<?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-6533279</id><updated>2011-07-31T10:15:52.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*___I Am A SuperNova___*</title><subtitle type='html'>My Life...
My Memories...
My Feelings...
My Thoughts...
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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>615</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-3773275526813642237</id><published>2009-06-13T13:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T13:38:59.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one fine day. (weird post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. this hols is really slack, which i like.. and its also really hot. i dun remember sg being so hot before. maybe last year i was in the cold state of ohio, so i dun remember the heat wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slack means i got time to watch my anime, play my games, study my jap, watch dramas. shuang. means i got time to think and contemplate also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the biggest thing i realised this hols is that...sometimes life goes on the same for years and years, months and months, without anything changing. and then there will come along one single day, that changes everything. so weird hor. u can just go about ur routine, study, eat, sleep. study, eat, sleep. do the same things for years, and then in one single day, it all changes. its like, always liking the same person for years and years, and then one day, it all changes (example only!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 years ago yesterday, was one such day that my life changed. and for 7 years it was the same for me. when u're longer sheltered by love and emotional safety, u stopped being a kid. u know as a kid u always have such rosy outlook of life. i stopped believing in things like romance and happiness. i stopped believing in working hard for my dreams. i was more afraid of losing things, than of not getting it in the first place. i became sort of afraid of this world. i didnt understand alot things. dont understand why. i didnt believe that happiness is within my reach. tats just so pathetic. if i dun believe that happiness is within my reach, how am i ever going to get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 3 weeks ago was another one such day for me. one of those normal days that turned into a pretty extraordinary day. lol. nothing happened, but it changed my whole perspective. it sort of made me realise that, i am still hoping. i am still believing. its like someone just hit me in the head, and i realise, hey, i still expect something out of my life! i still believe in happiness, in romance, in dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next time, when u are thinking, yea, life is ok. work,eat,sleep. work,eat,sleep. occasionally do things u like, thinking ya, i dun mind living the rest of my 60 years like tat... i think u're just kidding yourself. there will come along, one fine day, that will change everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-3773275526813642237?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3773275526813642237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3773275526813642237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#3773275526813642237' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-8364092352228317877</id><published>2009-05-28T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:07:01.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just bathing when out of the sudden i heard something shatter behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the glass covering the lightbulb just fell and broke into a million pieces on the floor, in the middle of my bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it missed my head by inches!!!! OMG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could have ended up in the hospital getting my head stitched up!! wtf!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of fucking freak accident is this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever heard of light bulb covers suddenly fall n shatter into pieces on the floor?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i think i am really really really super X 10000 heng. my bathroom is not very big. i could have been standing under the lightbulb, which was only a few inches away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i would have like scars on my head n face already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. wtf????? a falling lightbulb????? wtf!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-8364092352228317877?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8364092352228317877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8364092352228317877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#8364092352228317877' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-5935148661937636744</id><published>2009-05-20T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:40:17.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy^10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as promised, since DSO selected me i'm gonna be happy^10!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You will be attached to DSO from 6 July to 5 December 2009..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-5935148661937636744?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5935148661937636744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5935148661937636744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#5935148661937636744' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-6616984006717139231</id><published>2009-05-19T02:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T03:20:41.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first external jap lessons @ ikoma lang sch is quite intimidating. the lesson was 2.5hr long, compared to 1.5 hr at ntu, and e class is smaller, so keep getting called by the sensei, haha. and i joined the intermediate 1 class late, so the previous few chapters they asked me to study myself... *catch no ball. but anyway, its pretty fun. yea, really like studying jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been wanting to blog this for some time but no time, lol. &lt;br /&gt;i finished reading [&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife&lt;/span&gt;], which is a really sad book, and i really hate sad books, but there was this passage that is really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" As I stand in the elevator, dazed, I realize that a massive winning lottery ticket chunk of my future has somehow found me here in the present, and I start to laugh. I cross the lobby, and as I run down the stairs to the street I see Clare running across Washington Square, jumping and whooping, and I am near tears and I don’t know why. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-6616984006717139231?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6616984006717139231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6616984006717139231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#6616984006717139231' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-2837650242692863840</id><published>2009-05-14T01:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:28:33.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, dunno why also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little things that have been going well i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- me enrolling @ Ikoma lang sch to continue studying jap.. cos i wanna take JLPT3.. just the thought of being able to study jap makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the games that i ordered online have finally arrived... so i got lots and lots of games (about 20 discs) to keep me occupied. What can make me happier than that?? yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the sudden MSN of an old accquaintance, who found out that we share the same hobbies (WoW and anime) via facebook. 5 yrs ago he was my mass-dance partner during Orientation, lol. funny how things turn out, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the interview @ dso.. didnt really go very well i guess, but at least, they granted me an interview. i guess i learnt some stuff from them, whether they decide to select me or not. will be happy^10 if they do though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the thought of my little nephew calling me "Ah eee yah!!" with that cheeky grin just makes me wanna laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came across this very meaningful phrase from an episode of one piece. forgot which episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"as long as you continue living, good things will definitely come your way."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-2837650242692863840?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2837650242692863840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2837650242692863840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2837650242692863840' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-6137886891789539165</id><published>2009-04-25T03:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T03:37:39.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a new step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, exams ended. so lets not talk about exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just been doing lots of things i enjoy, like playing games, reading stuff, watching anime and tv, 24/7 on the com, going out, carrying my kawaii nephew damien... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this sem was sort of a changing point for me. no longer living in the past, kidding myself with useless thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;i think in life, its very important to be moving on. because it simply does u no good at all to think, 'what if i had done this', 'that should have been like that', 'i shouldnt have let tat good opportunity go'...&lt;br /&gt;all things happen only once, and i feel people should always be moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even friendships and relationships for example. people who i havent seen for years, will meeting them on the street make them my friend again? will going out for dinner signify we're all great? that seriously irks me to no end. if all these years my life has been without you, it simply means u arent my friend. not the facebook kind of 'friend'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the friends i have, have always been there for me through these years. they deserve to ask me out, ask me for help, talk to me, deserve my every bit of attention. haha, i guess tats why ppl say im so anti-social. i dont like wasting my time on people who dont deserve it at all. and if their pissed about it, i dont care. because, where were they when i needed them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats tat. and to all my pals who have always made my day, been with me through every ups and downs these years... thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. another interesting to talk about, since its exam period. i know a particular someone, not within my close circle, who always laments about poor grades. whenever i read his/her msn, blog, he/she will always say they work so damn/freaking/fucking hard and yet, they still get lower grades than those smart types who didn't study at all. i think that's total bullshit. i dunno why people think that smart people dont study. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i think smart people are smart, and they probably study even harder than you.&lt;/span&gt; i've never blamed my mediocre grades on my intelligence, becos i know i've always slacked, to a certain degree, more than those who are smart, and really study hard. it becomes very pronounced in uni level, where its really perserverance that matters. so, i agree whenever i get that b- or c+ that i have not studied enough. and if i fail anything, i would tell myself that i totally deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate it when people start blaming their genes/parents/god/the exam paper/the school/the module/the food. watever. you get me. before blaming fate or watever shit, why not take another look at your notes and see if u can do anything about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i sound pissed off in this post, becos i am. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-6137886891789539165?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6137886891789539165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6137886891789539165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6137886891789539165' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-5959055742981091501</id><published>2009-04-02T01:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T01:50:01.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/SdOoiqtm5CI/AAAAAAAAAGk/IfyZcC-HD6o/s1600-h/P310309_12.18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/SdOoiqtm5CI/AAAAAAAAAGk/IfyZcC-HD6o/s400/P310309_12.18.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319780898389287970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemical apparatus anyone? from left, daphne with the air-pump, kangli with the separating funnel, me with the buchner funnel, shuwen with the glass funnel, and tracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 3 yrs... about 5 semester's worth of lab and lab reports, we finally had our last session on tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some funny anecdotes i remembered about lab sessions throughout the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my very 1st lab session. this bitchy TA/Lab tech was there, and she screamed at everyone throughout for no reason. Even the prof was scared of her. She was sacked instantly, i think. ha ha ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-in my 2nd year, my grp of 3 ppl were daydreaming away during one heating reflux reaction. the hotplate wire was touching the hotplate itself, it melted through and short-circuited. there was a really loud explosion and a flaming aluminium foil flew towards my lab partner. it was soooo dangerous the whole bench couldnt continue their experiment, and i felt that was the most idiotic thing we could ever have done. how hard is it to move a wire away? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i jammed the UV-Vis spectrometer with the glass cell once. i inserted it too deep in and it got stucked. it a good thing i didnt have to pay for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i mistakenly used the conc HCl from my fumehood, instead of the conc HCl provided. The one provided was 2M concentrated... and the one I used was 10M concentrated. i had a nice time trying to salvage my reaction after that. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i once woke up at 9am when 9.30 was lab. I made it from bed to lab in 35 minutes. (brushteeth.wearclothes.packlabstuff.takecab.runtolab.) new world record =x. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i once wondered what would happen if i put my nose too close to the choloroform bottle. would i knock myself out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i think some TAs are great, they deserve some thanks that are never accorded to them. and i think some friends of mine are real live-savers whom i am really really grateful to. ^^   thanks for all the help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-5959055742981091501?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5959055742981091501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5959055742981091501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5959055742981091501' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/SdOoiqtm5CI/AAAAAAAAAGk/IfyZcC-HD6o/s72-c/P310309_12.18.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-4702351727804561957</id><published>2009-03-27T14:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:28:44.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Tracks of My Tears- Smokey Robinson &amp; The Miracles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://s79.photobucket.com/albums/j141/mjsbigblog/Top%2010/?action=view&amp;current=adam-top10.flv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;People say I'm the life of the party&lt;br /&gt;Because I tell a joke or two&lt;br /&gt;Although I might be laughing loud and hearty&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside I'm blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take a good look at my face&lt;br /&gt;You'll see my smile looks out of place&lt;br /&gt;If you look closer, it's easy to trace&lt;br /&gt;The tracks of my tears..&lt;br /&gt;I need you, need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you left me if you see me with another girl&lt;br /&gt;Seeming like I'm having fun&lt;br /&gt;Although she may be cute&lt;br /&gt;She's just a substitute&lt;br /&gt;Because you're the permanent one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take a good look at my face&lt;br /&gt;You'll see my smile looks out of place&lt;br /&gt;If you look closer, it's easy to trace&lt;br /&gt;The tracks of my tears..&lt;br /&gt;I need you, need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside I'm masquerading&lt;br /&gt;Inside my hope is fading&lt;br /&gt;Just a clown oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Since you put me down&lt;br /&gt;My smile is my make up&lt;br /&gt;I wear since my break up with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take a good look at my face&lt;br /&gt;You'll see my smile looks out of place&lt;br /&gt;If you look closer, it's easy to trace&lt;br /&gt;The tracks of my tears&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-4702351727804561957?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4702351727804561957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4702351727804561957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#4702351727804561957' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-7073163018476429823</id><published>2009-03-17T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:17:30.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>home alone... for a month~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 2nd nephew, damien, was born on 12th march. so, mum took 1 month unpaid leave to go live with my sis while she zuo yue. and that leaves me... home alone! not really, mum will return every sat to wash my clothes n do e housework, so i'm not fully independent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun really think its such a big deal. people who study overseas have to be home alone for 4 years? mum works like 12 hrs a day, so i'm mostly home alone already anyway. just abit scared of crockroach, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much interesting. lab's forever very interesting n tiring. and our 3-week long expt6 finally ended. its like never-ending story, loooongest expt ever. 425 test over last week. jap4 is as fun as usual. never mentioned this, but i think the jap4 teacher is e funnest i've had. then...been playing games, watching anime, slacking as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams in 1 months time, and then its... holidays and IA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-7073163018476429823?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7073163018476429823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7073163018476429823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7073163018476429823' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-7785663609766455841</id><published>2009-03-10T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T01:51:53.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st Friend Wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. ya, sunday i attended my first ever friends wedding at zhiliang &amp; xihua's. it makes me feel like i've reached the stage where friends are gonna start marrying soon. and it suddenly got all my cbc clique thinking who amongst us will marry first. can u believe they actually said i'll shantian (lightning) marry? like, Hello??? where on earth did that come from? i'm still a swinging single sia. i do agree with meiwei that i'm stubborn about things, but that will mean i might just remain single for life if i'm never gonna change my mind about someone, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pretty scary. i think the marry stage is like light years away from me still. i completely never thought about my own wedding till sunday. how do u set an ideal marriage age? i simply cant imagine myself marrying before 30. no change that, i cant imagine myself marrying at all. shudders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall look back upon this post 5 years later and see who amongst us married first, haha! i'm guessing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-7785663609766455841?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7785663609766455841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7785663609766455841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7785663609766455841' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-7751662285752040626</id><published>2009-03-05T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T02:26:49.