulment if we find out it's not how we expected it" Bull!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know for sure I DON'T want to get an annulment when I get married. Tell me is there any paper you can sign that says it is not allowed to get an annulment after getting married? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know there is no such thing as &lt;em&gt;perfect, &lt;/em&gt;so there is no such thing as perfect couple. But hey people, you are the ones who decided to get married of course you wouldn't know how it will be, nobody knows! Nobody knows about tomorrow, unluess you have a cristal ball at home and can read what is happening but lets face reality now, that is your decision so stick to it! If the marriage is having a problem then make it work! If you were not sure about each other then you shouldnt get married in the first place. Dont say you fell out of love because the only reason why you fell out of love is you two (who ever you are) are not effective enough to make your relationship work, to make your love for each other stronger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wont say that I'm an expert about love, don't listen to me if what Im saying sounds bull for you, I am just saying what I feel. I know one thing, that if ever I get married (I wish to God it will happen someday) I will do my best to make the marriage work. I will work hard from day one and until yeah as they say infront of the priest &lt;strong&gt;till death do us part. &lt;/strong&gt;That line: till death do us part is such an important line, imagine saying that infront of lods of people and specially God! Promising infront of Him, thats a huge thing to do! I really don't want to break that promise &lt;em&gt;if ever I get married, &lt;/em&gt;especially because of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So now I know there is no perfect couple but if you are willing to do your best you can make a marriage work. Of course not only &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;both &lt;/strong&gt;of you. It takes two to tango! Now the only problem is, what if there's no Mr. right for me? I guess I'll find out someday, but how do I find out?? Ahhh! too many questions in my head!! I just hope.. He is the one =) Lets see, who has a cristal ball out there????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BTW, don't think I'm acting like this because it is valentines day, no no no!! I saw Deperate Housewives and the thing that Mary Alice said in the end of the episode got my attention, thats when questions starts to pop-up my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The only non-question that pop-uped my mind after watching that episode is that: &lt;strong&gt;When I get married the groom and the bride on the top of the cake should face each other and hold each others hands&lt;/strong&gt; .......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-4561546024030345050?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4561546024030345050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=4561546024030345050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/4561546024030345050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/4561546024030345050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/have-you-met-perfect-couple-two-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-1589546289463579636</id><published>2007-02-08T21:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T18:57:26.340+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I made it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a good news for my self :P&lt;br /&gt;Well you remember the thing I wrote here about semester repost and exam?? Well I did so well!! I got 10! When I got my grade I couldnt believe it :P but I am happy ang thankfull indeed! Now all the hard work is over finally I can rest because its winter break!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this break I have one thing I really need do! I need to think! For my future at school. I know I've always told people that I want good grades and stuff like that, I also said that I'm going to concentrate alot more in school than I used to, but I haven't really done that much of a progress. Well not as far as I know? Ok I've been more active thank usual, but for me it is not enough. I need to not only be more active but active EVERYTIME! In every classes eventhough the subject is boring. And my papers? I really need to do more about them before I'll pass it!&lt;br /&gt;I really want to get top grades, my grades now are fine, but I dont want fine but excellent!  I might sound like ( you name it) but I just really want to.&lt;br /&gt;Ok before I would maybe say I really want to, but now I am eager. More eager than ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when I was on my way home I realized those stuff, but I also realized that I shouldn't only prioritize, I should prioritize what I NEED. and what a coincidence huh? That I needed what I wanted. So I guess it will help alot more!&lt;br /&gt;So now my number one priority is to make my grades higher than they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the thing that I've got to think about this break is, how I can manage my time well and how I can be more active and not just listen when we have classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me if I fail this! I need to do this, not only because I want to because I REALLY need it more than anything else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God be with me =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-1589546289463579636?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1589546289463579636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=1589546289463579636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/1589546289463579636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/1589546289463579636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-made-it-ive-got-good-news-for-my-self.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-8677058160299892195</id><published>2007-02-06T18:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T18:57:26.719+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Let it snow, not!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought that spring is coming near the snow will start falling. Last week I got so happy, I dont remeber which day it is but when I got out of the underground train at 8.00 am I could see light, as in it was already bright outside, it used to be dark at that time, but now it is now =) And yeah it also used to start getting dark around 3-4pm but now it doesnt anymore! Its a sign that summer is coming near, but hey not when there is snow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an annoying day, I was planning to get my transport card renewed because it's expiring today, but when I went to the place where they sell tickets for busses and trains the lady told me that I needed a new picture because I needed a new card for adult. well since I didnt have a new picture with me I went home to get one. After getting one I went down to the nearest shop here at my place and bought the card. I got shocked when the lady told me I needed to pay 310 croners now! MAN! I used to pay 155 and now it increased with 50%?! Before the limit for an adult ticket was 18 years old but now it's 16 so I couldnt really do anything buy pay extra! Good thing I took extra money with me since my mom only gave me 200. She didnt know that the policy changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wish I was under 16. Getting old means getting problems. Problems with expencive bills! Yesterday I was with my 3 other friends, we ate dinner at our friend's house(she turened 18) and we were discussing the difficulties about being 18. Billss Bills Bills. Here in Denmark you can get an allowance from the government when you turn 18 but only when you are studying. sounds cool ayt? but not cool when you then find out how many bills you have to pay! Tsk. So you still need to work extra if you want to save up money or have extra allowance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not getting money with &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ZERO&lt;/span&gt; expenses?&lt;br /&gt;Why not getting older with &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ZERO&lt;/span&gt; problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=p I am so into that coca-cola Zero. Not that I've tasted it yet but their advertiing drives me crazy (in a good way). I like the advertisment in the tv...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-8677058160299892195?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8677058160299892195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=8677058160299892195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/8677058160299892195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/8677058160299892195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/let-it-snow-not-just-when-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-117009442381084175</id><published>2007-01-29T19:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:18:35.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mondays are good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I am weird, you might say: why does she think Mondays are good when Monday is when school/work begins, well I never really liked Monday until last week. Want to know the reason why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey's Anatomy 8pm&lt;br /&gt;Brothers and Sisters 9pm&lt;br /&gt;House 10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I am totally addicted to those above-mentioned series now! Well I'm not really addicted to Brothers and Sisters coz it just started last week but I watch it because I'm waiting for House! I have nothing to do between 9-10 pm so I might as well watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still even though I like Mondays nothing beats weekends! Long sleep, wakes up 11am and do nothing but watch TV or relax, except of course those weekends I have to work, those are the weekends I hate! Also Wednesdays because I also work there! How I wish money was free in this world. Ok I might as well stop dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellz.. Today is one of my best friends birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BDAY NIKA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though she doesn't read this blog I will still great her. Who knows right? Maybe someone reading this blog knows someone who knows someone that knows someone who is related to someone who knows somebody who is acquainted with someone that knows my best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok enough with that, but yeah she has birthday today and I haven't even bought any gift for her yet. We'll see each other the 10. February, yeah I know that’s long time but we simply don't have time, or I don't have time to hangout and she lives far so we'll wait until the 10th of February. Anyways, yeah I haven't gotten any gift for her yet I think I'll just give her a gift check… orr… I don't knowI'll figure out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-117009442381084175?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/117009442381084175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=117009442381084175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/117009442381084175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/117009442381084175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/mondays-are-good-you-might-think-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116993738455776683</id><published>2007-01-27T23:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T18:23:06.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lazy ass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so lazy today, I know I've got loads of homeworks for next week and I told myself I would do it today but now it is evening I still havent done anything. My mind tells me I need to do it but my body doesnt want to move and get the books! grr!! Well I guess I'll just have to stress myself tomorrow! I know not all of them are due to monday but I still want to be finish before the weekend ends so if we get more homeworks I wont be much stressed in the weekdays. So I can get more sleep in the weekdays,, let me see if I can finish everything until tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the things I've got to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read english book from page 150-170-something&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read International economics the first chapter. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've already read the half of it =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read the first chapter in market communication. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've already read the half of it =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Answer questions in social study. plus read article&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do tasks in our accounting paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read papers in Danish about &lt;em&gt;concept art(or whatever you call it in englsih)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MATH 10 or more(cant really remember how many there were) tasks about functions. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make a powerpint for my project about Japanese culture, but I dont need it now, fist in 2 weeks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So thats basically it I guess. hay if I wasnt lazy today then I guess I could have been finish wit that and just rest tomorrow, but nevermind! I'll just rest now! :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way! I got tagged by Reyn. so now I got to &lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; secrets. Do I have &lt;strong&gt;FIVE&lt;/strong&gt; secrets?? Let me try&lt;strong&gt;....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;I eat alot, I mean more than 3 times a day! Well they say there is nothing wrong with eating more than three times a day as long as you dont eat much. =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Sometimes when I cant fall asleep I think about negative things then I begin crying then I get tired so I fall asleep. =p It helps people!! but then when you wake up your eyes wont look good :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I uhm.. seriously this is difficult I cant think of any man!! hehe uhm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. &lt;/strong&gt;I need to wear eyeglasses coz I'm near sighted, but I dont want to wear it!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt;When I was little I thought somebody in heaven was crying whenever it rained. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YEHEY last last last!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. &lt;/strong&gt;I want to be a model... hahah! but its true,, :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116993738455776683?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116993738455776683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116993738455776683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116993738455776683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116993738455776683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/lazy-ass-ive-been-so-lazy-today-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116984039853179774</id><published>2007-01-26T20:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:51:27.