<?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-1938475485202218357</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:07:50.630-08:00</updated><category term='may'/><category term='PR'/><category term='bruno mars'/><category term='asian'/><category term='brown eyed girls'/><category term='fan'/><category term='hurt'/><category term='marketing'/><category term='public relations'/><category term='care'/><category term='concert'/><category term='hate'/><category term='heritage'/><category term='love'/><category term='using me'/><category term='update'/><category term='internship'/><category term='best friend'/><category term='thank you'/><category term='30 day letter challenge'/><category term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>Love Me ...</title><subtitle type='html'>私を愛し     愛我     날 사랑해</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-9222002841737516698</id><published>2011-01-17T13:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T13:12:32.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I am selfish.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m selfish because I want you all to myself. But, that&amp;#39;s just a thought. I would never act on it because I&amp;#39;ve changed.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;There&amp;#39;s a need for self-control here. &amp;amp; I&amp;#39;ve realized that.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;For the nights that I cry myself to sleep are mostly because of realizations. &lt;p&gt;Realizing that I miss you too much. &lt;br&gt;Realizing that I&amp;#39;m falling too fast for you.&lt;br&gt;Realizing that I&amp;#39;m letting my guard down; therefore, making it possible for my feelings to get hurt.  &lt;p&gt;When feelings change, the one that gets hurt always feels victimized. &lt;br&gt;But aren&amp;#39;t we the ones that put ourselves into those situations?&lt;p&gt;Aren&amp;#39;t we the ones that let our feelings get in the way of reality? &lt;br&gt;Aren&amp;#39;t we the ones putting our hearts out there knowing there would be a possibility of it breaking?&lt;p&gt;But, that&amp;#39;s the chance you have to take when it comes to love. &lt;p&gt;In the end, you can never be in love if all you have are precautions. It&amp;#39;s the chance of getting hurt that makes it all worth while. Trust. It&amp;#39;s what&amp;#39;s needed for reality to come back to you. So your feelings will stop playing games on you. &lt;p&gt;That&amp;#39;s what I&amp;#39;ve realized. &lt;br&gt;I need to trust you. &lt;br&gt;I will trust you. &lt;p&gt;Love me...&lt;br&gt;Jini&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-9222002841737516698?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/9222002841737516698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2011/01/yes-i-am-selfish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/9222002841737516698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/9222002841737516698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2011/01/yes-i-am-selfish.html' title=''/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-6985415020956709871</id><published>2010-11-11T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T09:28:16.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>开心(:</title><content type='html'>I've come to a realization that I need to stop living in a dark cloud;&lt;br /&gt;why not live in happiness?&lt;br /&gt;why not live with the joys in life?&lt;br /&gt;why worry constantly over silly things that don't matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lot happier now than I ever was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stopped torturing myself with little things that used to eat me alive.&lt;br /&gt;It's just not worth it. It's not worth hurting relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this quote I've been seeing a lot lately,&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes when I say, 'I'm okay', I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, 'I know you are not'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to add to that..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I say, "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you are not, &lt;b&gt;but I'll make everything okay again&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the only things I should be worrying about are school-related problems x_x&lt;br /&gt;Must. Study. Must. Get. Perfect. Grades. = Must. Fulfill. Dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me&lt;br /&gt;Jini&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-6985415020956709871?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/6985415020956709871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/6985415020956709871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/6985415020956709871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='开心(:'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-6305888735630853403</id><published>2010-10-12T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T23:58:28.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>死 性 不 改</title><content type='html'>Why does this all feel so familiar again..?&lt;br /&gt;同歌. 同眼泪. Same fear that I will lose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="linkchar" href="http://www.cantonese.sheik.co.uk/dictionary/characters/2419/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么我一起一起都要&lt;span class="word script"&gt;做錯?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="word script"&gt;为什么我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="chinesemed"&gt;一直要伤害你?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="chinesemed"&gt;Why can't I be perfect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="chinesemed"&gt;&amp;nbsp;我真的很恨我自己...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="chinesemed" style="font-size: large;"&gt;... 你还可以爱我吗?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word script"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-6305888735630853403?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/6305888735630853403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/6305888735630853403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/6305888735630853403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='死 性 不 改'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-294790432605892447</id><published>2010-09-07T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T19:33:44.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 - To my sibling (closest relative)</title><content type='html'>Since I'm an only child, I'll dedicate this one to my cousin, Wendy :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when we were younger, we did everything together. Go out &amp;amp; eat, shopping with our moms, vacations, etc. Simple games of make believe were fun with you. Playing teacher, pretend shopping at a grocery store, singing.. I miss these simple times, where the only thing we worried about was leaving each other because the sky was getting dark. Now you're all grown up. You've worked so hard all these years at school &amp;amp; you deserve the very best. You're about to head to college and wherever you go, I know you'll succeed. I love you as if you were my little sister. Although we fought like hell when we were younger, it's different now. We've matured, and now I can talk to you about real life things. Just know, I will always be here for you. No matter what happens, I got your back just like how a sister is supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me...&lt;br /&gt;Jini&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-294790432605892447?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/294790432605892447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-4-to-my-sibling-closest-relative.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/294790432605892447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/294790432605892447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-4-to-my-sibling-closest-relative.html' title='Day 4 - To my sibling (closest relative)'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-8560000783950165391</id><published>2010-08-16T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T01:21:40.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BitterSweet Summer</title><content type='html'>Summer is officially over for me.&lt;br /&gt;School begins in a couple hours &amp;amp; I should be getting some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;This summer has been very bittersweet for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of tears, smiles, laughter &amp;amp; stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first want to apologize..&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't keep lying to myself..