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>updated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. recess week just ended. i spent the whole week on holiday mood, didnt touch any work at all. i mean, duh, that's the point of a recess week right? Since when was the stupid unwritten rule made that says we have to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; study&lt;/span&gt; during recess? lol. i guess that's why i'm not a really good student. i cant bear to give up my recess week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i read. i played games. i went cycling from ECP to Changi beach and got so badly sunburnt it was torture. and i fell down because i was laughing at wt behind me and now i got 2 huge discoloured bruises on my legs that i'm trying to hide from my mum. she hasnt seen it yet. well, it was an achievement for me at least, cycled for like 15km there and 15km back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school began really weirdly. i heard some strange news and gossips that were pretty eye-brow raising. and then of cos, that incident which is the talk of town these days. i think our sch's reputation has really gone down the drain. its always our school with bad publicity i realise. prof stealing underwear, contract problems or watever, this incident... and all the while nus,smu,sim has maintained a spotlessly clean image. after this sem, its time for IA, and then back for 1 more sem before graduating. let's hope employers wont really think too badly of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, a certain someone has stopped appearing in my thoughts anymore. out of sight, out of mind, out of life. lol. like i said, everyone has their limits. and seriously, i cant care less for people who cant care less, you know what i mean? haha. i've finally replaced my tag-board. cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-7751662285752040626?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7751662285752040626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7751662285752040626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7751662285752040626' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-1756695316747036125</id><published>2009-02-08T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T18:39:11.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>post of a gamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after playing WoW (raiding) for 4 hrs straight today, my right hand nearly cui diao. dunno why my muscle like all so strained. thought of buying a new mice, so i looked online and found the website of the no.1 popular gaming mice (Razer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i found out that i feel so fatigued becos all along i've been using the (fingertip) grip style while playing. Because i have a very small mouse (those cheap kind), only my fingertips are in contact with the mouse. Apparently it says this style allows the greatest amount of precision and agility, because i can lift the mouse at anytime, but also the greatest amount of fatigue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alamak, no wonder my whole right arm like wanna drop off after playing. shall begin saving up for a (palm) grip style mouse. the deathadder is the only mouse that is compatible with the Mac OSx.. since i'm considering buying mac soon, will probably get that..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-1756695316747036125?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/1756695316747036125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/1756695316747036125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#1756695316747036125' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-9147885797729864102</id><published>2009-02-04T02:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:48:25.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in view of the past few heavy posts, i shall blog about more cheerful stuff today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 425 is driving me mad.&lt;br /&gt;2. lab is driving me mad.&lt;br /&gt;3. i am driving myself mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. 425 is our 4th year core, quantum mechanics. oh my god. oh, let's not go into that, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was lab today, which was really interesting. i wore the wrong type of shoes today (non-totally-covered-shoes) and i got my head bitten off by 3 different people. First was our supervising TA for expt 1, she took down my name for lab behaviour, thats fine to me. Then she went to report to the chief TA, so the chief TA came to warn me, in a friendly way though. Then i dunno why prof.B suddenly appeared right next to me and said: "why????" lol. so i got scolded 3 times for wearing the wrong type of shoe today. i should have just spent 1 min before heading out to wear the right type of shoe. so not worth saving 1 min this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we had to heat the thing for 3.5hr, so after lunch, kl and t and me went to the nearby comlab room to use the com. shiok ah, in the middle of lab can go play computer. we watched kl play this pet society thing on facebook that is totally hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back and tried to do the 425 tutorial due tml, and i nearly went mad. papers thrown everywhere, self-mumbling deliriously, cursing vehemently, lol. Integration, normalisation, hamiltonian, hydrogenic, schrodinger, complex wavefunction, angular momentum, particle in a ring, particle in a sphere, draw f-orbital, draw real d-orbitals, calculate &lt;1/r&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;what the f*** does f-orbital look like??? never even see before in all my 16 yrs of study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, its a mad mad world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-9147885797729864102?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/9147885797729864102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/9147885797729864102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#9147885797729864102' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-683604910063328307</id><published>2009-01-27T23:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:24:12.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>relevation. (&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;negative post&lt;/span&gt;- dont read if u dun wanna spoil ur cny mood, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this cny was...well, one of my worst ever. can be said as, my worst. ironically, i made a decision after the day ended, lol. probably one of the biggest decision of my life. nothing bad happened... everything was very normal. or, "seems normal".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, this year, again, i couldnt tolerate it. its suddenly intolerable to me to act as if everything is fine when everything is not fine. yea, yea, i'm doing ok in sch, 2nd lower honours if i dun screw up, and a job after i graduate, looking pretty, getting hongbaos, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year just seems so meaningless to me. i seriously, during dressing, contemplated not going visiting on the 1st day of cny. maybe just take a cab out to somewhere n disappear for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, nothing is ok. i'm not ok. and probably my relatives are not ok too. so why do everyone always have to put up a front and act merry and hope your troubles go unnoticed? sit there n smile n laugh, yet all these while your happiness isnt really reaching your eyes? do they seriously think ppl cant tell? do i seriously think they cant tell? somehow this yr was exceptionally bad.. so why couldnt we just share watever troubles we have instead of pretending everything is fine? wat's the point of visiting then? if not to be closer, then why do it? it's so hard sometimes, to keep pretending n pretending n pretending that everything is alright. so hard, and so meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some wounds go so deep, they wont ever heal. time is of no use apparently, so don't bother asking if i'm fine. i won't ever be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made up my mind to go overseas once i graduate. i'll find a job that will post me overseas for long long long periods of time. 2 yrs, 5 yrs, maybe forever if i can manage it. usually these jobs are not popular, or if worse comes to worse, i'll do what AI shawn did... take up EDB's offer and go to the states for 1.5 yrs. my mum will be fine looking after all her grandsons and she can live happily with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i cant get a job overseas, i'll go buy a car once i get a job. so i can take it and just drive n drive all day all night, to get away from life sometimes. and to get away from cny visiting. just drive to malaysia and tell them i got lost, not in time to come back visiting. hope i dun lose even this bit of humor as days go by...oh well, at least sch's not bad, WoW's not bad, my friends are great, and i'm young, hale n healthy. i've still got a long way to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-683604910063328307?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/683604910063328307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/683604910063328307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#683604910063328307' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-7296377213480775810</id><published>2009-01-24T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:52:24.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/SXn1gSOPQrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7OYgU2KYCcI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/SXn1gSOPQrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7OYgU2KYCcI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294532771946906290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 2nd post after the new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its about ntu email. lol. dunno why suddenly very irritated with it, after 3 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i do not use Internet Explorer, i use Mozilla Firefox becos IE just plain sux and its one of the more unsafe browsers out there. however, ntu is too lazy to configure its websites properly so most stuff like email, edventure n studentlink i cant use them properly with mozilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I only never log in for like 2 weeks? and there was 85 new emails waiting for me. That's more kuazhang than my hotmail can. all the rubbish ppl send, like that career workshop thing, every week send at least twice, from yr 1 send to yr 4, enough can? i'm not paying money to attend some damn lessons on putting make-up or trying to fake my resume or fake eloquency, duh. And no one &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; goes for lunch-time talks about quantum mechanics or quantum geography or whatever. hello? lunch-time is for me to eat can! look at the pic i attached, and its about what? kitkat investopedia??! what the f*** is that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the message: "your system inbox is full." is sent every other day of the week. and it has a size of 836B. duh right. tell me once not enough, must spam my already exploding inbox. the best thing is, i cant delete items all at once. i have wait for them to open, press delete, den go to delete folder, press delete. they probably did this on purpose so we are forced to read every email that comes through. i got more impt things to do than check emails every hr and delete them can. and i cant dun delete them cos professors or TAs might send impt stuff about lessons or lab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if they do such a sucky job at it, why not just outsource to gmail or something? at least for gmail i have 7 gb or 11 gb of free space and neither I nor any professors will have to ever delete another email, or face incoming emails being bounced. i dun care if ntu officials see this or what. talk about a high class university with such a sucky online system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-7296377213480775810?