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;New layout&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was wrting my entry here but unfortunately my pc started to freeze, grr. But never mind that. My new layout! I was getting tired with the old one so I went searching for a new and light/bright blog skin, I couldnt really find a light one that was my taste but I'm lucky I found this one I was having second doubt whether to use this or not coz I didnt want it to be black, but well I really liked the image so there now I have it! Bye bye rock look!! =) Thanks to the one who made the skin! =)&lt;br /&gt;I wish I also could make blog layouts but well I actually tried, I have another blog and I made the layout myself, but well its not pretty so I think I'll just stick to pre-made layouts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a semi-good day. I am saying semi-good day because we were supposed to meet at 9 and we will only have 4 lessons (2 social studies and 2 german) but when I got to school I found out that all my classes were cancelled! Arr! Eventhough it is nice not to have german and not to have our teacher in social studies I still got annoyed coz well I went to school just to find out that I have to go back home again?? And well I still have to learn something ayt? We dont learn anything if classes are being cancelled!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it was quite a fine day nothing really much happened, when I got home I just relaxed and then suddenly fell asleep, I guess I was tired. Now I have nothing much to do, so I think I'llupdate my story in ttalk =) it will be the end na, well it wasnt a good story anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way! Finally our B.E teacher teaches us how to make profit and loss account and balance sheet, BUT I dont understand when he explained what debit and credit means.. can someone please explain? I told you he is not good in english.. =P hehe But actually he is learning, he doesnt say uhmm and eehm much anymore, and he is nice too I think I've said that before...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116984039853179774?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116984039853179774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116984039853179774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116984039853179774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116984039853179774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-layout-yesterday-i-was-wrting-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116964717011171420</id><published>2007-01-24T14:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T14:59:30.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Teenage Pregnancy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last I saw oprah even though I was so tired and sleepy, I stayed up because there was this episode about a girl, 15 years old, who got pregnant and stabbed her baby after giving birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant even put words on what I feel, when I saw it I felt really bad and angry. I was angry with her and feeling sorry for the child, the inosent baby. I cant believe, I never imagine that something like that could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few days ago I saw an episode in Greys anaomy where they found this baby in the trash and they found out that it was a 14 year old girl who did that. I didnt believe it when I saw that epi, I though it was just a story but no.. It happens in real life.&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe it, I know I've said that but I really cant believe it. I thought the worst thing that is happening in the world was getting an abortion but now something even worst happens!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did she do it??&lt;br /&gt;So many things run in through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;How could she hide it? Why couldnt she talk with her mom about it? Why? What is wrong with her?  What was she thingking!?and especially: How could she do somethig like that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so awful, it really is....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116964717011171420?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116964717011171420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116964717011171420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116964717011171420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116964717011171420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/teenage-pregnancy-last-i-saw-oprah.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116933132163744085</id><published>2007-01-20T22:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:15:21.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while having a break from my report let me tell you about my week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was a beginning of new semester, it meant 3 new subjects and new teachers!&lt;br /&gt;The new subjects where: German, Business economics and Market communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German was boring as usual, but our teacher(which is my mentor on my report by the way) is fine, she is nice. The first thing she told us was that it is allowed to make mistakes in the class, that we should make all the mistakes that we can so in the exam we wont be doing any mistakes. "You learn from your mistakes" that was what she said, but of course in german..  Well I was scared in the beginning cause when we were about to present ourselves I realized that I forgot how to speak german(but I could understand what she said) but as she said make all the mistakes you can!! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;We also got our very first homework that week which was reading 2 page of an article, and MAN oh my it was annoying cause I needed to use the dictionary the whole time!! Some of the words sounded familiar but I just couldnt remember what they ment.&lt;br /&gt;Next week we will be doing some grammar, and believe me german grammar can kill you!! I would rather have 10 hours of math a day than having 1 hour of german!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business economics was.. well... weird. The teacher was supposed to teach us accounting but instead he taught us about the SWOT-analysis and strategies which we have learned before with our marketing teacher! He wasnt even good in english and the fact that he was saying "uhmm" and "Errrh" in each sentence gave me head ache. I am not being mean but I am just saying the truth! I am better than the teacher in english!! haha! but its true! Imagine its IBB and the teacher is lousy in english? Sorry Mr.! But despite that he is really nice, but I cant use nice to something if I dont learn anything ayt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketing Communication. I think this subject will be one of my favorites! The teacher is great! he speaks fluent english(he lived in canada for 10 years he said) and he is so much fun and really good in teaching! I have had him before for two weeks, but when I moved class I thought I wouldnt have him again, but now that I have him as one of my teacher I am happy! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;Our first two lessons with him was so much fun!! Guess what we did? first he introduced us what the subject was about and then we were divided into groups he gave us tasks. To make an advertisement in a magazine, well we just have to do the sketch. My group is going to do a seatbelt campaign we already have a great idea on what to  draw and how it should look. The other groups got the task to make ads of: push up bra, new mercedes benz car, huge car, strong condom hehe and tuna in can. It really is fun! I'm looking forward to our Market communication class next week! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we also got new teacher in Danish and Math, our danish teacher gave birth so she wouldnt be back until next year and our math teacher before had too many classes at school so she needed to drop our class, it was sad cause she was so good but hey our new math teacher he is like a math whiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda feel that with him math gets even more complicated, because he always wants us to explaine not only how but why! Explaining how is easy but why? that is difficult! And last week we used like 2 hours to discuss what function is. Before I only know what a formula of a linear function was but now I also know why y=ax+b is a linear function and when I look at coordinate systems I can see which one is a linear function and which one is not, hehe! I sound like a little child whom discovered something really big eh? hehe! But one thing I have discovered, I have to put more energy on studying math than I used to, with this new teacher? I think I have to fight so much to get just a middle grade.. oh.. another challenge!! I can do it!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well I need to go back to my work before it gets too late! I need to finish this report today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116933132163744085?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116933132163744085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116933132163744085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116933132163744085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116933132163744085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/break-while-having-break-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116898109739466694</id><published>2007-01-16T21:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:58:17.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Long time no blog.. or what?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like its been ages since the last time I posted something here but when I saw the date on my last entry it says january 8 2007, so no it is not long time ago, it just feels like ages ago. I dont know january is a slow month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No snow this winter!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah this is the warmest winter since I dont know how many years or perhaps decades? They said that in the news but I wasn really paying attention :p&lt;br /&gt;But anyways THANK GOD! I'm happy that it isnt as cold as last year, though I would have wanted snow its alright with me that there is no snow, snow makes it even more cold! I've read on yahoo news that this year (2007) will be the warmest year on earth? Thats nice!! Beach here I come!! Well of course not now, but summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whats up with school?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is fine, I think I'm close to the stage called= stress. I'm afraid that I only have (counting..) 5 days left to do my semester report! I've already done the research now all I have to do is to write and perhaps research more? I dont know! But well writing,, I'm starting to write right now, I have already begun my introduction! Bravo jasmin you wrote a half page and didnt even finished it!! And I also begun writing the first page! :D I'm just writing what comes up my mind while looking at my notes, lets hope I wont have hard time correcting it when I'm done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I'm actually tired now, I am like a baby who needs to sleep early. Tomorrow will be a new day and I need my more than 8 hours of sleep! I dont even get that normaly only in the weekends! I have to wake up at 6 am :/ night night foks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*We'll make it last forever..*&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just in the mood for singing dont mind me&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116898109739466694?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116898109739466694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116898109739466694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116898109739466694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116898109739466694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/long-time-no-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116828214303695445</id><published>2007-01-08T19:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T19:49:03.053+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First post after new year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how has your new years eve been? Mine was alright but boring, but I dont want to go to more details about that, my reason is the same as christmas :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm back to school again, not yet busy but I'm going to be on a couple of days. We're having our first exam of the school year. Good luck to me! hehe Oh well I kinda feel its going to be fine! we are going to write a report and then after 2 days we'll be presenting it to the jury! err jury? well no teachers actually :p&lt;br /&gt;I already know what to write about. Business culture in Japan!! yeah! So if you know anything just tell me I'll be happy for your suggestions =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My english sucks!&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be good in any other subjects, but not english, whenever I write paper in english I always get middle grade! that SUCKS! I know myself I have to improve my english, I know myself that my english grammar is not very well, but I dont have the patience . I want to be good quickly. So tell me is there any medicines I can drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love english, really!! english is one of my favorite subjects, after math and english is my favorite language but why cant I master it? grr, imagine that I hate the german language because the grammar is so difficult but when we get our grades I always get higher grades in german than in english! What the!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm frustrated I want to get atleast 10 = A in english sooooon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells until here.. hehe I dont have other things to talk about. Basta I know I need to be better in english!!&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda obvious, I am blogging to practice my english, so bare me people if there are loads of grammar mistakes, or even other silly mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are welcome to correct me if I have some mistakes alright? I will really appreciate it!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116828214303695445?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116828214303695445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116828214303695445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116828214303695445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116828214303695445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-post-after-new-year-so-how-has.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116756399553451743</id><published>2006-12-31T11:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T12:19:55.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2006 - Beautiful disaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year is going to end. This year felt like a month. I can say that I am quite satiesfied with what 2006 has brought to me. And if I shall describe this year with one word, I will choose: &lt;strong&gt;CHALLENGING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning  of 2006 was a disaster especially the months: march, april and may. Those three months were the worst months of the year, or actually also the worst months in my life so far.