﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Jacqui13's Xanga</title><link>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Jacqui13</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>blog move!</title><link>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/715362879/blog-move/</link><guid>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/715362879/blog-move/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 17:30:08 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hello everyone! (if you're still keeping track of my almost non-existent blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have been lured over to the dark side of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;" size="4"&gt;tumblr!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if you're still interested in reading about my (dull) life / checking out my photos or music or whatever, do follow me on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;" href="http://jacqui13.tumblr.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://jacqui13.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;" src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/715362879/blog-move/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, August 17, 2008</title><link>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/670719784/item/</link><guid>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/670719784/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 19:01:37 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think this song is about you and me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/670719784/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, June 15, 2008</title><link>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/661748690/item/</link><guid>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/661748690/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 18:56:39 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;OneRepublic's "Say (All I Need)"&lt;/span&gt; has been looping on my media player for a few days now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you know where your heart is?&lt;br&gt;Do you think you can find it?&lt;br&gt;Or did you trade it for something&lt;br&gt;Somewhere better just to have it?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you know where your love is?&lt;br&gt;Do you think that you lost it?&lt;br&gt;You felt it so strong, &lt;br&gt;But nothing's turned out how you wanted&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;You're a lonely soul&lt;br&gt;Cause you won't let go&lt;br&gt;Of anything you hold&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Well, all I need&lt;br&gt;Is the air I breathe&lt;br&gt;And a place to rest my head&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Do you know what your fate is?&lt;br&gt;And are you trying to shake it?&lt;br&gt;You're doing your best and&lt;br&gt;Your best look&lt;br&gt;You're praying that you make it&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Well, all I need&lt;br&gt;Is the air I breathe&lt;br&gt;And a place to rest&lt;br&gt;My head&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Do you think you can find it?&lt;br&gt;Better than you have it&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Do you know where the end is?&lt;br&gt;Do you think you can see it?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/661748690/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>to several people...</title><link>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/660572202/to-several-people/</link><guid>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/660572202/to-several-people/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 17:27:49 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm tired of being used. I'm tired of being the one you call the night before... at the eleventh hour.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm tired of
being the one you ask for for updates when you missed out on something,
the one who's your spare tyre, the one whom you call on only when you
need something. Once you get it, you're out the front door, without
time for it to even slam back jarringly on its hinges. Leaving me
behind. Like so many before you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm tired of seeing your name on my caller ID, of seeing my phone ring and vibrate while you try to get your 30 seconds' worth of information. I've never even said more than 10 words to you in my entire life, and you're doing this to me? Asking things like that of me? Heh... Ridiculous.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't know everything. I never proclaimed I did. So stop calling me that. Stop it. 'Cause I really, really hate it. Is that all you really know me by? That girl who goes by that name... whom you say hi to every once in a while but who's not really worth your precious time? Heh... Yeah, I don't warrant anything more than that, so stop wasting my time, stop playing around with me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You know what I hate most, though? That I let you do all this to me. Stupid, stupid me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stupid Jacqui who's too kind for her own good. Who's too gullible. Too nice. Too eager to please everyone. Too 'perfect'. Whatever. Call it what you want to call it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;How many of you actually mean what you say? How many of you actually stick around? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;People move on, I know. People change. I've seen more than enough of that to know how real it is. Yet it still hits me everytime. It still stings. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wonder what it's like to be you. You. You. And you over there. Happily smiling in those pictures. Laughing. Having the time of your lives. I wonder what it's like. I think it must be nice. Really nice, in fact. And I'm jealous of you. Yes, I really am. Not easy to admit, and not something I'm proud of - hardly, in fact. But yes, I am. But I'm working on it too. I really am, my Lord. I know I've changed, in a few ways, but still... I'm trying very hard to. Trying to let go of everything. Trying to go back to before.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don't treat me like this again, please? Don't be so inconsiderate. 'Cause I get hurt really easily. And I'll cry. And lose my way. Lose my focus. And lose my purpose.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;More goodbyes coming up. More painful realizations. More farewells. More waiting...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Where are you...? I need you now... Sigh....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/660572202/to-several-people/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, April 13, 2008</title><link>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/651998255/item/</link><guid>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/651998255/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 15:39:04 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"And you ask me what I want this year... And I try to make this kind and clear - Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days... Coz I don't need boxes wrapped in strings... And designer love and empty things... I need someplace simple where we can live... And something only you can give... "&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- The Goo Goo Dolls - "Better Days"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/651998255/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, April 05, 2008</title><link>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/650702371/item/</link><guid>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/650702371/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 18:10:54 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;" face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jars of Clay - "Silence"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Take till there's nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Nothing to turn to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Nothing when you get through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Won't you break...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Scatter pieces of all I've been...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Did you leave me unbreakable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Did you leave me frozen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