&amp;nbsp;hoping that one day, everything will be okay again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never wanted to hurt you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My memories of us will never disappear,&lt;br /&gt;but I wish one day, we can look back &amp;amp; reminisce these memories as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I would like to let someone know that I'm going to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;It's because you make me feel like I am the best in the world,&lt;br /&gt;that I'm going to push myself extra hard to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me I'm beautiful the way I am, I believe you.&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss me, I get tingles &amp;amp; butterflies in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;When you hold my hand, I feel safe.&lt;br /&gt;When you hug me, everything feels right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our late night talks seem like they can last forever...&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder to myself why it took so long for me to realize&lt;br /&gt;something that was right in front of me this whole time...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, world.&lt;br /&gt;Jini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-8560000783950165391?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/8560000783950165391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/08/bittersweet-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/8560000783950165391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/8560000783950165391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/08/bittersweet-summer.html' title='BitterSweet Summer'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-8857998946618444402</id><published>2010-08-03T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T12:11:54.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - To my Parents</title><content type='html'>Dear Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can NEVER repay the debt I owe you two.&lt;br /&gt;You have done so much for me that words can't even explain.&lt;br /&gt;What I must do now is to be good and make you guys proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, you gave me life.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who taught me how to be responsible.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who taught me how to eat ^_^&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who will always be there no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who knows when something is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who holds the family together.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who will forever be my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, you taught me how to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one I look up to when dealing with a problem.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who taught me there's no use in crying, live life &amp;amp; move on.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who taught me the value of family.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who taught me how to become a safe driver.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who protects this family.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who no matter what happens will always be on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you both with all of my heart, body &amp;amp; soul.&lt;br /&gt;Now that time is passing us by, it is my turn to take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;You guys made who I am today-- strong, responsible &amp;amp; loves to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be lost without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Me ...&lt;br /&gt;Jini&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-8857998946618444402?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/8857998946618444402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-3-to-my-parents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/8857998946618444402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/8857998946618444402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-3-to-my-parents.html' title='Day 3 - To my Parents'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-6594459147409468305</id><published>2010-07-22T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T02:07:54.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - To my crush</title><content type='html'>Although you may think your actions aren't important,&lt;br /&gt;it's the simplest things you do that touch my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I remember every single one of them ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me your jacket even though it was freezing cold.&lt;br /&gt;You turn around &amp;amp; slow down to check if I'm okay even though you can bike so much faster.&lt;br /&gt;You remember what you owed me even though I didn't remind you.&lt;br /&gt;You came back to apologize even though yelling at me was the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;You treated me to dessert.&lt;br /&gt;You let me hold onto you when I was cold.&lt;br /&gt;You let me put my head on your shoulder when I was tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've done many things for me that may not seem like they would matter.&lt;br /&gt;But to me, you make me feel special with those little actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day, you'll be able to see how special you make me feel :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me ...&lt;br /&gt;Jini&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-6594459147409468305?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/6594459147409468305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-2-to-my-crush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/6594459147409468305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/6594459147409468305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-2-to-my-crush.html' title='Day 2 - To my crush'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-5600138849022930304</id><published>2010-07-21T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T12:31:36.827-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day letter challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best friend'/><title type='text'>30 Day Letter Challenge - Day 1: To my best friend</title><content type='html'>I'm going to start this 30 day letter challenge.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like this is a good way of letting out the emotions I have bottled up inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my best friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I can not thank you enough for everything you've done for me, for the time you've given me, for the effort, patience, and love you've given me. I owe you my life, and I hope by this lifetime, I can pay you back all that you have given me. Without you, I would not be the person that I am today. Without you, I would not have my strength to fight, my will to keep pushing myself, my faith in believing myself, or my morals to do the right now. I know this may sound cheesy, but you are the light that shines the road for me. You open my eyes to see outside the box, to see the broader picture and to understand the world better. I can probably write a book on how much you've influenced me to become a better person, but knowing you, you would probably tell me to go study instead. I truly appreciate everything about you and I would not know what to do without you in my life. Even if we were to separate right now, I'm glad I did know you. Because now I know, if I ever run into predicaments, what I need to do first is "Breathe &amp;amp; Drink Water."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my best friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that keeps me happy in life. I don't ever thank you enough for always putting a smile on my face. You give me a sense of security. Whenever I am with you, I know I am safe and that I can depend on you. You are the greatest friend a person can ever ask for. Whenever I have a problem, you drop everything and immediately come to my side to comfort me. I truly cherish all the time we spend together; whether it's just eating lunch, playing sports, meaningful talks, random talks, reminiscing or working. All the time I spend with you are happy times. If you were to disappear out of my life, I know my days ahead would be a lot less joyful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the both of you with all of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; writing this first post has made me realize how important you two are to me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me...&lt;br /&gt;Jini&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-5600138849022930304?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5600138849022930304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/07/30-day-letter-challenge-day-1-to-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/5600138849022930304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/5600138849022930304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/07/30-day-letter-challenge-day-1-to-my.html' title='30 Day Letter Challenge - Day 1: To my best friend'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-8280198923191620263</id><published>2010-06-21T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:10:03.