&lt;br /&gt;Though those months were heartbreaking I still learned something- I dont really know if I should be thankful that I experienced those things that happened, perhaps I should because of the things it taught me, but while saying thank you I will also make this clear: &lt;strong&gt;I don't want to experience that kind of thing again! please? =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about the things it taught me.&lt;br /&gt;In some way, those 3 months made me more mature. I learned alot of things, especially things about myself. It opened my eyes so now I am more aware.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the things that I have to change. I can say that I'm still in process of changing those things, and also I know it doesnt end there, that theres alot more things I have to learn. I'm looking forward to explore those things this coming year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 hasn't just been about heartbreaking experience!&lt;br /&gt;I got good grades in my final exam last june. I said good bye to grade 10 and entered CBC (Copenhagen business college) I was really happy to get in to an International Business Baccalaureate course. Now i'm one step closer to my dream to be a CPA. I know that there are 99 more steps left, but I'm happy that 2006 helped me take that 1st step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I got wonderful new friends in 2006! Not only in school but also elsewhere. At work my co/workers, though I'm quite annoyed with them sometimes, they are still nice and helpfull! Also my ttalk friends! thank you so much for the help, you make me smile when I am sad and lonely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone whos been with me near or apart this year: Thank you so much for being there through thick an thin! Thank you, you all are wonderful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see that eventhoug this year begun as a disaster it still ended beautifully. I guess every bad beginning has a happy ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now I am happy with what I have, not that huge happy, but plain happy! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 what a year!! I will never forget this calendar year! I won't say I will miss you 2006, but I will say thanks for the unforgettable experience !&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to 2007 and whatever it brings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May you all have a prosperous new year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116756399553451743?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116756399553451743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116756399553451743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116756399553451743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116756399553451743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/2006-beautiful-disaster-another-year.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116708438461343439</id><published>2006-12-25T21:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T23:11:51.013+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -- again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how has your christmas been? Mine was quite plain -- quite boring oorr very boring. No Christmas spirit for me this year. I got some really good gifts but it wasnt what I was looking for, I want the the feeling, the warmth, the smell the SPIRIT. It wasnt there, but ok no more complaints. I should just be happy that I am here to celebrate it with my family. I should be happy that I have a family to celebrate it with unlike other poor people whom are celebrating it in streets or people who don't have food to eat. I hope that soon it will be different, I hope that soon there will no more be poor people in the world, or at least no hungry people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you have had a nice Christmas wherever you are in the world. Thanks anyways for reading this blog, I really appreciate that there are people who are reading about my not so interesting life. Thank you very much. I really hope you all (not only you who is reading, but all the people I know and all the people in the world) have had a wonderful Christmas. *bow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some pictures that I can share show you, but I warn you, there are ugly pictures of me!! haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here you go, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/936/3711/1600/610172/Billede%20053.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/936/3711/1600/364756/Billede%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/936/3711/320/676326/Billede%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 24:&lt;br 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bye bye&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/33759980-116708438461343439?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116708438461343439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116708438461343439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116708438461343439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116708438461343439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-again-so-how-has-your.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116691052561518719</id><published>2006-12-23T22:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T22:52:23.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I might not have much time to post something here tomorrow so I will just do it now!&lt;br /&gt;I just want to greet everybody a merry merry merry merry x'mas. I don't have much to say, let me just sing for you :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have yourself a merry little christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let your hearts be light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;From now on our troubles will be out of sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have yourself a merry little christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Make the yule time gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;From now on our troubles will be miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here we are as in olden days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy golden days of yoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Faithful friends who are dear to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gather near to us once more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Through the years we all will be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If the fates allow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hang a shining star upon the highest bow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And have yourself a merry little christmas now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="292" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/936/3711/320/420117/Image0181.jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have yourself a wonderfull X'mas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Jasmin -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116691052561518719?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116691052561518719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116691052561518719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116691052561518719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116691052561518719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-might-not-have-much-time-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116665486736857913</id><published>2006-12-20T23:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T23:56:07.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Math loves me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember we had math test last Monday? We got it back today! I got 12!! It's the same as A+.. Sorry I'm not bragging I'm just happy =) Thanks math for loving me! Halleluiah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at work it was annoying, why are so many people so mad? Oh people easy!! Maybe they are just stressed because of the holidays but still!!! They should be enjoying not stressing! There was this lady today, she asked my co/worker about the chocolates we have and how much they cost, I was putting them in the fridge, then my co/worker asked me to assist the lady so I did. I told her I didnt know the price yet since it was new and I didn't see my boss today, which was true. So I told her I will find out. While I was looking in our price catalogue, she disappeared, so I stopped searching, I thought she was gone, and I wasnt finish putting the chocolates on the fridge, I had to do it before they’ll melt, but then I’ve heard her voice she was talking with someone from the customer service. She was standing there complaining, like the person she was talking with was deaf. So I heard the customer service called one who might know something about the price, and then he went down. They were standing in front of me talking. The lady was like: "&lt;strong&gt;I have been here for 15 minutes and she couldn't help me… blablabla!" &lt;/strong&gt;Oh MAN!! SHE IS LYING! I was going to help her but she disappeared!! She hasnt been there for 15 minutes! Not even 5!! The man she was talking with was getting annoyed at her too. While she was complaining he was like: "yeah yeah…" He knew she was exaggerating. Arrrggg that lady so annoying!! I wanted to scream and tell her that she shouldn't go out of the house if she's like that! It is not good, shes the reason why other people are getting in bad mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’ll sleep hope my angriness will disappear after sleep. Good night people! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116665486736857913?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116665486736857913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116665486736857913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116665486736857913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116665486736857913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/math-loves-me-remember-we-had-math.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116655146801316390</id><published>2006-12-19T18:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:04:28.030+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just checked my schedule for tomorrow and yehey we have math! :p I hope we get our results back in our test last monday! I want it back I'm excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be doing an application now, its english assignment, but instead I'm sitting here and writing here? err not good Jasmin. I just dont know what to write on that application. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh let me show you some pictures of me, I have noticed that I ALWAYS look like someone who just woke up eventhough I've been awake for a long time, maaaan why do I always look tired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="246" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/936/3711/320/115965/jasmin.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this picture I really just woke up, or lets say I've been awake for an hour?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="278" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/936/3711/320/770092/Image006.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this picture was taken 5pm and I can tell you that day I've been up since 7am. HMP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116655146801316390?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116655146801316390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116655146801316390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116655146801316390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116655146801316390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-just-checked-my-schedule-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116647340938553524</id><published>2006-12-18T20:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T21:23:29.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm quite disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking forward to have xmas vacation which starts on thursday. I thought we had a longer break, that we will comeback the 8th of january, but unfortunately I am wrong! We are going back to school wednesday the 3rd of January! Man! this school doesnt bring me anything than disappointments ! hehe.. I'll be more motivated if we were supposed to comeback 8 of january. Longer break is better than short one, everybody will agree with me on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was, nothing much happened I just relaxed the whole saturday and sunday. If you count reviewing for the math test as relaxation..&lt;br /&gt;Today we had math test, it went, err fine I guess? I love equations but I think equation only likes me, it doesnt love me yet, it confuses me kasi eh, actually equation with fractions thats what confuses me! Love me equations please oh please love me the way I love you! err? I'm getting crazy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 day before xmas. I am telling you I still dont feel the spirit of xmas!! I did in the beginning of december, but only because of the excitement I guess, excitment for what? I dont even know myself. But why dont I feel the spirit of xmas? Is it because I've grown from that, that only the kids are supposed to feel that? Or maybe I just dont feel it because I am not in the Philippines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh santa bring me to the Philippines let us find out the real answer so I wont be in doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116647340938553524?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116647340938553524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116647340938553524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116647340938553524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116647340938553524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-quite-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116612802652153717</id><published>2006-12-14T21:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T21:27:06.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm so excited and I just cant hide it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah there is two thing I'm excited about!&lt;br /&gt;First: Xmas vacation, in less than a week I will be having a nice vacation! Well I'm not going anywhere, just gonna be home and SLEEP!! I need it so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second is: going to DUBLIN! I can't wait till March! Please make the time fly really fast this time! I'm looking forward to go to the airport and to sit in the airplane! yey! I just love airports! I just love traveling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is one thing I really cant hide anymore, my tiredness! I really need to sleep now! Just wanted to tell the world about my exitements!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116612802652153717?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116612802652153717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116612802652153717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116612802652153717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116612802652153717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-so-excited-and-i-just-cant-hide-it.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116601929756491098</id><published>2006-12-13T14:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T15:14:57.