I've never felt so cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
I thought you were silent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
And I thought you left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
For the wreckage and the waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
On an empty beach of faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Was it true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'Cause I... I got a question...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
I got a question...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Where are you...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;



&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/650702371/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>more song lyrics</title><link>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/645933938/more-song-lyrics/</link><guid>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/645933938/more-song-lyrics/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 19:01:06 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;" size="2"&gt;Hmmm. I never quite paid attention to the lyrics of Dave Matthews Band's "The Dreaming Tree". Great song, great lyrics.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Standing here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
The old man said to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
'Long before these crowded streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Here stood my dreaming tree.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Below it he would sit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
For hours at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Now progress takes away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
What forever took to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
And now he's falling hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
He feels the falling dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
How he longs to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Beneath his dreaming tree...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now she's falling hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Feels the fall of dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
How did this fall apart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
She drinks to fill it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
A smile of sweetest flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Wilted so and soured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
Black tears stain the cheeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
That once were so admired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
She thinks when she was small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
There on her father's knee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
How he had promised her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
'You'll always be my baby.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;'Daddy come quick,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
The dreaming tree has died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
I can't find my way home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
There is no place to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;
The dreaming tree has died.'"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/645933938/more-song-lyrics/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>tagged by soo tian</title><link>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/644145996/tagged-by-soo-tian/</link><guid>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/644145996/tagged-by-soo-tian/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 16:32:14 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have been tagged! Heh &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Game rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;For those
who are being tagged, you need to answer 20 questions (choose any 19
questions from the one who has tagged you, and add 1 question of your
own). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You can't tag the one who has tagged you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. What was your dream in your childhood?&lt;br&gt;Hmmm I had many dreams. =P If you're referring to what I dreamt of becoming, I think it'd be one of those glamorous lawyers like in Ally McBeal. Complete with all the drama and wacky happenings. Heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. You prefer a rainy day or sunny day? And why?&lt;br&gt;Sunny days! Rainy days are depressing. They're cold, dark, and rain just hampers mobility. Traffic moves slower, visibility is reduced. You have to carry an umbrella everywhere and get soaking wet and step in puddles and stuff. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. What colour do you like most?&lt;br&gt;Somewhere in between pink and red. I never really decided what colour it was exactly. Magenta, perhaps? =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Which place on earth do you want to go the most?&lt;br&gt;Oooh. I wanna go to lots of places. Latin America, Europe... I can't decide really. Heh. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. What would you do when you are in deep sadness?&lt;br&gt;Cry and listen to sad music. Heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. What are you scared to lose in your life?&lt;br&gt;My loved ones.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. If you ever meet someone that you love, what would you do to her/him?&lt;br&gt;Eh? Errr... Show them gestures of love/affection? =P Pretty obvious isn't it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. List out 3 good points of the one who tagged you.&lt;br&gt;Has a good head on his shoulders (that pretty much just sums it all up though heh =D), is very worldly in my opinion, and is very mature.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. Until now, what is the moment that you regret most?&lt;br&gt;Er... Losing this friendship of mine back in high school.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Which type of person you hate most?&lt;br&gt;Those who just step all over you without any regard for your feelings.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. What is your ambition?