<?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-8691439426603872911</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:44:40.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over This Rainbow</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Little Miss Plumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660224118984456442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691439426603872911.post-3883806448471898778</id><published>2007-08-20T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T18:14:41.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Die Rear Symptoms.</title><content type='html'>I'm havin diarrhea now! I'm sure Geri knows how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;It's true, diarrhea = die, rear!&lt;br /&gt;That was just a thought that appeared in my mind after having gone to the toilet many times. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Jank&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691439426603872911-3883806448471898778?l=over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/3883806448471898778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691439426603872911&amp;postID=3883806448471898778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/3883806448471898778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/3883806448471898778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/2007/08/die-rear-symptoms.html' title='Die Rear Symptoms.'/><author><name>Little Miss Plumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660224118984456442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691439426603872911.post-2102486342773263464</id><published>2007-08-13T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T22:48:36.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple...?</title><content type='html'>Just been to an aneroxic girl's webby, as shown by Alice. Well, it surely makes me feel like starving myself(though I know it's stupid)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... An Apple a day keeps the doctor away, huh? Then maybe an apple a day it shall be then, just an apple a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Maybe Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Jank&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691439426603872911-2102486342773263464?l=over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/2102486342773263464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691439426603872911&amp;postID=2102486342773263464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/2102486342773263464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/2102486342773263464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/2007/08/apple.html' title='Apple...?'/><author><name>Little Miss Plumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660224118984456442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691439426603872911.post-1976050726343288709</id><published>2007-08-04T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T08:00:36.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>How come I feel so deprived of social life after looking at some of my friends' friendster pics? I feel so lonely all of a sudden. So sad, suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;I turn to retail therapy, but it's no use. After the spending, many thoughts come into my mind again. And it's confusing me. Why do things have to be so confusing?&lt;br /&gt;Am I not someone nice? Why do I see so many people with bad characters having happy lives? They have people to care for them, but who cares about me?&lt;br /&gt;My best friends don't even ask about me. Some friends make use of me.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I bother staying happy? Do people really only care about pretty people? What should I do then? When I need people to talk to, I always call them at the wrong time. Then what should I do to change this?&lt;br /&gt;Is it truly me? Is it truly my problem that no one cares?&lt;br /&gt;Who reads what I write here anyway? Bull shit. Everything's bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;If you're not pretty, people don't even bother if you die.&lt;br /&gt;... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm on the way to slipping back into depression again.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't let it come, please don't.&lt;br /&gt;Happy thoughts, think happy thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Jank&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691439426603872911-1976050726343288709?l=over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1976050726343288709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691439426603872911&amp;postID=1976050726343288709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/1976050726343288709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/1976050726343288709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Little Miss Plumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660224118984456442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691439426603872911.post-7822058896370594092</id><published>2007-08-04T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T07:30:33.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleah.</title><content type='html'>Kenny has been nice. He praised me everytime he saw me. Saying how much prettier i've become and how much slimmer and slimmer i've become. I thank him. But somehow I don't think it's true.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, from the last time I saw him and his colleagues(they're my hairstylists), I've actually gained weight. But still, I'm happy. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;But I mustn't let this small achievement get to my head, and start bingeing all over again. I MUST LOSE MORE! yay.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I must say I actually am quite pleased with how I look like, except for my D.C. though.But human beings are never content.&lt;br /&gt;Being random, I suddenly feel like saying this. I love GOD! =)&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i'm going to the church. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Jank&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691439426603872911-7822058896370594092?l=over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/7822058896370594092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691439426603872911&amp;postID=7822058896370594092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/7822058896370594092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/7822058896370594092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/2007/08/bleah.html' title='Bleah.'