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh happy day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I've been very mad and upset. We were informed about our destination when we are going to travel in march. We were to write our 1st-3rd priority, cause we could travel to Scotland, Ireland (Dublin)  or Ausria (Vienna) . Well I chose Scotland as my first and Austria as my last priority, cause I really didnt want to go there since I've already been there, but guess what? I got AUSTRIA!! I was so mad! I couldnt understand the point of making us choose when they'll just choose for us in the end. The reason was because not much student have chosen Austria, well I understand that! But STILL I have been there before, I wanna explore the world and not only go to a place I've been before.&lt;br /&gt;So there I was keeping my anger inside me, but when I got home I wrote to the teacher and told her about my situation. When I checked her reply to me this morning she said she cant really do anything about it, but I can just ask some of my classmates if they want to exchange destination, I just thought: YEAH RIGHT! as if someone would exchange with me, the fact that nobody chose vienna! But anyways.. I still tried to do that, and guess what? It turns out that one of my classmates are moving to another school so he is not going to the trip with us! Yey! what a luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am going to DUBLIN! with a help from my dear friend Comfort, thanks to her! She helped me find a person I could exchange with hehe =) Thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday we had to choose our elective subjects, but there were not much to choose from. We could choose between:&lt;br /&gt;Spanish A or&lt;br /&gt;Italian A or&lt;br /&gt;Math B-Marketcommunication B-Psychology C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I chose math with marketcom. and psychology cause if I dont have math in at least B I cant enter any universities. I would want to choose Math A, but there was no opportunities for that!! Grrr! I wanted to take spanish too but I couldnt!! haay! If I take spanish I cant choose math! MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't wory Jasmin you can just study Spanish afterwards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116601929756491098?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116601929756491098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116601929756491098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116601929756491098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116601929756491098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-happy-day-yesterday-ive-been-very.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116586210045694471</id><published>2006-12-11T19:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T14:58:16.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;BREAK&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man we've got bunch of homework for tomorrow and I am tired, last night I fell asleep at like, 1.30 or 2am? Weird enough when I woke up I was feeling good, maybe I shouldnt sleep much so when I wake up I'll feel better than ever? err??.. But after our 3rd periode at school today I got headache, the cause? Maybe I was sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh today we got our grades! Yey! well I am satisfied,, almost.. I dont like what I got in danish oral, I know I could do way better but better luck for me next time! hehe&lt;br /&gt;Oh but in math my grade couldnt get better! hehe! Its not the highest grade but its right under the highest! I got 10! wee, well dont get me wrong I am just happy =) I hope it will stay like that or will get higher! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my other grades are just in the middle.. so I really am quite satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;I have been lazy so I know myself I can do my studies better =)&lt;br /&gt;and now I am beginning to be a good student, so I better go back to homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116586210045694471?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116586210045694471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116586210045694471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116586210045694471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116586210045694471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/break-man-weve-got-bunch-of-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116543228685895940</id><published>2006-12-06T19:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T20:11:26.870+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No this entry wont be like Martin Luther King’s speech, not even close, this might even sound selfish, cause the dream I am talking about is only good for myself and perhaps also the people near me. Of course I also dream the dreams that Martin Luther King dream about, world peace, etc. But as I said, this entry is my dream for myself. A dream for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success, that is the key word when I am talking about my dreams. Imagine being able to work in one of the finest companies in the world? Or imagine something better; imagine owning a business that suddenly turn up to be a success! Well that is what I dream about! I know it is not a simple dream, but it is a dream that is good to aim to happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know dreams aren’t enough, a dream wont be fulfilled without any actions. But don’t tell me it is not good to dream, because when there is no dream you have nothing to aim after. Big dreams lead to success! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be rich of course! Today or a while ago I was searching about the richest person on earth. Bill Gates was the one who was leading in the billionaires list, in the Philippines the richest person is Lucio Tan, you probably know him the one who owns I think it is Philippine airlines and Philippine national bank and a lot more huge companies. Then comes Henry Sy, he is the one who owns SM malls. I want to be like them! Not only rich but to also own a Mall! Ok ok I will be realistic now, I don’t aim to be billionaire or even close (Well if it happens then I wouldn’t have any problems with it) I just want to be successful I want to own 1 or 2 business and of course I want the business to boom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that somehow my dreams will come true, but first I have to study and then work to be able to earn the money I need for the business I dream about. If I don’t get to own a company, I hope to at least be able to work in a fine international accountancy agency!&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/33759980-116543228685895940?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116543228685895940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116543228685895940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116543228685895940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116543228685895940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-dream-no-this-entry-wont-be.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116525257283887941</id><published>2006-12-04T17:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T18:16:12.850+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh what a day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up fresh and unexpectedly ready for school, but while I was getting ready something suddenly changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my bag and I noticed that my note book is missing. My one and only note book where I have writen all my notes down. It was gone. I was in panic because I needed it, but I couldnt find it anywhere at home. After 20 minutes of trying to find my note book I gave up, also because I needed to get out so I wont be late for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to school I was worried, I couldnt stop thinking about that note book of mine. Dj, my friend was talking to me, but I wasn't concentrated, all I had in my mind was my note book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At school our first periode was math, shit I really needed my note book! I couldnt do anything because we were doing something we just learned about last week, and I had my formula in my note book! It took me a long time before I could solve one exercise, but if I had my notes I would have solve it right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first periode, I asked the dear friend of mine Comfort if she wanted to go with me searching after my note book. I went up to 5th floor at the OLC (Open Learning Center/ Computer center) and thanks to God! My note book was there! My day or should I say my whole year is saved!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons of the day: Check your stuff or the table before you leave the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really now I believe that :  &lt;strong&gt;Sometimes you will first realize that something/someone is important to you when it/they, is/are already gone&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH my precious note book!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116525257283887941?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116525257283887941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116525257283887941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116525257283887941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116525257283887941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-what-day-i-woke-up-fresh-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116517446563705202</id><published>2006-12-03T20:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T20:34:25.646+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am watching OTH on youtube right now, season 4 episode 9, I am just waiting for it to upload, but I have seen the scene where Lucas and Peyton kiss. Well I don't really like them together, actually in the beginning I did like them together, I didnt like Brooke that much, cause she acted like a bitch, or well at least she wasnt that nice, but now I really like her. But anyway back to what I was saying, I saw the scene where they kiss and well I was kinda happy, I dont know why =p Now I am ok with them... hehe I am so weird I am acting like its real life :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..tomorrow is school again, and I am so LAZY! seriously don't you agree with me that the weekends are too short??? I don't want this weekend to END. NO NO NO! Back to school again, back to homework, haaaay! Last week was a fine week because we didn't really have classes, we had project week, remember? It was kinda relaxing because we decided how we were going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ok, soon it is x'mas vacation just calm down Jasmin, soon you'll get rest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116517446563705202?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116517446563705202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116517446563705202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116517446563705202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116517446563705202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-watching-oth-on-youtube-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116500153630459334</id><published>2006-12-01T20:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T20:32:16.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;On the first day of X'mas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7, I had to go to school at 10am first but I woke up so early, I dont know why, I guess I could feel Christmass because it is the 1st of December, but no I couldn't. I opened my Christmas calendar chocolate(or whatever you call it) it was a snow man, yum it tasted good, well that was my breakfast of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah when I got to school we had to present our magazine project. the presentation was really good our teacher said, but we didn't get a really good grade because there was alot of mistakes in the paper, some spelling and stuff like that, and the layout was boring too. Too bad! Actually it could have been better if it wasn't for the accident yesterday! 30 minutes before we had to pass our magazine everything were gone, because one from my group deleted it cause she thought we were finish! ARG but no more blaming!! What done is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah one more thing, my teacher he knew alot more about Filipino culture than I did, wahaha! Well he is married with a Filipina and have been to the Phillipines alot of times, so he have been studying about Philippines alot! Man!! hehe :p So everything I wrote he critisized it. But it was ok, atleast now I know alot better, hehe :P I just cant understand how he can find something more, I mean I thought I wrote alot, but he always had to add something! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt; he found something that was missing. I guess I should have writen about the whole Philippine history!&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am listening to Christmas song! Hehe, nice, still how I wish I was in the Philippines! haaay! Don't be sad, ... uhm well  I cant find any reasons why not to be sad. Hehe! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I heard xmas song was at work last wednesday I think, they played xmas song, hehe I felt happy when I heard: &lt;em&gt;You better watch out, you better not cry, you better know now I am telling you why, Santa clause is coming to town!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 days before xmas eve! yuhu! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116500153630459334?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116500153630459334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116500153630459334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116500153630459334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116500153630459334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/on-first-day-of-xmas.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116491362204318147</id><published>2006-11-30T19:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T20:08:42.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;No no, customers are not always right !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my one-year anniversary in the working industry! I’ve started my part time job November 30. 2005. It has been a heck of one year, I have suffered, I have cried, laughed, got a lot of blue marks in my legs, got back pains. I almost faint because of being too dizzy, but I have also learned a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned to earn money! Yes of course that is obvious, I now know how hard it is. I now know how to spend money correctly, or do I? Hehe, well I still tend to use money for things that aren’t important, but I am better now. I really feel good earning my own money, now I no longer have to ask my mom every time I go out and also, I can give them gifts from my own pocket! There’s a lot of good reasons to why you should start earning your money, first you don’t really have to ask your parents permission if you can buy this or that, because if you don’t have your own money you have to tell them what THEY are buying for you, you are more independent when you have money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned to be nice to clerks! Oh yeah when you go eat outside please do me a favor, &lt;strong&gt;clean after you!&lt;/strong&gt; When you pick a piece of cloth and you decide you don’t want it anyway, &lt;strong&gt;please take time to put it back there where you took it, neatly!