&lt;br&gt;To become someone influential enough to make at least a slight difference or impact in the world. More specifically to be able to touch other people's lives and inspire them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad.&lt;br&gt;Hmmm, bad? In what sense though? Basically if he/she has no regards for other people's feelings, is selfish, inconsiderate.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. What is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br&gt;I have many important things in my life. I can't just pick one though. Heeh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. When do you wish to settle down?&lt;br&gt;Probably when I'm around 25/26 years old.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. Outer attractiveness or inner attractiveness, which one do you prefer?&lt;br&gt;Inner attractiveness, anytime. Outer attractiveness just makes for good eye candy! Heeh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. If you ever want to let go of something in your life, what would it be?&lt;br&gt;Er, something in my life? Maybe my tendency to bulldozer over people's feelings sometimes without realizing it. Or without realizing it until it's too late.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. One food in your mind right now!&lt;br&gt;Pasta. Carbonara.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. What is your motto?&lt;br&gt;Hmmm I don't really have a motto. Carpe diem? =P Seize the day/opportunity, don't hesitate.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. What is your favourite part of the chicken (to eat, duh)?&lt;br&gt;Er, leg and thigh. Heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. If you could have one superpower, what would it be?&lt;br&gt;Invisibility! Heeh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tagging: &lt;br&gt;Ce-yan, Katyana, James, Jo Jo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*Note: Jacqui is sicccckkkkk. *whines to the people around her* Heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/644145996/tagged-by-soo-tian/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>wheeee</title><link>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/635867097/wheeee/</link><guid>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/635867097/wheeee/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2008 14:59:32 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Happy New Year to everyone who's reading this! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And a belated Merry Christmas too. Although it's the 12th day today. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt; Heehee.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And guess what? Switchfoot is coming to KL!!! Whoo hoo! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt; Heeh. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Already got my tickets =) Switchfoot here I come!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/635867097/wheeee/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>my accident =(</title><link>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/631916676/my-accident-/</link><guid>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/631916676/my-accident-/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 16:31:47 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hello people =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I got my thumb caught in a door on Sunday. I know that doesn't sound very monumental, but I still wanna whine about it and get some sympathy in the process. Heehee.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The door was really, really heavy, and made my nail crack right about halfway across. Blood started oozing out and didn't stop for the next hour and a half or so. It hurt soooo much and was throbbing the whole night heh =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fuelled by my paranoia of a bacterial infection and/or gangrene, I went to a doctor heh. Because of the dried blood covering the surface of my nail, he thought there was internal bleeding at first and wanted to stick a needle under my nail to dig all the blood out. Urrgghh, how horrible. I cringe at the thought of that heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, it turns out it isn't so bad, or that's what he said on Sunday =P The severe bruising and swelling was probably because of the impact of the door and not internal bleeding or things like that. Heh. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been stocked up on antibiotics and painkillers, and I'm supposed to wait for the nail to grow out and see what happens first. I'm seeing him again on Sunday, and hopefully it grows out alright and falls off by itself, if not the doc will have to remove it or something. Another cringe-worthy scenario =P &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now more or less my whole thumbnail is badly bruised and looks rather sickly heh. The other day it looked like a Paddle Pop rainbow ice cream coz it was yellow, purple, green, and blue all at the same time heehee &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt; Today, it's looking rather dark purple more than anything else =P Shook some people's hands yesterday and I think some of them caught sight of my thumb. My brother says he would be scared if he was them and think it was diseased or something lol =D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, it doesn't hurt so much anymore. Or at least I don't scream "Ow!!" everytime someone even brushes against it heh. Kinda nice to have people do stuff for you too =D My thumb has become a universal excuse =D People peel and cut you an apple, do the dishes, laundry, etc etc. Coz I normally do all that myself =P But yeah, I know the laundry can be done without a thumb =P And I still do it. Just added it in for oomph heeh. I'm such a drama queen, right =P I knowwww. Heeheehee.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You wouldn't believe how hard it is to do normal things though =P The world is so unfriendly to thumbless people. *disgruntled* I can't even tie my hair! Or put on my watch and necklace. Or push one of those liquid soap bottles. Or turn the key in the lock. Or turn a doorknob. Or start my car engine. Or unfasten the seat belt (when I'm in the passenger seat). Or pick up a glass without handles. Or turn pages. Or hold a mouse and type like I used to heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was rather amused myself when I was fumbling in my wallet for change the other day. The guy waiting for his 20 sen from me was waiting for at least 30 seconds lol =D I can't even pick up a coin properly! Heh. I'm sorry I took you for granted, thumb. And it had to be my right thumb too =P *mutters to herself*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sigh. Jacqui needs nursing. Take pity on her! Heeh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Other than that, I'm doing fine =P I feel like baking again. Lol. But I think I have to wait for my thumb to heal first =P Stirring and mixing stuff isn't easy without a right thumb. Heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank goodness I put up my Christmas tree the night before my thumb went out of commission.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want my nice, clean, pink nail back. Sigh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://jacqui13.xanga.com/631916676/my-accident-/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>