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7296377213480775810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7296377213480775810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#7296377213480775810' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/SXn1gSOPQrI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7OYgU2KYCcI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-3928773180638604125</id><published>2009-01-01T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:20:33.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a happy new year, sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. a new year. dun really remember 2008. things have gone by way too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;the 2 highlights would probably be my 3-month trip to the USA and my 2-week trip to Japan. Both countries that i have always dreamed of visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the US trip changed me&lt;/span&gt;. i went there, worked for 3 months, travelled with my 2 friends, and came back a changed person. its not that i dun like singapore. its safe, comfortable. but for some reason the trip changed my view greatly about the world. interacting with people of the same ages as me over there, the blacks, the whites. they go to college, they work. and they are so independent. they are so carefree in their thinking. its truly different. we have to strive to get degrees that will someday earn us money. becos everything here is so expensive. i cant survive without a high income here. but in the USA.. houses are dirt cheap. so are cars. perhaps food too. i can survive there happily without a high income. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fav supervisor victoria once asked me: "husee (ya she calls me husee), what are u studying in college?" &lt;br /&gt;me: "chemistry."&lt;br /&gt;victoria: "u like chemistry?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "not really."&lt;br /&gt;victoria: "why do u study it then? oh man, u should really study something u like!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dun have the good fortune they have. they can choose to do whatever course they like. tats why americans are no. 1 in almost every field. those ppl who are scientist, really enjoy being a scientist. not like us, not like me. they do not know the meaning of hardwork. not becos they are lazy, becos to them, if u like your job, it isnt really hard to work. (if they dun like they will be completely lazy n heckcare.)&lt;br /&gt;passion is what i am lacking in. i still do not know what is my passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's japan. really lazy to post pics on my blog. btw the 3 of us, there were like 2000 photos we took. the best are all on my facebook, so if u're someone important enough to be on my facebook, u can look there, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the japanese are a little bit more different from the americans. they are extremely hardworkers. extremely. u wont believe how hard or tough they work. In osaka, there was this takoyaki (octopus ball) shop, hidden in a corner, not alot of ppl walk past. so there was this uncle, who carried a placard and stand in the busy walkway, from day to night, trying to get ppl to visit the corner shop. he was there at about 10am till the shop closes at about 11pm at night. its... disturbing to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to them, their lives is about their jobs. they take great pride in it, and everything about their life revolves around their jobs. compared to us, ppl who work from 9 to 5 and still complain non-stop...about the standard of living, about this about that...its totally a wake-up call for me. the japanese just take everything in their stride.. no elevators, climb the stairs lor. trains crowded until cant breathe, still have to take lor. must work till 11pm, work lor. and they take such &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;great pride&lt;/span&gt; in their work. train conductors in uniforms, excellent retail service, excellent food service, hotel service. its makes me feel ashamed, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess travelling really opens up my eyes alot. that is why i am suddenly so intolerant to certain things happening here. that's why i guess, i could no longer tolerate XXX for doing what he did, for treating me the way he did. in the past, i would probably just bear with it. our fell-out is testament to the changes that i'm going through.. will no longer be the useless girl without her own opinion, always tolerating his attitude n mood changes. if i am important enough as a friend, i am. if i am not, it doesnt matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-3928773180638604125?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3928773180638604125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3928773180638604125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3928773180638604125' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-7189285277968651944</id><published>2008-12-21T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:39:34.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back from japan! (warning, long post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will take some time to upload pics to facebook. 5 words to sum up japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Japanese&lt;br /&gt;2. Food &lt;br /&gt;3. Fashionable&lt;br /&gt;4. Efficiency&lt;br /&gt;5. Exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;br /&gt;Dun mean to sound idiotic, but Japan is a country tat uses Japanese. They arent very english friendly, 95% of the menu are in complete japanese, so do consider if you dunno jap and want to go japan alone... most of the folks cant speak english too. And the train stations mostly are in kanji, ya kanji, so we had to memorise the japanese words of watever station we were going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;The food serving in Japan is, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;. note, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;. omg, the japanese can really eat! i think even USA isnt that bad. There was one dinner at our ryokan we each had a whole fish, a bowl of rice, miso soup, 1 large bowl of meat n veggies, and 1 tofu dish. i  was literally crying for help. the food is prepared by this elderly couple who runs the ryokan, and i felt very bad wasting any of their food...sigh. now i know why the yearly hotdog eating competition on 4th july is always won by a japanese. they are really 大胃王。 they dun get fat because they walk alot. really. lots of stairs and always must walk to train stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food quality is also much more healthier. i dunno how they can make simple meals that are very fantastic. the fish with soya sauce, the tofu cold dish, the veggies, mostly cooked very plainly, but very nice. think they use the best ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;and osaka has the best food i think. cheap n really goddamn nice! the takoyaki! the okonomiyaki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;br /&gt;um... i think its very easy to spot a singaporean in Japan. I probably stood out by a mile within the fashionable Japanese. They can really dress. Even take trains also all dress to the nines. Boots, branded bags, very nice clothes and scarves...I was in my cui diao bata shoes and jeans. sigh. Almost every girl in Tokyo were wearing boots. 99%. I was the 1% who wasn't wearing, ahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;Japan is filled with trains and train tracks. Their train systems are so efficient that they are accurate to the minute. If it says depart at 7.17, it will leave at 7.17, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ON THE DOT&lt;/span&gt;. Dun ever try being late for a Shinkansen, you will lose your few hundred bucks. Shinkansen is like their long distance superexpress trains, very costly, but can reach top speeds of 300km/h. When i was looking out the window, everything was like a line of colours. Talk about amazing. Every one of their trains, metros, subways, and even BUSES are accurate to the minute. They actually have bus schedules pasted at the bus stops that says when its arriving, like 10.13, 10.46, tat kinda thing. I watch my clock before, and its really accurate. Really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;Japan is in one word, a very exciting country. Never boring. The bustle of city life, the people walking in orderly, fast-paced manner, the food, even the TV programs! Woot! All my one-piece anime! And their variety show I realised, is copied by Taiwanese programs, like that search for people (疑点) by wuzongxian. Very very interesting variety shows they have. There was this quiz show thingy that had asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does squid have bones?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does the brain feel pain when it is being cut?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing right! Totally high level. Btw the answer is no and no. Even their pets and kids program also v entertaining and educating, not like um, i dunno, lame people dressed in some lame mascot costumes i see here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that disappointed me was the scenery. I expected much more beautiful scenery of Hakone, since it had views of Mt.Fuji, but apparently, still too far away from it. The onsens (hotsprings) were not up to my expectations too... So, someday, maybe I'll head to Hokkaido to see some nice scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss japan already. but seriously, no matter how many countries i go, i am still me. i wont fake an american accent, or act pro in Japanese, or dress like a Harajuku girl. Because i am not american or japanese. i am a singaporean. &lt;br /&gt;watashiwa shingaporu jin desu. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-7189285277968651944?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7189285277968651944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7189285277968651944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#7189285277968651944' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-1846653988647667205</id><published>2008-12-04T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:24:34.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ultimatum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone asked you out for a mahjong session this xmas hols, what will your reply be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it depends on how close you are to that person. if its with my usual gang of best friends from sec school, of cos i'll agree. if its from a friend? not a close friend, just a normal one whom you hadnt seen in a few months. i'll just agree too, for the sake of seeing my friends after so many months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, something triggered me. triggered an ultimatum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hs and XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hs　[ 東京へ行く! ] says:&lt;br /&gt;nearing xmas hols&lt;br /&gt;Hs　[ 東京へ行く! ] says:&lt;br /&gt;want to have mahjong session?