&lt;/strong&gt; When you stand in a row waiting for your time to get service, &lt;strong&gt;please don’t begin saying bad stuff&lt;/strong&gt;, like for example the service is so slow and bla bla, first of all even you whisper it and we are busy we can still hear you, and secondly we are not super women or men, we do our best to make the service faster. And one last thing I AM NOT THE ONE DECIDING THE PRICE OF THE PRODUCT YOU ARE BUYING, so &lt;strong&gt;please don’t ever tell me that I am crazy or what so ever&lt;/strong&gt; because you thing the price is too high. Go ahead complain to our boss you are more than welcome to do that! It is like some of the customers haven’t tried working before, or maybe they just don’t care, they think that they are spending the money so they can do whatever they want. Maybe the money we get in our salary is a part of what you have paid for the things you have bought, but cant you just stop and think for a while that maybe we have 100 else to do than to clean up your mess or to hear your silly coments? I am not saying that you should never leave a mess or you should never complain, all I am saying is to help, &lt;strong&gt;don’t make us look as a complete slave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned to be really pissed! After working for a whole year I’ve only seen the true colours of the customers. Or let me say it like this, in the beginning I was so naive, when customers got mad I almost cried, when customers gave silly comments I just smiled, when customers had ridiculous complaints I just smiled and said sorry, and after having a bad confrontation with a customer I feel sad and sorry for the rest of the day. I can tell you that first after many months that attitude changed after few months my smiles turned into: fake smiles. Those sorry turned into letting them know the reason of the incident. I only smile when they are nice, and I only say sorry, when I really think they deserve that word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about time to let all you customers that &lt;strong&gt;NO! CUSTOMERS ARE NOT ALWAYS RIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt; Just because you pay you have no rights when you are wrong! I know we live of the customer’s money, but I also know that God taught us to treat our neighbours correctly! &lt;strong&gt;YOU TREAT PEOPLE THE WAY YOU WANT TO BE TREATED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After working for a year I actually don’t know why it is first now that I wake up and start being mad at those unfriendly customers, maybe I really just have had enough. Even though I really want to shout to some of them, for really getting enough I still stop myself, coz when I was a child I learned to respect other people, I learned to just shut up even though there were rude people. My family taught me that fighting wont make anything better, that I should just let the person say what ever he or she wants to say cause even though they are not right I know in my heart what is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made me wonder, did my mom and grandparents teach me to just be plastic? &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;: p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116491362204318147?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116491362204318147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116491362204318147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116491362204318147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116491362204318147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-no-customers-are-not-always-right.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116475026352156100</id><published>2006-11-28T22:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:44:23.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I wanna sing, not cry!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn, I'm tired again after a ling nap in the after noon I think I'll put my slef into bed soon. I almost just finished my article about the culture of the Philippines( the one I wrote about earlier) After sitting infront of the pc  for a long time I've finally finished it, or well I wasnt doing it the whole time, coz I was wathcing tv most of the time. bad me huh! Yes I know, I shouldnt have done that, I could have finished it earlier if I wasnt being lazy! Well I like the ending on my article. giving advice about making ligaw! hehe! yeah so if a danish guy goes to the Philippines he will know how to catch her attention =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh about my title. yes I want to be able to sing! Well I CAN actually sing, I can sing but I dont have a singers voice! If you get what I mean? well every body can sing, some sing like they are reading a peom, some changes the tone all the time (which is like what I do) and some sing like they can bring you to heaven, well that's the voice I want to have! I was listening to yahoo radio whil making my article, well I chose the love songs haay I envy those singers voice!! I dont remember the name of the song, but there was the one I have heard where I just stopped writing and just listened to the song and the voice of the singer.. tsk wish I have good voice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, why didnt you give me such gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot dance well, I cannot draw well, I cannot write stories or peoms well, I cannot cook well, what else cant I do? I dont have those kind of gift! I can't even act well, but I can cry? hehe! Yeah I think thats the gift God gave me, to cry easily! =p I cry so well ! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually me and Tristan have talked about it, about talents, about gifts, he said, as far as I recall, that maybe God didnt gave me those kind of gift, but my gift is something else. Like being succesful in the future. Isnt he mean and sweet at the same time? He really proves me that I have no talents(hehe) but he says that I can be succesfull in the future! That would be a very nice gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still! I want to be able to sing well, so I can sing with a microfon or where theres alot of people, without being ashamed of my voice. but I guess I'll just sing when I am alone, or in the bathroom when I bath instead of big scenes where people can enjoy my voice. I can just let myself enjoy my own voice! =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116475026352156100?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116475026352156100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116475026352156100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116475026352156100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116475026352156100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wanna-sing-not-cry-yawn-im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116473498370223555</id><published>2006-11-28T18:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T18:29:43.713+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I kinda have a head ache right now. I got home at 12 today, after eating lunch I went to my bed and fell asleep. It was nice, but I woke up at 3 and felt that my head was heavy (Head ache)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we started our project, we are to make a culture magazine! Isn't it cool? :p&lt;br /&gt;Well I found out that my group is really good! I mean yeah they are willing to work so that is great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not much to say, I am writing my article now. I have to write about the Philippine culture. I have gathered some informations but well I still think theres something missing, will you help me? tell me anythin gyou know about the philippines culture? especially about the youth.. that is our target group in that magazine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to make it now, so I guess its too late to ask just now? But anyways I'll just do my best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116473498370223555?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116473498370223555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116473498370223555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116473498370223555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116473498370223555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-kinda-have-head-ache-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116466116240663232</id><published>2006-11-27T21:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:59:22.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;waaa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out who I'm in group with this week for our culture project! We are 3 or 4 classes who are going to be mixed! And I am going to be with people who isnt from my class, people I dont know, well I kinda know them coz I see them at school,  I see them at the hallway, but I dont know them personaly or with there names, only one of them and he is kinda annoying as far as I have observed! I am just afraid to be in a group with lazy people!! Coz last time we had this kind of project one of my friends from my class ended up with lazy people, and guess what? they got bad grades! =(&lt;br /&gt;waaa... But I have to be possitive! Sabi nga nila, be positive daw always! so I will try to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;hehe para naman mamamatay ako :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116466116240663232?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116466116240663232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116466116240663232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116466116240663232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116466116240663232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/waaa-i-just-found-out-who-im-in-group.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116449844547705186</id><published>2006-11-26T00:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T00:47:25.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A love crime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I was making the picture collage I kept on listening to the song: Lie about us - Avant ft. Nicole Scherzinger.&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So please don't say you wanna give up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do I tell her that I'm fallin’ in love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know you’re waitin’ patiently for that day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we no longer have to lie about us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm with her all I want is your touch,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when you call me I don't wanna hang up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know I say it often but I can't wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till' we no longer have to lie about us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song just gives me sympathy for those girls who can't get the person they love. Well the girl almost has him but something is hindering, the "x". I am writing "x" like that because the guy havent broke up with his first gf yet. That is what that song is about. He ends up being with two girls at the same time because he is afraid to hurt the first girl when he breaks up, but... but why does he say that he loves the new girl if he's also hurting her? Can't guys see that? It is actually not only for guys, that question. Coz.. girls do that too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They find a new one, fall in love, but cannot tell the gf/bf. Cant he or she not predict that maybe it will be worst if he or she wait longer before he or she tells his or her  gf/bf? Ok if you only think that you are falling for someone else, then it is ok to wait, wait and see if the feelings are real. But if you start going out with your new love, then something is really wrong. Thats a crime! And fear the judge coz it will be God. But who is the real victim? Is it the girl you hurt because you haven't told her you where falling for someone else or even start dating someone else, or the girl you are with but can only be with secretly coz you havent broke up with your gf yet or.. Or is it You who is the victim, victimized by your  own heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricky tricky love eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116449844547705186?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116449844547705186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116449844547705186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116449844547705186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116449844547705186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-crime-so-while-i-was-making.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116440143271948250</id><published>2006-11-24T21:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T21:50:32.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to go watch movie today, but! But I was too lazy to go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go to the cinema, theres alot of good movies now. Like Borat and The World Trade Center movie? hmm! I just dont understand that everytime I get off from school I would rather go home than go out, well I guess thats a good thing too, that way I wont use alot of money!&lt;br /&gt;speaking of money, I cant wait to get my salary this month! I think I'll get it thursday! yuhu, but I am kinda upset, coz I think I wont get much, hay how sad  =(&lt;br /&gt;I have to work tomorrow, my shift, I am just too lazy! I really dont want to, but have to. waaaa.. I am too lazy again, see? I just want to stay home and sleep, or lay in my bed or watch tv, or listen to music, or sleep again! Thats how Jasmin's life should be! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually kinda sleepy now, just want to wait for my mom to get home, maybe she have something to eat! hahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, bare with my boring entry.. I have nothing more to say. Bu-bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116440143271948250?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116440143271948250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116440143271948250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116440143271948250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116440143271948250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wanted-to-go-watch-movie-today-but.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116413734252320126</id><published>2006-11-21T20:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T20:29:44.113+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Love &lt; Money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Today at school while we had break time we suddenly ended up in a weird discussion that turned out to be something I have been wondering about when I was my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmate Ifa suddenly asked me: "Jasmin if a fat guy really loves you and suddenly asked you, would you then say yes or no?" She probably heared me and Comfort talking about the prom. I replyed with: "What kind of question is that?" Well what she ment with the question was if he asked me to be his girl not only to go to the prom with. I told her again that it all depends, of course if I like him the answer will be obvious right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the question suddenly turned in to something like: "Would you date a rich guy even though you don't really like him?" This time the question wasnt only for me but for everyone, coz Adie and Kate joined our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;But you know what most of them said? YES they would, of course! I was the only one who refused and they called me naiv?