/><author><name>Little Miss Plumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660224118984456442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691439426603872911.post-1293340541384315142</id><published>2007-07-18T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T06:38:36.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being free at last?</title><content type='html'>Today I informed my in-charge that I couldn't report for work, due to a rashes outbreak on my arms and legs. Just as I expected, I was allergic to sunscreen lotion. As these few days, the only different thing I've been applying on my skin is the sunscreen lotion. SO... since i'm allergic, I am not suitable for production work. So today, I had a talk with the top boss of the department, and we both decided to have a mutual termination of the contract, waiving the one-month notice. Well, I guess it's something good too. At least i've experienced it and I know it doesn't suit me.&lt;br /&gt;Many things I deem unacceptable happened within the short span of 7 days I was in this company. I will not go into details, but all I can say is that behind all the glamour on screen, is alot of hard work put.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, a few times I helped them walk to and fro the screen(extras a.k.a what we call, keh-leh-feh). So, if you watch the first 7 episodes of "Huang Jin Lu" that will be released on channel 8 this coming december, you might be able to catch glimpses of me. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm gonna have to find another job. Hopefully i'll like my next job. At least better than this one. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scurries off in glee from being free at last and itch from the rashes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Jank&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691439426603872911-1293340541384315142?l=over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1293340541384315142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691439426603872911&amp;postID=1293340541384315142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/1293340541384315142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/1293340541384315142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/2007/07/being-free-at-last.html' title='Being free at last?'/><author><name>Little Miss Plumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660224118984456442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691439426603872911.post-3133557815996557748</id><published>2007-07-10T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T07:48:14.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss my SH desk. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Jank&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691439426603872911-3133557815996557748?l=over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/3133557815996557748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691439426603872911&amp;postID=3133557815996557748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/3133557815996557748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/3133557815996557748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-miss-my-sh-desk.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Plumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660224118984456442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691439426603872911.post-2957025747487478865</id><published>2007-07-06T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:56:57.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My stomach hurts damn bad.&lt;br /&gt;zzZZzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Jank&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691439426603872911-2957025747487478865?l=over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/2957025747487478865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691439426603872911&amp;postID=2957025747487478865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/2957025747487478865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/2957025747487478865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-stomach-hurts-damn-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Plumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660224118984456442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691439426603872911.post-1689949984107131712</id><published>2007-06-27T05:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T05:50:14.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just saw this on Cynthia's blog, and I think it's quite interesting, so let's give it a try! -_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; Freaking Rowdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;Loves to flirt but in a way of joking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;N:&lt;/span&gt; One of the best damn bf/gf anyone could ask for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;E:&lt;/span&gt; Freaking beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;L:&lt;/span&gt; best smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hahaha! Rowdy? Hmmm.. I don't know. Maybe last time la. hahaha. Loves to flirt but in a way of joking? *Silence* One of the best damn GF? OF COURSE. At least I know i'll be. lol. I say it with capital letters somemore ok. hahaha. Freaking Beautiful? I'm beautiful to myself can already lor. Best Smile? lol. Now what do you know... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A:Loves to flirt but in a way of joking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;B:Popular with all types of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;C: weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;D: Has one of the best personalitiesever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E: Freaking beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;F: People wild and crazy adore you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;G: Never let people tell you what todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;H: Easy to fall in love with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I: LOVES TO LAUGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;J: Freaking Rowdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;K: Really silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;L: best smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;M: Makes dating fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;N: One of the best damn bf/gf anyonecould ask for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O: Loved by everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P: Popular with all types of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Q: A hypocrite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;R: Good Gf/Bf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;S: the best person anyone could have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;T: great kisser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;U: Gets hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;V: Not judgmental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;W: Very broad minded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;X: Never let people tell you what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Y: Is a freak when it comes to parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Z: Lives life for fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;xoxo Jank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691439426603872911-1689949984107131712?l=over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1689949984107131712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691439426603872911&amp;postID=1689949984107131712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/1689949984107131712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/1689949984107131712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/5.html' title='# 5'/><author><name>Little Miss Plumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660224118984456442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691439426603872911.post-1042002121451795529</id><published>2007-06-26T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T05:38:34.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#4</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Yours truly&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand, strolling on the beach while the sunset rays fall on our face. Night arrives and we're seated with my head leaning against your shoulder. I shut my eyes and wonder how nice it must be to stay like this forever. You stroke my hair and tell me gently that you love me, the stars aplenty seem like little shining ornaments to the huge brightly lit moon that fills up the dark sky, lighting up our dark night. We chat and we laugh, sipping white wine from the glass and lying in each other's embrace. The stars smile, and the moon shines brightly for us. As the ocean waves hit the shores gently, it plays a soft romantic melody for us. The melody of nature, the melody of sweet romantic love. Is this truly happening? A shooting star whizzes past the beautifully lit night sky, and both of us makes a wish. After making the wish we both open our eyes and turned to each other. We smiled sheepishly at each other. His gaze slowly set upon my eyes, and mine on his, too. We blushed a little, then slowly we pulled closer, and shared our very first kiss. The mild touch of the meaning of life; The kiss of true love. The shooting star, though only appearing for a short while, has already made a significance in both of our lives. As it carries our wishes.. the wish we made for each other. The wishes for the both of us to stay in love like this, forever. =)&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. yeah, I'm quite bored. But oh well, just scribbling some random thoughts. I doubt this would ever happen to me anyways, so I'm writing it down. lol. Don't we always write our dreams and wishes down? So yepp, here it is. My dream date. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Jank&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691439426603872911-1042002121451795529?l=over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/1042002121451795529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691439426603872911&amp;postID=1042002121451795529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/1042002121451795529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/1042002121451795529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/4_26.html' title='#4'/><author><name>Little Miss Plumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660224118984456442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691439426603872911.post-8734395869166496051</id><published>2007-06-06T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T09:31:53.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 3: Smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday I was a little disappointed with myself, so I was feeling quite terrible. I know I did badly, and knowing the steps to improve myself, I do not know how to take the first step. What happened yesterday's the past, and it's better to just let things lay down and not rake it up again sometimes. Maybe I will not get a chance to see sunshine guy again! hahaha. It's okay. It's always been so, that any one I fancy, I will not have a chance to see again. So I guess that was where my major disappointment came from anyways. But I consoled myself with a macdonald happy meal delivery! Happy meal comes with either one of the eight Shrek 3 collectables, and I hoped to get the puss in boots. But you see, I don't get to choose the toy when it's a delivery. But anyways, I still got the one I wanted. Hopefully I really get to do what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not good to think too much, positively or negatively. It's best just finding something to do just to fill up the empty spaces in your brain when you're totally lonely, so you won't think too much. I just gave that advice to my friend in camp, and he thanked me for it. But I don't know if he understood what I meant. Sometimes I don't even know if I actually know what I'm talking about. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it's that I don't want to think too much and misunderstand the actions of this person, so much so that it'll spoil the friendship between us. So I choose to be stupid and not pick up certain unknowingly dropped hints that I see, I just act... stupid. Yah. Or may be I'm just overly sensitive. I hope so. Maybe I shouldn't hang out with this friend of mine too often.. I don't want my actions of concern towards this friend of mine to become a misunderstanding for something else.