&lt;br /&gt;Hs　[ 東京へ行く! ] says:&lt;br /&gt;i wan to play mahjong.... *hand itchy&lt;br /&gt;XXX says:&lt;br /&gt;but i dun like to play mahjong wif other ppl leh&lt;br /&gt;XXX says:&lt;br /&gt;the feeling different&lt;br /&gt;Hs　[ 東京へ行く! ] says:&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Hs　[ 東京へ行く! ] says:&lt;br /&gt;den u play mahjong with urself?&lt;br /&gt;XXX says:&lt;br /&gt;wif my usual friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...totally normal.&lt;br /&gt;i know this is very cliched, but you heard of the 'pulling a rubberband until it snaps' analogy? today, i snapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something in me just snapped. dont like to play mahjong with other ppl. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; am that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;other ppl&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my initial irritation evolved to anger. then i realise its not anger. its feelings being hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their limits, and today, I've finally reached mine. after 3 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-1846653988647667205?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/1846653988647667205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/1846653988647667205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#1846653988647667205' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-978606713021264760</id><published>2008-11-29T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:08:04.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Japan Trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be flying off to the land of the rising sun for about 2 weeks, from 6dec to 21dec. meaning that most of my hols will be spent there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent really mentioned or talked about this trip much, mainly becos i've left most of the planning to the 2 friends travelling with me. and also becos, i am not the sort who gets over-excited about things before they happen. I am the sort who gets excited when it is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like the US trip, i signed up only at the last minute when my ex-roomie convinced me, and i enjoyed the trip throughly, there were good n great things that happened, also not so good n great things, but i learnt a lot, and i'm happy with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like me joining tkd... again i'm always never very exicted at the start. i always feel sian first cos i have to drag myself out of my cosy bed or my comfort zone, to train, to go places. but once i'm in training, i enjoy myself thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though the japanese yen is at peak high right now, i dont think i'll regret this trip. europe is expensive too, but do people stop going there these past 10 yrs just because it is expensive? i'm not saying this cos i'm rich or wat... i too feel the pinch... but i dun think i should let this sort of thing dampen my mood. so even though 3 mths ago, 1 sgd can get me 79 yen, and now, 1 sgd can get me 62 yen, i shall not let such a thing affect me too much. the difference in money can always be earned back. its not like i'm living in japan permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like the japanese culture...again something that i was never very excited about in the start. but once i start, i cant stop learning it. i started at Level 1, and now, with the foodchem concentration unavailable, i shall see it through to Level 6. quite happy about it, cos jap lessons are really enjoyable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i'm done learning japanese, such as finishing all the JLPT, i'll learn other languages. french, german, italian, korean, tamil even. lol. i find something unexplainable in learning language. there's something really great about being able to communicate with people, not allowing language to be a barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this japan trip will probably be my last major trip, the next will probably be a small trip with some my bestest friends to somewhere close. after tat i'll have graduated, and for my graduation trip, most likely i'll backpack for europe, before embarking on the working world. wantin wanna join me? can call huiling too, ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has always been my dream to see the world before i die. and i shall keep doing that before i die. i still have so many many many places i've never been too. i havent been to the carribean, alaska, india, egypt, newzealand, UK, ireland, norway...so so many others. if there is one thing i'll ever do in life, it is to keep earning money, so that i can travel. this world is beautiful, and i shall strive to see and experience it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-978606713021264760?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/978606713021264760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/978606713021264760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#978606713021264760' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-9172609234555107828</id><published>2008-11-27T03:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T04:01:46.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/FABOyGM2Fo/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/FABOyGM2Fo/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/marielpascual/music/MRSH69ZR/train_drops_of_jupiter/"&gt;Drops of Jupiter - Train&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams ended today. figured i ought to post 1 post, if not my blog archive have zero post from november, haha. A first actually. dunno why after so many years, no more inspiration to blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess if life is the same every single day, without anything interesting or anything to hope or talk about, there isnt really anything much to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for the past few years what have i hoped, or found interesting enough in life to keep blogging for so many years? mostly i've blogged about random daily funny stuff i encountered. blogged about my feelings and complained about everything from school to watever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sem has been really empty. i cant remember anything interesting about e stuff i studied, or any interesting things i did in my free time. i dont even find random funny stuff anymore. i'm like a snake who has eaten a humongous meal during the 3 months holiday and went into a semi-coma hibernation this semester. ya lor, like its only my shell going to school and doing stuff, my soul dunno fly where liao. not even interested in obsessing about mr.d anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its time to end my semi-comatose state. Its time to end that dazed feeling, the lack of interest in everything. Its time to end my watever with mr.d too. sick of the attitude, or lack of it. sick of always trying. sick of everything suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything ends this sem, and shall be started a new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-9172609234555107828?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/9172609234555107828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/9172609234555107828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#9172609234555107828' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-9130048390154611046</id><published>2008-10-07T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:48:56.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a weird dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from sch after lessons ended at 530, ate my dinner, and just concussed on my bed. i was watching some anime from my laptop and when i woke up, it was already 930pm, havent started on the 311 test tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nap cured me completely of my headache and cuiness. but it was a very vivid, and a very weird dream. i actually dreamt i was trying to fix a jigsaw puzzle. a very small sized one, maybe about 100 pieces. and throughout the dream, i &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; finish it, no matter what i did. was extremely frustrated. the borders were already fixed in my dreams, but the centre was left a gaping hole. i knew what the picture was of cos. when u fix jigsaw puzzle of cos u will know the end picture from the box right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a picture of a holiday scene, most likely in europe, with my whole family in it. now, talk about a weird n unsettling dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-9130048390154611046?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/9130048390154611046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/9130048390154611046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#9130048390154611046' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-7528317288423375511</id><published>2008-09-23T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T01:38:57.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happened to came across my old fren's blog from ajc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she didnt update for a long time liao, about 2 years. so i read her old entries about our jc life and i laughed n laughed till i cry. first time laughed till cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so damn funny yet so damn sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was my best friend in aj... haha, even though jc life was like 10x more stressed n hectic than uni life, always got her to get through all that shit together. late for sch la, the goldfish bio spa expt la, forgot to bring pencil case n calculators la, eating in e tinny aj canteen, doing PE, slacking, failing all our tests n exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. at that time everyone felt real. life was super challenging then, but everyone felt real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno why i feel that my life is very fake nowadays. the things i do, the things i see, the people i interact with. Everyone is like in this huge, contrived masquerade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody shows their true feelings anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-7528317288423375511?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7528317288423375511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7528317288423375511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7528317288423375511' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-2041600609137327290</id><published>2008-09-09T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:37:22.