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that when money is involved anything can happen. Is money greater than love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are people so blinded by money that they forget anything else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked them if they would just marry a guy because of the money he has, but thank God they said no! They would only date a rich guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant continue my writing now. I have to watch something on the tv, hehe ! Sorry,, see yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116413734252320126?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116413734252320126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116413734252320126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116413734252320126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116413734252320126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-money-today-at-school-while-we.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116405372767394355</id><published>2006-11-20T20:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T21:15:27.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Another day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another tiring day, nothing really happened but it was still tiring. Imagine you wake up monday morning prepare yourself for school, you get there and expect to learn something but it shows out that you don't coz there will be a demonstration. Our school is not getting enough money from the government and they should of course do something about it. Actually it was the first time I have been apart of a demonstration, it was nothing special, 1700 students shouting for the same thing and some has posters of course. We were standing there for an hour or more and it was could I can tell assure you that! Tomorrow I hope we'll learn something. SOmething interesting perhaps, we have Marketing tomorrow in our schedule, Marketing is always fun, because of our teacher! I also have math tomorrow, again we have to work with equations, I love working with it even though it is confusing and I end up not getting the right result most of the times because I always forget to write if its a negative number when I go further, you know if you make one mistake you have to find that mistake or just start all over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And danish too, yeah boring danish subject! I only have that for an hour thank God! I really cant take it anymore, danish is just pure boring subject, before I used to dislike science, but now that I no longer have it I found something else to dislike, but actually no, I dislike Social Study more than I dislike Danish.&lt;br /&gt;Danish is not so boring again, coz now we are talking about media and articles so its interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have english too, what can I say? well english has no change I still like the subject, and now my teacher is much better than before, shes just funny and interesting and nice! But when it comes to giving grades? well she is.... uhm what word can I use.. fair? yeah well maybe is fair the right word for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I bore you with this entry? hehe, well you don't have to read it if you did't want to you know :P I'm just writing down what I am thinking about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I am listening to Luther Vandross now, his songs are really good, I'm trying to find a song that I want to be played in my wedding (of course not now, I am not going to get married now, in the future it is!)&lt;br /&gt;I know before I said I want the song: I finally found someone to be played right? Well I still want that song, but of course its good with alot of options ! :p&lt;br /&gt;You know, getting married is such an important everything should be arranged of course, and I know theres alot more important thing than choosing the perfect song, but right now thats the only thing I can do. I'm not planning anything, I am just looking for a song that would be good for that time=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116405372767394355?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116405372767394355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116405372767394355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116405372767394355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116405372767394355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-day-another-tiring-day-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116386186156763432</id><published>2006-11-18T15:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T15:57:41.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;weekend!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend is my hero!&lt;br /&gt;I get to rest the whole day, and it is relaxing!&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about this weekend is, I just checked our grades in the net for our welfarestate project, and oh we did it well!! Me and my group got 10! It's is unexpected! Awsome! We all know that we could have done it better, we didnt expected to get lower grade, but we got 10? Imagine if we really did our best, then we could have gotten a higher grade, which is 12! But we really appreciate 10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy now. the time is 3.49 pm maybe I should get a nap? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116386186156763432?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116386186156763432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116386186156763432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116386186156763432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116386186156763432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/weekend-weekend-is-my-hero-i-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116335683472584324</id><published>2006-11-12T19:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:40:34.743+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Too fast....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt even really enjoy the weekend! haay, it was too fast! I wish tomorrow we didnt have to go to school, but we have to! of coure, It is already MONDAY! why does the weekend flies so fast? why does the time flies so fast!HAAAAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today what have I done? I slept until 11am, when I woke up I watched tv, and then did my homework, and until now I am still doing my homework, or actually I'm taking a break for now. I was doing my english essay but it is first due to nov. 24, nice nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to tell, nothing much happened this weekend and its alright, all I wanna do in weekends is to sleep anyway! That would be the best thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About school.&lt;br /&gt;Well soon I'll be getting an exchange student who is going to live here for one week, the student is from Dublin. Lets see what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;I think the student is coming two weeks from now. The reason why I'm using 'the student' insted of 'he' or 'she' is I dont know if it will be a male or female...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I have to correct my social study paper now. so bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116335683472584324?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116335683472584324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116335683472584324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116335683472584324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116335683472584324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/too-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116310334504033474</id><published>2006-11-09T21:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:15:45.053+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Love the Apple!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today at school it was tiring, whole day infront of the computer, doing the report about welfare state, but it is allright it's almost done. Me and my group just need to corect some of it tomorrow and write something, and then I guess we are finish =) Job well done! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after school some of my classmates and I went to the mall to check out the new collection in H&amp;M, but they left again to go to the biggest H&amp;amp;M down town Copenhagen. Me and Kate stayed there we went to a couple of stores, then I found a dress that was pretty! I wanna wear it in xmas! I already asked my mom to buy it for me, hehe ! =)&lt;br /&gt;And then we went to FONA (music, tv, pc, etc shop) we were supposed to look at ipod, I wanna see the prices again, hehe I wanna buy one, but I saw the MacBook first so there I was fallig inlove with this Apple laptop! ooooh I WANT IT! Then Kate she pushed me out from the store, saving me to fall even more inlove with that cute little thingy! Oh PLEASE, I need to have it!! I really want it! I can actually buy it I think,, but if I do... then all the money I have saved up will be gone! I dont want to lose all my money! ehhehe.. I just hope that someone will give it to me as a gift! hehehe! Yeah right dream on Jasmin! But I really want it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh,, I want an ipod nano too!! I have wished to get one of thos for a long time now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets love the Apples!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116310334504033474?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116310334504033474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116310334504033474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116310334504033474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116310334504033474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-apple-so-today-at-school-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116297853341093060</id><published>2006-11-08T09:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:35:33.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hate the mouse!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at school now, sitting in one of the schools pc room and the mouse just dont want to cooperate with me! These computers are just so old! We are doing danish grammar! uhh so boring, but i have break now soo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;I am just so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went out shopping with my mom, or actually I don't know if you can call it shopping, because I didnt bought anything! I didnt want to spend money, hehe well you know its xmas too, so I have to save up my money so I can buy xmas gifts!&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I just got tired.. and now I am still tired! yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep me awake!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116297853341093060?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116297853341093060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116297853341093060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116297853341093060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116297853341093060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/hate-mouse-im-at-school-now-sitting-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116249155593758569</id><published>2006-11-02T19:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T19:19:15.970+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Finally found someone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats my song for this day, yeah up there, the title! or not only for this day...&lt;br /&gt;I think I want this song to be played when I get married! hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY FOUND SOMEONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I finally found someone, who knocks me off my feet&lt;br /&gt;I finally found the one, who makes me feel complete&lt;br /&gt;We started over coffee, we started out as friends&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how from simple things, the best things begin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This time it's different (dah dah dah dah)&lt;br /&gt;It's all because of you (dah dah dah dah)&lt;br /&gt;It's better than it's ever been&lt;br /&gt;Cause we can talk it through&lt;br /&gt;My favorite line was "Can I call you sometime?"&lt;br /&gt;It's all you had to say to take my breath away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is it, oh&lt;br /&gt;I finally found someone&lt;br /&gt;Someone to share my life&lt;br /&gt;I finally found the one&lt;br /&gt;To be with every night&lt;br /&gt;Cause whatever I do&lt;br /&gt;It's just got to be you&lt;br /&gt;My life has just begun&lt;br /&gt;I finally found someone (ooh, someone)&lt;br /&gt;I finally found someone (ooh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Did I keep you waiting (I didn't mind)&lt;br /&gt;I apologize (baby, that's fine)&lt;br /&gt;I would wait forever just to know you were mine&lt;br /&gt;And I love your hair (sure it looks right?)&lt;br /&gt;I love what you wear (isn't it too tight?)&lt;br /&gt;You're exceptional&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;This is it, oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I finally found someone&lt;br /&gt;Someone to share my life&lt;br /&gt;I finally found the one&lt;br /&gt;To be with every night&lt;br /&gt;Cause whatever I do&lt;br /&gt;It's just got to be you&lt;br /&gt;My life has just begun&lt;br /&gt;I finally found someone (ooh, someone)&lt;br /&gt;I finally found someone (ooh) ´&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause whatever I do&lt;br /&gt;It's just got to be you&lt;br /&gt;My life has just begun&lt;br /&gt;I finally found someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy =)&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going well!&lt;br /&gt;Loving life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough school is hectic, and I'm being so lazy.. I will be very busy soon since I've been posponding my assignments, so I will be busy the day before I have to pass them but I am not stressed, I am happy!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found someone .... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116249155593758569?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116249155593758569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116249155593758569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116249155593758569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116249155593758569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/finally-found-someone-so-thats-my-song.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116239000687993522</id><published>2006-11-01T14:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:06:46.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1st November = 1st Snow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so the first snow came out today!