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='using me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Don't Hold onto Me for Security</title><content type='html'>Everything is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't supposed to get my feelings mixed up into this...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is going according to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm caring too much about you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking too much about you.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't supposed to get hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how everything is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me...&lt;br /&gt;Jini&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-8280198923191620263?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/8280198923191620263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-hold-onto-me-for-security.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/8280198923191620263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/8280198923191620263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-hold-onto-me-for-security.html' title='Don&apos;t Hold onto Me for Security'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-5012982582858134340</id><published>2010-05-23T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T14:45:52.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='may'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heritage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bruno mars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brown eyed girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>들리니 I Need You, I Love You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S_ruYzDO4gI/AAAAAAAAAGc/C5NwyG33B6o/s1600/new+fb+pic.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S_ruYzDO4gI/AAAAAAAAAGc/C5NwyG33B6o/s320/new+fb+pic.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474950406810296834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no see...&lt;br /&gt;The month of May has definitely been full of surprises :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;May is Asian Heritage Month. &amp;amp; we have a fair to celebrate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At the fair, I saw Far East Movement ^_^&amp;amp; won tickets to the BROWN EYED GIRLS, Bruno Mars, &amp;amp; T-Pain concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S_ruaZOZLMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mxTDuWJ37kE/s1600/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S_ruaZOZLMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mxTDuWJ37kE/s320/DSC00699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474950434237525186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bruno Mars is such a cutie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome! But BEG only sang 3 songs. Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least I got to see them right?&lt;br /&gt;It was crazy. As soon as they came out, tears started to flow out of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;They are more beautiful in person than they are in music videos.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to see them again soon ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S_ruYGMBQQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5XMqliKg5w4/s1600/DSC00727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S_ruYGMBQQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5XMqliKg5w4/s320/DSC00727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474950394767556866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Narsha ; Miryo ; Ga-In ; Missing JeA (visa problems)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the show, we got dinner &amp;amp; dessert. I had a banana split~ YUM!&lt;br /&gt;This week is finals week &amp;amp; it felt so good to just relax and spend time with friends over some dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S_ruZfLx4zI/AAAAAAAAAGk/O6Wevqeh7eo/s1600/DSC00752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S_ruZfLx4zI/AAAAAAAAAGk/O6Wevqeh7eo/s320/DSC00752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474950418657305394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;banana split with cookies n cream ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S_ruZ5OhOXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/x2v7iNuMha8/s1600/DSC00747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S_ruZ5OhOXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/x2v7iNuMha8/s320/DSC00747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474950425648118130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my look for the concert ; face looks super white cus of flash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wish me luck on finals! I'll talk to you guys after that :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me ...&lt;br /&gt;Jini&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-5012982582858134340?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5012982582858134340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-need-you-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/5012982582858134340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/5012982582858134340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-need-you-i-love-you.html' title='들리니 I Need You, I Love You...'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S_ruYzDO4gI/AAAAAAAAAGc/C5NwyG33B6o/s72-c/new+fb+pic.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-2875653770305480366</id><published>2010-04-25T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T09:02:46.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public relations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PR'/><title type='text'>Internship!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys :] Long time no.. read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to quickly blog about this internship that I got.&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not trying to brag or anything; just wanted to share.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still unsure what kind of internship this is..&lt;br /&gt;I know it's for PR/marketing, but not sure of the company.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's not a pyramid scheme thing &gt;&lt; Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update on everything when I get home tonight :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me...&lt;br /&gt;Jini&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-2875653770305480366?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2875653770305480366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/04/internship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/2875653770305480366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/2875653770305480366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/04/internship.html' title='Internship!'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-203512840599271173</id><published>2010-03-22T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:56:23.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the Luckiest Girl in the World.</title><content type='html'>There was a time in my life where I kept thinking I was alone.&lt;br /&gt;Especially since college started, I felt that I was losing everybody..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How stupid was that?