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>600th post. my awakening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, wanna thank kangli, biying, shuwen, meiwei n daphne for the very nice hair-dryer they got me for my birthday. i havent found the occasion to use it yet though, ahaha! i'm just lazy =x. but i promise if there is ever an occasion to use it (hehe), i'll use it. =) n tracy in joining us for e sakae sushi feast, i love jap food!!!  and how come the card, all talking about mr.D??? thanks ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i have to thank my age old frens wantin, huili, yeewan, jingwen for treating me to a nice dinner at imperial treasure, and spending my 21st nite with me, haha. peaceful n nice. thanks for the very urm, 'nice', magazine styled card. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i wanna thank mr.D for making e effort to buy presents for me. they are little but nice presents, and i think he's totally not the type to buy presents, so thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been feeling 'fan' recently, then also cant pinpoint what's wrong. till today i finally realise, i think it's got to do with my 'digitalised' life. i feel very carefree n happy in the states, cos i was constantly interacting, talking, arguing, with my friends. we shared some really high points and some really really low points. but u know, i've never felt... isolated. back in sg i keep feeling like something is very greatly missing. i tot is i cant adjust back to the culture, but its not it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep saying i've been liking mr.D for 3 yrs liao, keep saying i've done all i've could to win his attention, but seriously, i have not. what right do i have to say i've been doing my best, when i dont even dare to talk to him in the train? in exactly what ways have i communicated with him? its always only via msn or sms, or through online games. its the same with most of my long-lost friends, none of us keep in touch anymore, ya, keep in touch only through the once-in-a-bluemoon msn or sms. i use to think its alright, but now, i feel that something is seriously very wrong. the very fact that you guys are getting info about my life by reading my blog is WRONG! lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should start living life through the REAL life, not through the screen of my laptop. have already quitted online gaming. will quit msn and sms soon, LOL. just kidding. but i think its time i start to go out more often with my friends. regarding mr.D, haha, its time to start a whole new direction. its also time to open my eyes to new people. YOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 years old liao. what exactly have i accomplished?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-2041600609137327290?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2041600609137327290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2041600609137327290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#2041600609137327290' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-6670791646110653633</id><published>2008-08-26T00:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T01:22:56.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>troubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the week of my 21st birthday. totally zero birthday mood at all. not excited about anything at all. i've been feeling like tat ever since...hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心里很乱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not just on one aspect, but in almost every aspect of my life. i dunno what is going on anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel as though the personal olympic flame in me is out. no more fire. no more drive. nothing. waving the white flag. i'm giving up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-6670791646110653633?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6670791646110653633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6670791646110653633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6670791646110653633' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-4788905933719721349</id><published>2008-08-16T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:07:46.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/quizzes/quiz/3321"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/timeofday_quiz/315.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 3:15 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the moment when the last bell rings and school lets out for the day. You are resistant to schedules and obligations, so you love feeling like you're in control of your life again. You are the very moment when the second hand hits the 12, and the halls fill with noise and motion. Even if your after-school time is packed with activities, lessons, or a job, somehow, you just feel freer in the late afternoon than you do earlier in the day. Maybe it's all that blue sky and afternoon sunshine? Nah -- even on rainy days, 3:15 is always a beautiful time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;koped this from biying's blog, haha. its really interesting! i think its more of 'school lets out' then 3.15pm. 3.15 is usually still lesson time. zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-4788905933719721349?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4788905933719721349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4788905933719721349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4788905933719721349' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-2707792844322330687</id><published>2008-08-10T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T00:11:18.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my reflections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally back in safe, sunny Singapore after a 3 month hiatus, away in the faraway land called the USA. I've learned a lot from this trip. Seen a lot. Experienced a lot. I won't say I know everything about the USA now. Of cos not. But I think I've gained more than just the many clothes and souvenirs I've bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather. &lt;br /&gt;From warm Sg, to the cold early summer of Ohio, to the stuffy dryness of New York, to the searing heat of Las Vegas, to the chilly San Francisco...The weather in the US varies from states to states. I guess their people are really much stronger than us physically in this respect. It gets sooo cold in Ohio (8 degrees) and it gets sooo hot in Vegas (40 degrees). Their homeless and destitutes are really so much more pitiful when you see them begging in the freezing cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people. &lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, this trip made me realise that every human is basically the same. No matter what skin colour, what language, what place. The mannerisms, the slang, the rudeness, the politeness, may vary in people from different places, but the values deep down are the same. You can always tell when someone is genuninely sincere about something, or that they are just after that tip/money you offer, or that they are really happy to talk to you, or that they are just being superficial. The mums buying a 10 USD souvenir cup for their kids even though they know its a rip-off, the father and son sitting in a corner enjoying their burgers in silence, the young couple all excited and high from a roller-coaster ride, the old couple adjusting each other's cowboy hats in the middle of the walkway...and so many instances that made me feel humans are the same no matter where they come from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food.&lt;br /&gt;Ah. I wont really say their food is worst than Sg's food. Maybe just abit lacking in  variety. But then again every hawker centre in Singapore sells the same things like charkwayteow, laksa, curry chicken noodles, etc etc. So who's to say who's food is worse? I miss Sg food a lot when I'm over there, but I think I'll miss the giant-size pretzel with melted cheese, the amazing Carl's Junior fries or the cheap n good snack wraps from Mcdonalds. They may have only western food, but their western food quality is far superior to what we have here. But I still prefer to have my porridge. Ah..I miss my good old cantonese porridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The money.&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I've never been in a worse money crisis in my life. I ran out of cash. And guess what. My OCBC debit card couldnt be used with the ATMS over there to dispense cash. So for the last week of my stay in the US, I was literally, cashless. Really cashless. I had to eat n live off my 2 friends for the whole week. That's when I truly appreciate the goodness of having friends around. I'll probably had to take a fight back home if I were alone. THANKS A MILLION TO WANTIN N HUILING FOR STANDING BY  ME! To huiling: can the exchange rate be 1.44? LOL. &lt;br /&gt;A really expensive lesson learnt. To always, always have cash with you when you travel. Cards are really, omg. They fail you when you need them the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The currency.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Shop N Save near my house earlier to buy some groceries, and when the auntie returned me my $2.50 change, I stared at it for quite awhile before I took it.  Haha, really a bit disoriented liao. Like I don't regconise immediately that it's money. Stare at the greenback for too long, too much from being a cash register everyday for 3 months. US currencies are one of the most difficult to learn. Every bill of theirs has the same colour n size! The only difference is the picture of the head and the numbers. So its very easy to mistake a 10USD for a 20USD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transport.&lt;br /&gt;You simply cant live without a car! You just need it to cover the great distances and to hide from the cold/hot weather. My poor URS sandals is all worn-out from all that walking. Literally walking from day to night everyday. And the buses and metro are not as efficient as ours. City will have metro n buses... in the suburbs then... good luck to you, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The safety. &lt;br /&gt;Like what wt said, "I truly appreciate the safety of Sg." haha, really is ti yan ren shen. Downtown LA is sooo creepy and dangerous. Most funny was wt who on the Tv news and it reported people being gunned down in LA everyday, LOL. I just read the papers and there was a man who was &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;beheaded&lt;/span&gt; in a Greyhound bus! Thats e same bus we took to sandusky and to new york...omg... i always thought the ppl taking the bus were just a little weird... You can never walk safely on the streets at night... so damn unsafe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of loong blogging. uploaded most pics on facebook, can go view if u're bored, haha. and last but not least, i miss everyone so much! if u're someone important, i've prepared gifts =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-2707792844322330687?