&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friend Dj were on our way to school then when we got up outside from the ounderground train it was snowing! =)&lt;br /&gt;I think snow comes to early, usualy it comes few days before xmas, but now its there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like snow the only problem is now its very cold! grrr&lt;br /&gt;Now I am home and have just finished a warm bath =) nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didnt do much at school today, we just made groups for our welfare state project (oh another project!!) and then organize the program on friday (Spirits day) and then some students told us about the study trip on March&lt;br /&gt;We can choose to between 3 places: Dundee(scotland), Viena(Austria) and Dublin(Ireland)&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go to SCotland-Dundee it seems like a cool place when they told us about it, but seems like theres alot from the class who wants to go there, so perhaps I will write dublin too as my second priority =)&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm excited =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go now... work is calling =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116239000687993522?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116239000687993522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116239000687993522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116239000687993522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116239000687993522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/1st-november-1st-snow-yeah-so-first.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116231643196733254</id><published>2006-10-31T18:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T18:40:31.986+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Trick or Treat! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so firts happy Halloween to you all! And of course Happy all soul/saints day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wet day!&lt;br /&gt;Our classes today started first at 10am so it was really nice. Everybody was happy and fresh,, but after few hours the rain ruined my nice day...&lt;br /&gt;It was raining so much I didnt had umbrella on me, so guess what happened when me and my classmates went out to find sponsors for the event on school (Spirits day) on friday? Oh yeah we got so wet, and guess what? The lady we talked to was such a b*tch! She didn't even want to hear what we had to say, she probably is not a charity person.. but enough about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already november?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, time runs fast! Now the rainy season has come, I actually like it but only when I am inside the house, so I can just lay down and its dark and cold! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday I went to the mall, and guess what? they were already selling xmas decors! Ohh,, how nice.. red stuffs and santa ! And then yesterday I was watching 7th heaven, it was xmas in that episode. Oh that family is just so nice to others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School.&lt;br /&gt;I have some assignments that I have been doing for a couple of days now, but I havent finish any of them yet. Especially the danish I have to hand in an essay on monday but I still havent wrote any single word. I really dont know how to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Here are some of the big assignments I have to hand in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Danish Essay: Monday Nov. 6&lt;br /&gt;Math on Excel:Monday Nov.6&lt;br /&gt;English Essay:Monday Nov.13&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies Project:Monday Nov.13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to get started with my Danish,, Im almost done with my math. Imagine we got the Danish assignment before the math, which we got last week and I've  done the math first? haaay Jasmin thats not a good job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116231643196733254?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116231643196733254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116231643196733254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116231643196733254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116231643196733254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/trick-or-treat-yeah-so-firts-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116180418533715758</id><published>2006-10-25T21:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T21:23:05.346+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;California......!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening to the song California by Phantom Planet so many times last night, all my dreams came back. Dreams about living in California! Well I really hope that it will come true, that dream! I wanna work and stay there! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've been on the run&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Driving in the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking out for #1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;California here we come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right back where we started from.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just got home from work, grr I was waiting for the bus for so long time and it was cold! Well while waiting for the bus I was thinking what to write about in my blog, guess what? I had alot of ideas, but now they are all gone,.. pffft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I'm kinda tired now, and guess what? I am going to watch Orange County! hehehe new season is coming today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116180418533715758?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116180418533715758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116180418533715758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116180418533715758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116180418533715758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/california.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116154876262990729</id><published>2006-10-22T21:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T22:33:11.773+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dare you to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So nakahiga me sa bed ko, and I was just doing nothing but to think of good old times. Nag good night na si Tristan so wala na ka txt, and I dont wanna disturb my other friends maybe they are getting ready for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well there I was, while lying down I had earphones in my ears of course, was listening to my mp3, while it was playing: I Dare You To Move, my heart kinda jumped up (or not really I just dont know how to explain it) well for long time, that something I've been longing for to feel, it came back! At the same time as I heared the lyrics of the song, or more exactly the line: "I dare you to move" something inside me jumped and made me realise that &lt;strong&gt;I'm happy&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've kinda been waiting for this for a long time! I mean, I've been upset for a long time now. I dont know if I wrote it here but I miss the time when I suddenly stop and realise that I am happy, and now I am.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt; oh feels great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont know what is the reason for this, maybe listening to &lt;em&gt;I dare you to move&lt;/em&gt; can make people happy? hehe or maybe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe because I just heared from Tristan today that he is finally happy with his job.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I couldnt sleep so I just thought I had to blog about it =) and oh yeah, back to school again tomorrow.. =( i'm not really excited about it, haay first I feel sick, and second, I dont feel that one week is enough, I dont feel that I have done anything that week.. I still feel tired. I need some more rest! 5 months will be good (just like what Comfort my classmate said yesterday) hehe &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Back to school means more assignments, lapit na december, meaning lapit na termins exam! grrr, and back to school also means less sleep coz I need to wake up early! I want to sleep atleast 12hours a day! para maging ok day ko,, tapos after I wake p after 12 hours I also need 2-3 hours where I just lay down my bed and do nothing, perhaps just watch tv. Then after that I need 30 mins bath, then 30 mins to eat. Tapos 1 hour to get myself ready.. then I have 5 hours left before I have to sleep again&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wish life could be like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yeah Jasmin just wish,, there's nothing wrong with that &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so yun nga back to school tomorrow so inayos ko yung mga books ko and notes,, oh my what a mess.. I took a picture of it, wanna see? hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well I need to say good night now too, I dont want to get late tomorrow, so here is the pictures and night night.. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/936/3711/1600/Image005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/936/3711/320/Image005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/936/3711/1600/Image008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="230" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/936/3711/320/Image008.0.jpg" width="320" 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/33759980-116154876262990729?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116154876262990729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116154876262990729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116154876262990729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116154876262990729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dare-you-to-be-happy-so-nakahiga-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116134225548084697</id><published>2006-10-20T12:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T13:05:45.950+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When two hearts are &lt;strong&gt;meant to be&lt;/strong&gt;, no matter how long it takes, no matter &lt;strong&gt;how far &lt;/strong&gt;they go, no matter how tough it seems. &lt;strong&gt;Fate will bring them together&lt;/strong&gt;, to share a life forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only takes hope to get there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/936/3711/320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116134225548084697?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116134225548084697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116134225548084697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116134225548084697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116134225548084697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-two-hearts-are-meant-to-be-no.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116102925733536173</id><published>2006-10-16T21:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T22:07:37.420+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Winter has come?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when I went out (well it wasnt really morning anymore, since the time was already past 9) I was surprised coz it was already cold! I mean I would understand better if the time was 6am but nope, it was 9am! Just last week when I went to school, it wasnt that cold! Last saturday when I was waiting for the bus on the way to work, it was 6:50am and oh my oh my, it was still dark outside! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;And today after I took a bath I wore shorts and tshirt, but I changed after a couple of minutes, because it was cold! Now I miss summer, it's not even winter yet and its already cold. I just dont like winter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do today?&lt;br /&gt;First my mom woke me up so early,, 7am!!! I just didn't want to wake up since its autumn break and I just need sleep!! That was what I have been looking for this break! to get some sleep! But well, I needed to wake up, coz we were supposed to do something. After doing our agenda, we went to a Filipino store and bought foods. Then we went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, I watched tv while laying down my bed, then I fell asleep! hehe! I really love sleeping! I just felt like the past few weeks I havent got enough sleep, so now I am taking revenge!! ehehe! Then we talked to my grandma in the Philippines. Oh I miss her alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that,, hmm I just went to my room and opened my computer to open the media player and listen to some music in it and then I was txting Kate my classmate who just love to shop! Well she is not a shopaholic! Coz she have told me everyday lastweek that she wanted to shop, but she didnt because she was waiting for the grand "sale"(I dont know if you can call it that) infront of our school, I want to go there too, but I think I wouldnt have enough money at that time, Imagine they will do it in the 28th of october when people haven't got that much money left?!&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellz.. we were talking about shopping again! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm now I am here in my pc, waiting for someone to txt me,, after he finished eating, wawang "Action Man" always tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh ang haba yata ng post ko today ah? Will this be my first long post here? I dont know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116102925733536173?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116102925733536173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116102925733536173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116102925733536173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116102925733536173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/winter-has-come-this-morning-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116094500662922959</id><published>2006-10-15T22:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:43:26.640+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last wednesday was my friend, Tenna's 18th birthday, but since we all were at school, we couldnt really be together. But yesterday (Saturday) she invited us to eat dinner at her place and go bowling, it was nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem was just, I couldn't play bowling, so I wasn't good at all, hehe, but hey! I got strike one time! =)&lt;br /&gt;The night was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is something I have realise lately, or actually just now..&lt;br /&gt;Trials in life are like test, test from God, after going trough that trial you will then learn, if you survive then it is like passing the exam in real life.&lt;br /&gt;and while talking to a friend of mine, Anne about it she said: in school you're taught the lesson before the test, but in real life the test comes before the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;And she is right..&lt;br /&gt;That's why we have to apply the thing my Angel always tells me: Expect the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know when God will give you the test.. and how tough it will be....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116094500662922959?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116094500662922959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116094500662922959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116094500662922959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116094500662922959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-last-wednesday-was-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116050734416530536</id><published>2006-10-10T20:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T21:09:04.176+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you ever been in a situation where you have been feeling upset and felt that nothing made sense, then realize that everything happens for a reason that you just have to accept what ever happens. In the process of feeling better your mood suddenly change again to something negative. From being a optimist and confident person to a pessimist one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome to my life...