&lt;br /&gt;I am the LUCKIEST girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;I have so many loving friends that care so much about me &amp;amp; I never even realized that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went by so perfectly. It felt like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to post only a couple of pictures up to give you guys a feel of what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fMLxlNZ8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/CwHnDvlHWaE/s1600-h/DSC00369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fMLxlNZ8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/CwHnDvlHWaE/s320/DSC00369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451550376615307202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my boys&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fMMKlOlyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6yL_wL1wjq8/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fMMKlOlyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6yL_wL1wjq8/s320/DSC00372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451550383326271266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://ternip.blogspot.com/"&gt;Terence&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fMM6-7b0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/lNXWPaXDtY4/s1600-h/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fMM6-7b0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/lNXWPaXDtY4/s320/DSC00386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451550396318969666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fMMirN1II/AAAAAAAAAFk/ozLiWOxpZ3w/s1600-h/DSC00371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fMMirN1II/AAAAAAAAAFk/ozLiWOxpZ3w/s320/DSC00371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451550389793838210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fMNYMV7fI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_vxjrnnziqg/s1600-h/DSC00404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fMNYMV7fI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_vxjrnnziqg/s320/DSC00404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451550404159860210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the restaurant surprised me with a warm chocolate brownie &amp;amp; vanilla ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fOcoIRIpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NoXFZQ9SS-g/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fOcoIRIpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NoXFZQ9SS-g/s320/DSC00429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451552865159029394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;karaoke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fOcNaWQ5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/o9cl5FUSH6A/s1600-h/DSC00459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fOcNaWQ5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/o9cl5FUSH6A/s320/DSC00459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451552857987105682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bestie &amp;amp; I&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fObmi3r2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/gd7Xpw1dy48/s1600-h/DSC00473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fObmi3r2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/gd7Xpw1dy48/s320/DSC00473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451552847553867618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my love &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was seriously the best birthday I could ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;Close friends who love me, perfect weather, perfect service, almost perfect everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all so much.&lt;br /&gt;You guys mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything you've given me&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything you've done for me&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being here&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being my friend&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me...&lt;br /&gt;Jini&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: I'll put a picture of the gifts up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-203512840599271173?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/203512840599271173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-luckiest-girl-in-world.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/203512840599271173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/203512840599271173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-luckiest-girl-in-world.html' title='I am the Luckiest Girl in the World.'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/S6fMLxlNZ8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/CwHnDvlHWaE/s72-c/DSC00369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-527909929522881918</id><published>2010-03-14T23:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:46:23.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cover: Wedding Dress by TaeYang (female version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/uRW0vHaP4hs" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/uRW0vHaP4hs" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you guys enjoy this! I love to sing and create lyrics that I feel would fit the song through my own eyes. Let me know what you think :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me ...&lt;br /&gt;Jini&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-527909929522881918?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/527909929522881918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/03/cover-wedding-dress-by-taeyang-female.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/527909929522881918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/527909929522881918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/03/cover-wedding-dress-by-taeyang-female.html' title='Cover: Wedding Dress by TaeYang (female version)'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-6253427469813351570</id><published>2010-03-11T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:08:30.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Happy Post :)</title><content type='html'>I'm full of happiness and food right now.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I can post about something positive in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my boss, Mandy, took my boyfriend &amp;amp; I out for our birthday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;We went to her friend's restaurant, SUMI (Japanese food.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; "FRESH" is probably the best word to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is super cute. Tiny, cozy, modern, &amp;amp; sleek.&lt;br /&gt;There was probably only 10-15 small (2 person) tables &amp;amp; the bar seating around 5.&lt;br /&gt;Although it was small, the restaurant had a really nice feel to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love raw fish. &amp;amp; almost everything we ate was raw &gt;&lt;"    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we started off with some appetizers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img690.imageshack.us/img690/1971/dsc00174o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;miso soup&lt;/span&gt; (non-packaged ones tastes so much better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img189.imageshack.us/img189/3795/dsc00175ii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simple salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img72.imageshack.us/img72/9900/dsc00176s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fish liver wrapped with raw fish topped with miso sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img412.imageshack.us/img412/7475/dsc00177d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img10.imageshack.us/img10/4383/dsc00178cy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fish liver appetizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img202.imageshack.us/img202/3246/dsc00179l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uni and ebi nigiri&lt;/span&gt; (yummy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/5694/dsc00180c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raw queen clam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img63.imageshack.us/img63/128/dsc00181sr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deep fried ebi head&lt;/span&gt; (light &amp;amp; crunchy, like shrimp chips)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img682.imageshack.us/img682/9339/dsc00182zl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/1002/dsc00183ru.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Obama-hama&lt;/span&gt; (hamachi &amp;amp; cilantro-- SO GOOD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/6042/dsc00184zf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salmon with scallop on top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img714.imageshack.us/img714/2989/dsc00186oe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unagi tempura don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img46.imageshack.us/img46/998/dsc00187n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;self explained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img62.imageshack.us/img62/162/dsc00188o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jack &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img705.imageshack.us/img705/4001/dsc00190g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chocolate creme brulee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img190.imageshack.us/img190/6268/dsc00191hh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweet piggy &amp;amp; angry piggy&lt;/span&gt; from Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a simple dinner like this can make me forget about the worries in the world.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, who you have dinner with is important too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful to have been able to meet Mandy :)&lt;br /&gt;Because of her, she has opened many opportunities for me&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I will never forget what she has done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until it's her birthday, so I can treat her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me ...