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2707792844322330687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2707792844322330687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2707792844322330687' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-6800838301727988539</id><published>2008-06-05T07:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T07:34:56.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost 1 month since i left for the states! time really flies. i really like life here, haha. almost feel like dun wanna go back, LOL. yesterday was the 1 day trip to Chicago. the bus ride was 6 hours there n 6 hours back. quite xingku on the bus, but ok la, at least i've been to chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicago is quite different from ohio. city is really v different from suburbs. anyway summer holidays for sch kids here have already begun, so the park closes only at 10pm everyday... i've been transferred to this preztel store, so i've been doing cash register everyday selling pretzels. its really quite difficult to talk american english so that they can understand me, haha. but i've been trying la. there's lots of other asians around, and the apartment where i live in has alot of s'poreans too, so i've made lots of friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming here, working, being on register, has made me a lot more outspoken. customer service is really an art. cant imagine the me last time would be on register talking to guests all day. and i've been eating, eating, eating, haha. definitely grown fatter liao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uploaded some pics, for those who are v bored, can take a look. update me stuff on sg too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://community.webshots.com/user/huisee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-6800838301727988539?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6800838301727988539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6800838301727988539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6800838301727988539' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-5605490497273928462</id><published>2008-05-18T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T03:05:32.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a short post before i head off to collect my laundry n go back to e park to take the 2nd tallest n fastest rollercoaster in e world, the 'top thrill' dragster, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its almost my 2nd week here. so much to say i dunno where to start, no time to take a lot of pics to upload too. in short, i'm in the US, state of Ohio, city of Sandusky, working in Cedar Point themepark, living in one of their 16-man apartment, having the day off today, slacking for awhile in the employee rec centre where its e only place they have internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working at a restaurant named Coasters. working in the F&amp;B industry is really tough. on days where its like raining n stuff they wont really need u, but on days like full park open days its total mania. on the park opening day all of us worked about 14hrs, haha. madness right. yest i worked as a cashier at this pretzel stall from 10am-10pm, with only 1 hr break. so... ya, work is very tough indeed. it isnt exactly fun... but its interesting n exciting. get to meet lots of ppl day in day out. the whites, the blacks, the asians, the sporeans... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more i interact with ppl here, the more i feel tat humans everywhere are all e same regardless of their skin colour or race. ya.. the americans are much more vocal n direct n loud... but u know, i feel those are just the surface features. true, they are indeed much more independent, they dun rely on their family n communities as much... but i think at e end of e day, everyone is the same. there are capable americans, there are incapable ones. each race has their own outclass n inclass, there are the nice ones, the cool ones, the hypocrite ones... ya. i dun feel they are more superior then us. they are just different from us in social behaviour. deep down, everyone is e same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i especially hate it when i see s'poreans acting all cool n yuppy n faking accents towards their american collegues in the restaurant, and then ignore their own people n asians, ironic huh. *rolls eyes. one thing though, i think the americans, black esp, are very energetic. they seem to have boundless energy n passion. they are loud in their work, loud outside, even at 2am at nite after a long day of work, they are still as loud. not like s'poreans all work 8hrs only on the mrt all look cui n sianed. i like their passionate attitude towards life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats all for now, my laundry getting smelly in e dryer liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-5605490497273928462?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5605490497273928462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5605490497273928462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#5605490497273928462' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-350696455390254332</id><published>2008-05-04T02:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T03:24:31.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>leaving on a jet plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so many things to blog eh, first things first... since Kl requested a post i shall briefly say about her bday... it was the day we ended our horrible exams..so we get to have some fun as a clique, haha... we had dinner at pasta de waraku, not bad the food there, and biying managed to get a new plate after she found a strand of hair in her pasta. after tat i tot i heard e waiters arguing loudly in the kitchen whose hair it was, LOL. the highlight was the basketball game we played at the Suntec arcade..so long nvr go arcade le! even though i dun look like it, i did frequent arcades quite regularly when i was young, lol. daph n me managed to get to e 2nd round, but we lost cos we were totally out of stamina, lol. for more info can refer to biying's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with D on wednesday, he agreed on the account of my eminent departure, lol. it was quite a hurried affair, didnt really get much chance to talk to him. but he did look extremely suave in his smart office suit, LOl. i know he doesnt read this blog, so its ok, ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tat just a mad rush to get all my things for the US trip... it was extremely chaotic given the short space of time... within a few days i managed to get a new digicam, a new spects, and lots of other necessities. glad to have the usual gang helping me n wt with our purchases, they're the best ^^. celebrated wt's early bday last nite at Fish n Co, where we took lots of pics, haha. will try to send after i've resized the pics, they're way too huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the annual AJCO concert, held at SCH this year...really very happy to see the many old faces and everyone looking fine. realise i went not for the music but for the chance to see everyone. 菊花台 was my fav piece of cos.. its such a melancholic song.. after tat some of us went to eat supper at Maxwell foodcentre... as i didnt have cash, Qiling treated me to a humongous bowl of porridge.. thanks ql! had fun catching up with them and my ex-classmates... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that, and a bit ('a bit') of packing left to be done, i'm all set to begin my 3 mth Work n Travel program in US. the next time i blog will probably be to complain about the long flight i took. anyway time in Ohio is -12 hrs of ours..exactly 12hrs, haha. anything can email me too, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye everyone ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-350696455390254332?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/350696455390254332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/350696455390254332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#350696455390254332' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-6460519901791717356</id><published>2008-04-15T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T02:02:28.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eeto...sou desu ne...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like got alot to blog, like got nothing to blog. like got alot of thoughts, like got none at all. what a weird state to be in. maybe i'm just going mad. LOL. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see...start with academics then. exams begin this week, ends on the 28th for me. like always, suffering from a low-motivation-i-dun-really-care attitude. i'm glad to have frens around though. i'm sure peer pressure makes a huge difference. makes exam dun seem so scary n lonesome. seriously, i feel like a brainwashed person who woke up one day and realise 'what the hell am i doing in this course' type of feeling. identity crisis? am i shirking just becos i'm not doing well? sou desu ne... there's no turning back now, so just get down to my thermodynamics and analysis methods, or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jap was surprisingly, cui. oral totemo cuied. i freaking forgot all about answering in past tense, and even kindly reminded the sensei when i was about to leave by wondering it out loud. she said: "eh ha ha, now u know..." with a definite smug smile on her face. =.= arigatou gozaimashita. haha i'm jesting, the sensei is alright really. just look very sian every lesson and look like suffering the same symptom as me, wondering why she's teaching jap in this lonesome place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. btw she calls me 'yo-san' every single lesson, for some reason tat i do not know. so for her convenience, during oral i specifically intro myself as "watashiwa YEO-huisee desu." immediately followed by her "YO-san, senko wa nan desu ka? (ur major?)". so for the whole of this sem, the class knows me only as yo-san. arigatou gozaimashita. lol. despite her quirks, she's a rather gd teacher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about... my disorientedness. yea tats e word. feel like want to emo, den dun wan to emo, feel happy, feel sad, feel alot, feel nothing. am i going crazy or what. i think it may be due to me tagging my mood too closely to a certain person. sometimes warm, sometimes cold. to wait, not to wait. one word. confused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-6460519901791717356?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6460519901791717356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6460519901791717356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6460519901791717356' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-954207817001277020</id><published>2008-04-06T14:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:11:08.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Life Blogger!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/life-blogger.