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've also learnt something a few days ago, sometimes when we don't get things that we want, it may not always be a misfortune. You wouldn't know it, but it could very much be a blessing in disguise. So whenever things don't go my way, thinking about this few lines can really help me think things a little more positively. So yepp, just wanted to share. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful lyrics: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nat King Cole - Smile&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Smile though your heart is aching&lt;br /&gt;Smile even though its breaking&lt;br /&gt;When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by&lt;br /&gt;If you smile through your fear and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You'll see the sun come shining through for you&lt;br /&gt;Light up your face with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Hide every trace of sadness&lt;br /&gt;Although a tear may be ever so near&lt;br /&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying&lt;br /&gt;Smile, whats the use of crying?&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile&lt;br /&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying&lt;br /&gt;Smile, whats the use of crying?&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile...&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did a tribute to TVB using Nat King Cole's "Smile". I really like this song. Check it out and let me know what you think! =)&lt;br /&gt;It's just a simple tribute. So, yepp. Just enjoy. Bleah. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=aSi4xO6EbMs"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=aSi4xO6EbMs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song I'm Listening to now: Smile by Nat King Cole&lt;br /&gt;Favourite exercise for the week: Body Combat ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Jank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691439426603872911-8734395869166496051?l=over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/8734395869166496051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691439426603872911&amp;postID=8734395869166496051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/8734395869166496051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/8734395869166496051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/3-smile.html' title='# 3: Smile.'/><author><name>Little Miss Plumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660224118984456442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691439426603872911.post-809762141075461846</id><published>2007-06-02T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T03:08:40.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wowee~! Yesterday I had a fun time out with Adeline. We watched Shrek 3 together, and I really love the cat. It was totally cute lar. Lol. And I cannot believe that Cameron Diaz was playing as Fiona. Didn't sound like her leh. Lol. And Justin Timberlake was Arthie! Rrrright. Really didn't sound like him la. It sounded more like a cute college boy. Lol. Anyways, I love the 3 little pigs. So so damn cute. Gonna look for their wallpapers after posting this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After watching the movie, we headed to Wisma to collect my blue vest from Fashion.Lab. Fashion Lab has really nice clothes, go check it out people! And it's 20% off storewide. Yepp. ^^ Of course, we didn't pass up the chance to shop at forever21 as well. But, I didn't buy anything from forever21 cos the staff attitude there totally sucks big time. When I buy things, I buy their attitude as well. And even if their clothes are splendidly done, I will not buy from them at all. Poof. Even though you're damn tired, don't spell it out on your face. Showing that you're tired, it's not as bad as showing every customer how much you want to go home, or showing an irritated face everytime customer asks you a question. Wanna show face, go be towkay la! Don't be retail staff, spoil business only. As your customer I don't show face to you, you better already be smiling to yourself ok. Stupid. The sale at Zara was so much more busier, but their staff was still more polite than you all lar. At least a little more. Argh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You all really think that customer service means the customer has to provide service to you ah? Tootttt. Anyway, let's just hope they'll meet sales staff like themselves everytime they go shopping. Puuf. See if you like how that feels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Luckily, after the TERRIBLE experience with the customer service at Forever21(Wisma), and I mean "customer service", I went to Giordano Concept store, and the sun was shining brightly again! hahaha. Guys working there were cute! lol. Especially this guy named John. lol. His eyes sparkle when he looks at you! ^^ Think I shall drop by more often over there. lol. His smile is nice, too. Really. =) Thank you for stopping by to brighten my day though you didn't have to do anything, John! HAHA. -_- Well, at least they provide good customer service. And there was this female hongkonger who was really helpful, and I got a cool black jacket from there. The girls working there are very nice and friendly too. Totally happy with my purchase. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After that wonderful giordano visit, we proceeded to Zara. It was hectic and crazy there, though they weren't involved in the GSS, but "cos-it's-gss-everything's-cheap" women swarmed the place and there were a few cute guys waiting for their girlfriends there too. =) Met some koreans in the store, and it's like they were "tsk-ing" in disgust of how crazy women dug at the clothes, and clothes flew everywhere, all messy. It felt like an expensive air-conditioned pasar malam. Zara staff were sighing and complaining to each other in front of customers how tired and crazy the people were. The Zara security guard was feeling so bored, wondering how could these women shop and shop for whole day and never bought anything. Anyway, I bought a pair of white pants and a white basic collar shirt there. The whole bloody thing costed a whopping 150 bucks! Puuf. I'm spending money that I haven't earned. lol. Oh well. BUT, I still like what I bought la. Yippee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Another thing, I realised that some shops only sell barbie doll sized clothings. How can normal people fit into it?! One store was so weird, they only sold sizes from Xs to S. I mean, come on. You're making clothes for primary school students or the aneroxic issit.  