&lt;br /&gt;Jini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-6253427469813351570?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/6253427469813351570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-first-happy-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/6253427469813351570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/6253427469813351570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-first-happy-post.html' title='My First Happy Post :)'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-5904197333253955455</id><published>2010-03-04T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:33:17.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My fault...?</title><content type='html'>No matter how hard I try, it just seems like I'm slowly losing everyone important around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until now, I had always thought, "It's their problem. THEY are the ones that changed."&lt;br /&gt;I never stopped to think... Maybe it's my fault. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I didn't try hard enough. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I didn't care about them enough. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I took them for granted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's done is done. &lt;br /&gt;We can't go back and change the past. &lt;br /&gt;And I absolutely refuse to conform to your ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secretly inside... It still hurts. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the old days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my blog can be a more happy place,&lt;br /&gt;instead of a place where I write all my sad, sappy tales. &lt;br /&gt;Remember how I said I wanted to start some FOTD stuff?&lt;br /&gt;I really need to stop procrastinating and just do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me...&lt;br /&gt;Jini&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-5904197333253955455?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5904197333253955455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-fault.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/5904197333253955455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/5904197333253955455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-fault.html' title='My fault...?'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-8028882729048224054</id><published>2010-02-17T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T16:29:35.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Miss You...</title><content type='html'>Life comes and goes.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to think rationally like that&lt;br /&gt;when the life that goes is someone close to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we were never really close&lt;br /&gt;is why I feel like I haven't done my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last moments, I just wanted to see you laugh &amp;amp; smile again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing someone suffering,&lt;br /&gt;and not being able to help is the most painful thing to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least now, you don't have to suffer anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a person is dying, I wonder, what are the thoughts fill their heads?&lt;br /&gt;Their family? Their jobs? Their pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate everyone around you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't take anyone for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've learned from your life lived is to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;You're one of the strongest fighters in the world&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I, too, will become strong so I can move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bittersweet endings...&lt;br /&gt;Jini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-8028882729048224054?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/8028882729048224054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/02/ill-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/8028882729048224054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/8028882729048224054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/02/ill-miss-you.html' title='I&apos;ll Miss You...'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-5220925562116580864</id><published>2010-02-14T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T17:51:22.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Used to Be..</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Years!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Happy Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I looked forward to each Chinese New Years&lt;br /&gt;isn't any red envelope with money or anything of that sort.&lt;br /&gt;It was waking up in the morning, and hearing the Chinese New Year songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although each year, it's the same music, same lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;it was still special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each year passes, I feel as if the tradition of Chinese New Years is decaying.&lt;br /&gt;The fairs aren't as lively, things don't look as red as they should..&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I even painted my nails red to try to get more into the mood of Chinese New Years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's happening to us?&lt;br /&gt;I wish things were like before, when things were more simple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my Grandma would take me out to the fair, &amp;amp; I would have the time of my life&lt;br /&gt;When my parents would watch Chinese New Year shows with me&lt;br /&gt;When the scariest thing to me was only firecrackers,&lt;br /&gt;now I know there are far more scarier things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things..&lt;br /&gt;even though seem so simple, are so important.&lt;br /&gt;I regret the fact that I didn't appreciate them when I had them.&lt;br /&gt;I regret the fact that I had to grow up,&lt;br /&gt;and not realize who the important people in my life are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep wishing and reminiscing in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I need to appreciate what I have now, and try to repair broken relationships.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all a life of good health, great fortune, and dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me ..&lt;br /&gt;Jini&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-5220925562116580864?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5220925562116580864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-used-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/5220925562116580864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/5220925562116580864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-used-to-be.html' title='What Used to Be..'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-376501029216680745</id><published>2010-01-10T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:23:27.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand New Start</title><content type='html'>I guess it's time for me to write down all my New Year's resolutions, huh?&lt;br /&gt;But instead of doing that, what my cousin said is right..&lt;br /&gt;"Why can't you start today? Just because the year changes, doesn't mean everything else does."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone who reads this will realize it's time to get up and do something.&lt;br /&gt;No planning, no procrastinating. If you are, then "you're just behind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, how did you all spend your New Year's?&lt;br /&gt;I spent it at work, with friends. Surprisingly, it was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;Once we counted down, we popped open our Apple Cider, and had our first frozen yogurt shot of the year.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I like about us. There's no need for alcohol for us to have fun with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might actually make this blog not just about my feelings anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'll begin to put up FOTD (face of the day), and fashion stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring semester is about to start again..&lt;br /&gt;This winter break has passed by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update soon with a better post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Jini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-376501029216680745?