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116050734416530536?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116050734416530536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116050734416530536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116050734416530536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116050734416530536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/have-you-ever-been-in-situation-where.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116042648633892481</id><published>2006-10-09T21:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T22:41:26.350+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I write sins not tragedies..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh gayagaya sa title? :P&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;em&gt;o &lt;/em&gt;I am not going to write a song with the same title, I just like that song thats why I used it as the title for this blog entry. If you know what song it is I am talking about then good! If you don't then its the song by Panic at the Disco, you must know which one it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates Updates..&lt;br /&gt;Well Its getting cold here in DK, wew, after a long summer. But I dont want it to be winter, I love summer! or well atleast the weather now is ok, not cold not warm neither,, just in the middle! in that way you dont have to take a thick jacket or get headache because the sun is heating too much.&lt;br /&gt;The only positive thing about winter is that it means Xmas. If anybody loves xmas then that would be me!&lt;br /&gt;The smell, the lights the gifts under the christmass tree, the food, the.. what-so-ever that's involve with with xmas is great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116042648633892481?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116042648633892481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116042648633892481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116042648633892481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116042648633892481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-write-sins-not-tragedies.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-116032357645003418</id><published>2006-10-08T17:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T18:06:16.480+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sick and tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too lazy to do my homework, especially in danish and social studies, SO BORING! I wish I never had those subjects! instead have more math classes and english classes! that would be better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wek was a fine we, as I wrote in me previouse blog, we had fashion week, and we were going to open up our own business that has something to do with fashion, and it went out really well =) The outcome was really good! The week ended with a party, it was cool enough. We had a fashion show, some did it very well, creative people =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have just been lazy! lazy wholeday long,, well thats what you have to do on sundays right? Sunday=Restday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am watching One three hill season 4 on you tube, I am just waiting for it to load up,, Oh how I love OTH! And especially Lucas! wew, he is so handsome!! And his voice,, wow,, makes the qoutes sound even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for now, until next blog! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-116032357645003418?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116032357645003418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=116032357645003418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116032357645003418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/116032357645003418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/sick-and-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-115990465669390136</id><published>2006-10-03T21:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T21:44:16.706+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fashion week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week we have fahion week as it says above!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (monday) we had a lady who visited us to tell us about the different fashion and one from the jewelry company Dyberg/Kern also visited us to tell something about their company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main purpose about all of this is that we have a project, and its about: opening up a fashion business. And on friday we have to make a fashon show for the teachers and students. wew its going to be fun, I guess! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lately I havent been feeling well, or lets say since yesterday, I dont know I just feel down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna tell more about it, just makes me more sad..&lt;br /&gt;but I will be fine for sure .. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kinda getting annoyed now, I can never thinkof anything to write in this blog of mine, hopefully soon there is something interesting that will pop-up my mind! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-115990465669390136?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/115990465669390136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=115990465669390136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/115990465669390136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/115990465669390136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/fashion-week-so-this-week-we-have.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-115972240813975125</id><published>2006-10-01T18:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:06:48.160+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm bringing sexy back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Them other boys don't know how to act&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loving that song :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't even know what to blog about today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well yesterday I went to a party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Schools 125th anniversary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was,, well alright..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were 4 different type of themes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-The hawaiian theme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-The Jazz theme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-The 80's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-The modern clubing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most of the time I was at the 80's coz,, well the music there was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm, I can definitely say you will have so much more fun if you havent got anything to drink! hehe! yeah! coz I havent drink anything so I felt well the whole day! and no hang overs in the morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well I dont know what to post sorry for a boring post,, bare with me if I am boring.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a nice day or night nalang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&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/33759980-115972240813975125?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/115972240813975125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=115972240813975125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/115972240813975125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/115972240813975125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-bringing-sexy-back-yeah-them-other.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-115956186640382187</id><published>2006-09-29T22:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T22:31:06.413+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SmiLe &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt tired and happy at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know if you can use the word 'happy' in this sense, but well lately I just feel that I am doing alot of things everyday! Some people might don't like it, but I do! Finally for a long time I havent been bored! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just like doing something. I like the feeling that you are always busy, I dont know why, I just do, but not that busy that you'll get stressed, nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can be the cause of this feeling kaya? &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating too much? heheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now I cant type anymore, I need to rest my eyes and sleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/936/3711/1600/Bleh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/936/3711/320/Bleh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hugs from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-115956186640382187?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/115956186640382187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=115956186640382187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/115956186640382187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/115956186640382187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/09/smile-i-have-never-felt-tired-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-115930159235674740</id><published>2006-09-26T22:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:13:12.366+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ho ho ho ho ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.. I just finished my essays in danish and in english, today I passed my math hand in, wew now I dont have to think about it, but I am looking forward to get it back! I have already found 1 mistake in that math thingy,, grrrr too late I have already passed it when I thought about it..&lt;br /&gt;next time I just have to check it several times before passing it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK. but well you know what I think? days pass by sooo soo fast! I know I have said that hundred times before, but now it seriously does! Like this month for ex.! it's already the 26th of september!! seems like it was yesterday september started!&lt;br /&gt;And you know what else I have noticed? 3months left before XMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;I love xmas!! I just hope I would be able to feel the spirit of xmas this year ! But if not, then well just enjoy that its xmas time,&lt;br /&gt;hohohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iiih I'm so excited about Xmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-115930159235674740?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/115930159235674740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=115930159235674740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/115930159235674740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/115930159235674740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/09/ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-gah.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-115912857970111191</id><published>2006-09-24T21:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T22:09:39.713+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Full time student...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can really feel that I'm no longer in grade school, college life has begun!&lt;br /&gt;Getting alot more assignments than what I used to do is a sign that I've already started, but getting 3 hand-in assignments that should be passed in the same week/day is really big sign that I'm dealing with something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it hard? Actually I don't think it is, if I should define hard then its something that will give you sleepless nights, red eyes because of crying  too much by being afraid of you wont be able to pass your assignment or you haven't got any simple clue of what you are going to write because you dont understand a thing and of course getting stressed out. I haven't got to that point yet thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying this actually, despite of having to make assignment each and everyday, it is fun =) exciting! Learning something new everyday!&lt;br /&gt;Having a nice class with friendly people, having your bestfriend in the same school, especially when you havent been hanging out with him for a long long time, then now you can see her everyday and get more time to talk together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to complain about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving it!&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-115912857970111191?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/115912857970111191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=115912857970111191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/115912857970111191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/115912857970111191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/09/full-time-student.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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-33759980.post-115904632816308926</id><published>2006-09-23T22:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T23:18:48.173+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Growing up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes I still think that I shouldn't be like this, by that I mean, things are like happening too fast. I though it was fun growing up, experiencing things like the adults do. I thought it was easy making choices, taking responsibility and falling inlove...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before the choices you make always gives a good result, you never really fail, you thought you did everything by yourself, not knowing the adults where there to help and it was probably them who really made the choices and not you. Everything was just the same, you want more challage, and you start envying the adults job, coz they get to try the things that are exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The older once always do the exciting stuff.. like falling inlove, when you look at people that are inlove, they seem to behaving the greatest time of their lives, they seem to be enjoying everything about it. You wanna try, you are so anxiouis to feel that LOVE.. not knowing that it not always means happyness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time seem to be so slow, but when you then suddenly feel like you are in that stage that you wanted to be, you there will be a time you will stop and think: why did I wish for this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33759980-115904632816308926?l=jasnaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/feeds/115904632816308926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33759980&amp;postID=115904632816308926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/115904632816308926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33759980/posts/default/115904632816308926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasnaz.blogspot.com/2006/09/growing-up.html' title=''/><author><name>jasnaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17334317965639216248</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></feed>