And when I say S, the cutting is even smaller than the normal S. Which is like, okay. Whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After yesterday, I looked into my bank account and I realised I'm totally clean! Clean of the stench of money! And I actually still wanted to buy this nice white ballerina pumps I saw at Le Coq Sportif. And this nice "heart locking heart" necklace I saw at bits and pieces. Any one wanna volunteer to buy me an early birthday gift? ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Songs currently practising: Over the Rainbow short piano piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Totally love the way how I could display total Jank-emo-ness in this song. =) Will put up a vid of me playing it someday, if I ever get it done like Mozart. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;xoxo Jank&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691439426603872911-809762141075461846?l=over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/809762141075461846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691439426603872911&amp;postID=809762141075461846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/809762141075461846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/809762141075461846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/2007/06/2.html' title='# 2'/><author><name>Little Miss Plumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660224118984456442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691439426603872911.post-2258079869852939414</id><published>2007-05-29T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:17:24.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over this Rainbow #1</title><content type='html'>Ahh... I changed blogs again! And this time, I actually took time to personalize it. Yippee~! I changed all the tabs and the main picture, put all of my stuff and of course, still credited the person who so-called, only created the layout. ^^ Whatever! The reason why I named this blog over-this-rainbow is cos I really love rainbows.(I used to really love the Moon, now I still do, but rainbows are my favourite! YAY!) The existance of rainbows really mean so much to me. Cos I believe that everytime whenever I'm troubled and I see a rainbow, God's trying to tell not only me, but to everyone, "Hang in there, my child. After the dark clouds and the stormy rain, beautiful things will come into sight. Persist, don't give up and you'll be able to see the silver lining amongst the rain clouds." ^^ That's how I perceive rainbows, so I really cherish the times whenever I get to see one in the sky. And naturally I become happier and it helps me to see things in a more positive way too! Oh well. Whatever makes me happy, yes I know. ^^&lt;br /&gt;After having said this, try to guess my favourite song! Think you might already have guessed it. Love the lyrics too. It's totally meaningful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm so into dancing recently. For the past few months, I've been dancing at home in front of the computer to slim down. And I slimmed down a hefty 12 kilos just by dancing! And I still ate my favourite foods. ^^ However, I'm still not slim yet. OH well, no woman would ever be contented with her own figure lar, no matter how skeletoney(Yeah, I came up with that) she looks like. But I'm no where near skeletoney! Still overweight. So sad. But it's okay. I'll give myself a few more months to prove to myself that I can slim down much more. YAY! How courageous it must be for a woman to admit to the world that she is fat. Lol. I've been going to watch movies alone recently, it's totally fun lar. And I don't mind the weird looks that those movie cashiers(what a word.) give me when I say I just need one ticket. Maybe they don't believe that I don't have a date lar. HAHAHAHA! -.- So BHB. I know. Why, why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister says that when a person feels confident and proud of herself, she'll look good naturally. Not too much of BHB-ness, but I guess her natural charm will take over the looks or figure that she doesn't have, still attracting more attention than ever. So yepp! I don't have the looks, and the bod, but I can practise to become more BHB! YAY! But please remind me in case it gets too much. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally lovin' myself right now, and trying to enjoy everyday happily. Though I still haven't gotten a job, but... oh well! Hope I find one soon! I don't think I'll ever be able to find someone in this lifetime, but never mind! I will work hard to earn lots of money! YAY! A career-minded woman just like Sandra... WoohoO! She's my idol when I was still working in Starhub. =) She still very much is an idol of mine now. I will work hard to become like Sandra! Yippee! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance Currently Practicing: Rain's "I'm Coming"&lt;br /&gt;Totally love this song, and Rain's hot bod and his cool dance moves. But I still don't like him! YAY! Just his bod, just his bod. Super sexy, guess this is what I define as having a good bod for guys. Woohoo! Hey, I know, very sterotypical right? Just look at bod only. But girls can look at guys just like the way guys look at girls okay. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Jank&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691439426603872911-2258079869852939414?l=over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/feeds/2258079869852939414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691439426603872911&amp;postID=2258079869852939414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/2258079869852939414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691439426603872911/posts/default/2258079869852939414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://over-this-rainbow.blogspot.com/2007/05/over-this-rainbow-1.html' title='Over this Rainbow #1'/><author><name>Little Miss Plumpkin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660224118984456442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