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/376501029216680745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/01/brand-new-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/376501029216680745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/376501029216680745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2010/01/brand-new-start.html' title='Brand New Start'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-6695058113087081429</id><published>2009-11-22T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:19:04.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Verdict ..</title><content type='html'>I'm really really really sorry I haven't updated in so long.&lt;br /&gt;Finals are coming up soon, and Spring semester will be here before I know it.&lt;br /&gt;So, I've taken the time to choose classes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems kind of dumb that I'm taking so long to choose classes,&lt;br /&gt;but this upcoming semester will determine what I'm going to major in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much narrowed it down to two choices already:&lt;br /&gt;-Neurology: specializing in strokes and anxiety&lt;br /&gt;-Business Management: hoping to open my own shop/restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, the two majors have absolutely nothing in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I study neurology, I would be doing something I should do.&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way I can help others to never experience the feelings I get,&lt;br /&gt;and to prevent others from ever having to suffer from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;But if I study business, I would be doing something I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;I long for critique of my creations. I adore people. I love to interact.&lt;br /&gt;The reason why it's so hard for me to make this decision is because I don't want to regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, but I've pretty much made my decision already,&lt;br /&gt;and this is the first decision that I'll be making for my adult life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to be around all the warmth that used to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me ..&lt;br /&gt;Jini&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-6695058113087081429?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/6695058113087081429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-verdict.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/6695058113087081429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/6695058113087081429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-verdict.html' title='My First Verdict ..'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-3743156420149462684</id><published>2009-10-08T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:58:22.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck Heartless Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is something I don't understand in this world .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; I guess it could be kind of political, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but it connects with me on a personal level .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why can't a person who doesn't feel well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just go into a doctor's office and seek medical help,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;without worrying about money ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aren't doctors supposed to be helping others ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't they follow their dream to be a doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because of their passion to help others ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't FUCKING understand it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why is it that a person that is UNWELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;has to COUGH UP $30 just to see a heartless doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;who gives medical advice like, "Just sleep more, eat healthier, &amp;amp; exercise."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SERIOUSLY, I did NOT need to fucking pay you $30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for something I could have fucking told myself !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are there ANY doctors that actually CARE for people now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How can MONEY blind somebody's heart so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that they won't even bother to let you come into their office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;without health insurance, or money for "co-payment" ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What the fuck am I paying health insurance for, if I have to pay co-payment ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't even fucking start with me about doctors need to get paid too .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THEY MAKE ENOUGH FUCKING MONEY EVERY YEAR .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;EVER THINK ABOUT HOW MUCH THEY SAVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CUS THEY DON'T NEED PAY CO-PAYMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHENEVER THEY NEED TO SEE THEMSELVES FOR MEDICAL HELP ?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are even thinking about being a doctor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you better be fucking passionate about HELPING people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and not just in it for the fuck damn money .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If not, then you should just go fuck yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because you'll end up being one of those useless assfucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;who get paid for doing no fucking thing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-3743156420149462684?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/3743156420149462684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/10/fuck-heartless-money.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/3743156420149462684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/3743156420149462684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/10/fuck-heartless-money.html' title='Fuck Heartless Money'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-61473137763848927</id><published>2009-09-20T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T12:07:27.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity: a careless night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Simple moments can make such an important imprint on your heart .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The other night I went out with my two best friends .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing special . To be honest, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't even remember why we decided to go out .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We ran into a friend who works at a sushi restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; he offered us some food . Of course, we declined .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Later, we get a call from him telling us he brought us food -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was so sweet of him &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Soon after, I find us sitting on someone's doorsteps, the sun is almost set,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;drinking our miso soups, eating our seaweed salad &amp;amp; sushi .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love times like these ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All the problems in the world just seem to melt with the sun .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing in the world mattered, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;except who was going to get the last piece of sushi . Haha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After that, we decided to go get ice cream .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We ended up standing at a street corner .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laughing, eating ice cream, sharing ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It felt like I was back in time ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when just sharing a simple ice cream with friends was special .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The time we spent together seemed to go by so fast .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It felt like it was just yesterday that I left childhood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and started to grow up and really live .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like it was just last week that I realize how important best friends are .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is dedicated to someone really special:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're gone now . A new chapter of your life is starting to unfold .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm going to miss you, but I realize I can't be the one to hold you back .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even though, I want you to stay .. It's time for me to stop being dependent .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You have always been the one to push me to the fullest .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, whenever I'm in doubt, I'll hear your voice telling me to just do it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Although we're in different places, our friendship will always be strong .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Promise me one thing: Don't Forget Our Memories .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jini &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-61473137763848927?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/61473137763848927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/09/simplicity-careless-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/61473137763848927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/61473137763848927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/09/simplicity-careless-night.html' title='Simplicity: a careless night'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-633098446391016830</id><published>2009-08-17T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:46:05.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure, Innocent Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Summer has officially ended for me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First day of school was today ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought it was alright, but it all just seemed to relax .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mm, maybe it just hasn't gotten to me yet that I'm in college now .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I went camping for the first time in my life, finally .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We collected rocks . Haha, that probably sounds weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but the rocks were actually really pretty .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just doing simple things like that can still put a smile to my face .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It just goes to show you that laughter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;doesn't have to be complex .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No matter how complicated and dark your life can be;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a simple laughter can make it brighter ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The campsite was beautiful .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There was absolutely no city life around there .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nature just on its own; pure, innocent beauty .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I finally got to see the sunset, in real life .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was hard to just stare at it because it was so bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but the glow of the sun was so calming ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I couldn't keep my eyes off it,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;until the sun pretty just fell into the ocean .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At night, the sky was even more beautiful ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love looking at stars in the city .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friend just laughs and goes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" You think those are pretty . Just wait til you go camping . "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; he was right . I was surrounded by the stars .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saw a couple of shooting stars as well--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't have enough time to make a wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because I was so captivated by them . ( plus they were really fast )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Recently, I went to a fair to celebrate J-Pop culture .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My friend &amp;amp; I shared two mini-cupcakes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thai Tea and Lemon Basil Blueberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All I have to say is, WOW .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, the thai tea one needed a bit more intensity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but the lemon basil blueberry was amazing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm really sad I don't remember what their company was called .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I would share it with everyone if I knew .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Doesn't the name of the cupcake just sound wonderful ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On a side note, I work as a salesperson ( food ) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A couple came in to order, and they only had AmEx, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but we don't accept those cards .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I told them, " You guys can just come back later . We close @ 11 . "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They said they lived close by, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; I guess I just thought humans had a better heart ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, they didn't come back;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;however, a couple weeks later, they came in to order .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I recognized them, &amp;amp; I served them horribly .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Giving them as small portions as I could,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; giving them the biggest attitude a server could without getting fired .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, after that, I didn't feel satisfied ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so when they came in for the third time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I decided to just let it go . What's the point ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being mean isn't going to help me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or make me feel better . So I was nice to them .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We ended up laughing about something . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That, that actually made me feel better;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a better human being .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But, yes, I naively believed that they would come back with money .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On August 8, 2009, the moon was red .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was the most beautiful state I've ever seen the moon in ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jini&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-633098446391016830?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/633098446391016830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/08/pure-innocent-beauty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/633098446391016830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/633098446391016830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/08/pure-innocent-beauty.html' title='Pure, Innocent Beauty'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-8409803682843906750</id><published>2009-08-03T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:27:07.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I recently went to my K-8th Grade Reunion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; wow, let me just say, it was SUPER fun .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the way there, I have to admit, I was a bit nervous seeing everyone again .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But once I got there, I was welcomed with a giant hug from Ellie ( &lt;em&gt;best friend&lt;/em&gt; ) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tears came to my eyes as I realized we haven't seen each other in four years .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was nice; probably because we knew ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We knew everything in the past was in the past .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; what mattered now, was the friendship we had and the friendship we will have .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Funny, but the ones close to me during school didn't really change at all ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sitting at the dinner table, we ended up laughing about the same old things .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Those kinds of memories will never vanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and will forever be cherished ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because in order to stay in our hearts for four years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; still be hilarious now, it has to be pretty important right ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Others, however, changed so much that it's surprising ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I mean, we weren't close or anything but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just can't believe some one can become so different in a period of time .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the serious side though, I have to mention this--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;most of the parents back then always thought &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; was the bad one .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The one doing drugs, partying all the time, having sex non-stop, etc .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hah, I want to laugh at their stupidity ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because it turns out, it's their own that is "bad" .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel bad for them but at the same time, I feel wickedly amused that the very thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they feared will happen to their children &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;actually happened to their children without my help .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watching the Food Network makes me hungry ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jini&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-8409803682843906750?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/8409803682843906750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-memories.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/8409803682843906750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/8409803682843906750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-memories.html' title='Sweet Memories'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-764389964593132055</id><published>2009-07-29T16:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:06:01.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a While ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm being way too lazy ..&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've been back from China for two months already,&lt;br /&gt;but reality is, I've only been back for two weeks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China computers wouldn't let me go on to blogger.com .&lt;br /&gt;But it's alright, not much happened anyway .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brief description of China:&lt;br /&gt;Cheap clothes, cheap but delicious food, takoyaki everyday, nonstop haggling, new friends, new sights, new hair, ruined hair, free hair (cut, dye, perm, wash), over 40 mosquitoe bites (assholes), changing from transportation to transportation, won 60 HKD in Macau slots, etc etc etc &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(( EDIT )) Fucking blogger deleted half of my original post . Shitheads !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It feels nice to be back though . Even a bit of relief ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Seeing familiar faces, knowing where to go, having that security of being home ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah, that's what I missed when I was in China .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Coming back, I was kind of scared that things might've changed .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not much has changed but just the little things that matter have .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Some &lt;strong&gt;thing&lt;/strong&gt; is just not the same ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm definitely going to miss China though; I already do .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I mean, after I get tired of all the clothes I bought .. where am I going to buy cheap clothes ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, Mint recently invited me to watch the Vamps live with her cus she had extra free tickets .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was so crowded, I couldn't really see Hyde or Kaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's why I mainly focused on Ju-Ken .. the bass player .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;During the whole time, everyone around me was jumping up and down to the music;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I mostly just stood there, mesmerized, gazing just at Ju-Ken .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hyde, of course, was a cutie . Especially when he said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"I bought lots of clothes .. Do you know why ? Because it is very .. cold here .."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He also said he liked SF because we have HYDE street :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kaz was cute too . Too bad he was on the other side ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But during one of the songs, Ju-Ken brought out this awesome looking electric cello .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He is so amazingly talented ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;His energy, and his passion with the bass and the cello ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;left me completely paralyzed watching him ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just watching him play and rock out .. is kind of orgasmic .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I hope they'll have another USA tour soon after this one ends .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ahh .. it's 5~ I should start getting ready . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love me .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jini&lt;3&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/1938475485202218357-764389964593132055?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/764389964593132055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/764389964593132055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/764389964593132055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While ..'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938475485202218357.post-9085800579804513860</id><published>2009-06-09T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:46:58.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fresh Start ..~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think this is my first time having my &lt;b&gt;own&lt;/b&gt; blog other than Xanga ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway it's around 8:40 now;&lt;br /&gt;there's leftovers next to me ..&lt;br /&gt;Dad's still sleeping .&lt;br /&gt;Mom's doing housework, as usual .&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like &lt;i&gt;crying&lt;/i&gt; yet ..&lt;br /&gt;Like how I didn't feel like crying at graduation yesterday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's not the point of this .&lt;br /&gt;I thought of starting this blog a long time ago,&lt;br /&gt;but just didn't know how to begin ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I planned a trip to China~&lt;br /&gt;Why not start this blog off with a bang, right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I'm leaving for China soon :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited, nervous, and scared at the same time .&lt;br /&gt;I've never been there &amp;amp; I'm not traveling with my parents -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the trip, I'll be updating ;D&lt;br /&gt;See you guys soon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Me ..&lt;br /&gt;Jini&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: The blogger template will be changed .&lt;br /&gt;About me will be entered .&lt;br /&gt;Everything is under construction . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938475485202218357-9085800579804513860?l=jinixnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/feeds/9085800579804513860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/06/fresh-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/9085800579804513860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938475485202218357/posts/default/9085800579804513860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinixnana.blogspot.com/2009/06/fresh-start.html' title='A Fresh Start ..~'/><author><name>JiNi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538278605118080436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZWUd64GnA0/TEgLKfW1EHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Bs6U2rz2occ/S220/DSC00748.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