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your blog is the story of your life - a living diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it happens, you blog it. And make it as entertaining as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Blogger Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-954207817001277020?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/954207817001277020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/954207817001277020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#954207817001277020' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-3258499802447913699</id><published>2008-04-02T19:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:14:27.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*cobwebs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. dunno why so long never blog. must be got much more other better things to do. currently refusing to do my final lab report, so turn to blogging, ahaha. its e-learning week this week, so i've been slacking slacking slacking. ya, labs finally ended last week. labs this sem were pretty ok, becos its mainly group work, but the reports are really extremely hellish. the exams are just round the corner, and with that, so is my flight to the USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time really flies yea. less than 1 week after my exams end of the 28th of april, its time to embark on my exciting (hopefully) 3 months to the USA at Sandusky, Ohio, Cedar Point Themepark. Seriously, the planning for the whole trip really isnt very pleasant, especially after those ****ed up ppl at a certain agency really keeps getting on our nerves. But i think mostly things are settled, well, i hope. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been playing games on my newly bought psp slim, ahaha. yea, couldnt control the temptation and bought it a few weeks back. been playing patapon and Final Fantasy VII on it... both are perhaps its greatest games... ff7 really has a very nice, haunting soundtrack, as i've included below. Will look for better videos to post when I have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sem as usual, i'm just getting more and more slack. As my uni days pass, starting to lose even more focus. Not concentrating on my core modules anymore. Sometimes also dunno what i'm doing. Oh well, get my degree, get a decent job, live a normal average life is good enough for me. mei chu xi de jia huo, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a short extract of the FF7 Crisis Core themesong: The price of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;nice, haunting song. those who want the full song can get from me via msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/43BfvbTwIa4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/43BfvbTwIa4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-3258499802447913699?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3258499802447913699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3258499802447913699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3258499802447913699' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-7306197797331657296</id><published>2008-03-10T02:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T02:38:34.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time to get busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another week passes. mum has gone to Osaka for 1 week, leaving me to be home alone till Thursday. damn it, i wanna go japan too! huili keep your hp on... i'll call u if i need any cockroach killing to be done, ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my 2nd tuition today. she's having her march hols next week so i will be taking her for more lessons. busy busy, but its good. i desperately need money to buy lots of stuff. like a new digicam, and a psp slim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing interesting happened last week. just usual boring, daily humdrum of school. the  labs in the CBC were cool! its so big, had a hard time finding people inside it. everything so new and cool, haha. i might, just might, fall in love with chem again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then ec told me he's applied for a certain scholarship, with a 4 yr bond inclusive. i was quite horrified when i heard that, dunno why, haha. i just have a bad feeling regarding bonds. i think its a bad idea to go for bond scholarships just becos they provide you with free education. maybe its just me. after all, i'm the type who'll quit if i'm not happy. but he's not...he's responsible enough. of cos my advices were falling on deaf ears. funny how the closer that person is to u, their words dun matter as much...and anyway, its his future, not mine, why should i be so concerned? i should go worry more about my own future sia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-7306197797331657296?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7306197797331657296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7306197797331657296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7306197797331657296' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-5985023172270640040</id><published>2008-02-29T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T02:30:25.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recess week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just been slacking n sleeping n playing. and havent touched any of my work yet. in short, doing everything that i'm supposed to be doing on a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. monday was handphone collection day. it took only 2 days for Nokia to replace my screen, but the collection was a long, painful wait. dunno why collect the phone only mus wait soooo long. they take ages to find my phone -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues was tuition day, finally! my first session with my tuitee who lives in potong pasir.. i'm teaching her N lvl chemistry..the ride didnt really take long but it was super difficult to find her house. personally i am quite happy with my tuitee. i find her a rather engaging girl. teachable. not to mention the pay is actually quite high! feels good to earn my own keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed was slacking day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs (today) was ktv with uni gang day...even though 2 of them didnt turn up..we had a nice time singing in the 10 bucks ktv in chinatown. just that the songs were abit too obsolete for some of them (not for me though =x) and the shark's fin soup really is just soup, but at least its edible. daphne, kl and me ate at maxwell after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday is the movie marathon with gang day. the plan is to finish watching all 3 movies, kungfu, cj and L tml. dunno if we can even achieve that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat is IVP first day sparring. will be heading down to NTU SRC to watch my friends spar. exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun is again tuition and jogging day. managed 12rounds of the tracks last sun, which is only 4.8km...a long way from my 42km...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno why kenna addicted to jogging. its really quite addictive. the high you get after a good run is really very nice. and my source of motivation? those who knows, knows la, haha. i find it hard to hold on to my belief and thinking sometimes. find it hard to peservere. but i guess these things will sort itself out somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-5985023172270640040?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5985023172270640040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5985023172270640040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5985023172270640040' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-1870299746780026016</id><published>2008-02-19T02:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T02:36:43.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>busy like s**t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will be a crazy week. 1 jap kanji quiz today, 1 econs quiz, 1 resume, a full lab report on raman spect, tuition classes, and last but not least, a 214 assignment, all in a week.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know how or where to begin, haha. just looking forward to end of the week, no matter how cui i performed at least its over and its the start of recess week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never forgive myself if i ever decide to switch career and choose a field in banking/finance or other non-chemistry field. what is the point of going through whatever i'm going through if i'm gonna take up banking??? i was thinking of finding a job in HSA as a QC food inspector or a more interesting job as a forensic scientist. but today i realised i dont really qualify for their requirements...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vday came and went...like any normal day, the many hyped up and high frens around me rubbed off some of the vday fever on me, glad i ate dinner at Hall 16 with wt and hl, away from all that crazy commercialism for some peace n quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went jogging as usual yesterday evening. only managed 10 rounds of the track, which is about 4km, on a super snail-like pace. the weather was hot n humid and i was seeing stars by my 9th n 10th round. how to accomplish 100 rounds (42km) for the standard chartered marathon??? but then i figured there would be no better time to run it than this year. becos supposedly at 21 years old you're at your fittest, and well, i probably wont have time to train in year 3 or 4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of cos e main reason for joining is becos there's a possibilty he might join too, ahaha. just what exactly do i think will happen? given the large differences in our skills the only time i'll interact with him is probably only during e starting n ending point, haha. or maybe no ending even, if i cant take it and run all the way back home instead. =x by continuing to fixate on him i actually incur a huge opportunity cost by not giving other 'options' a chance. according to econs tat is. but i think i'd rather spend a whole lifetime waiting for e right one than go jumping into a bgr or marriage with someone just becos he is available/interested. i only want the best for a lifetime. and currently in my eyes, he is the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-1870299746780026016?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/1870299746780026016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/1870299746780026016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1870299746780026016' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-4590227770681401291</id><published>2008-02-13T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T02:46:33.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ai Otsuka - Peach (PV)</title><content type='html'>bit of v-day cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, honestly i dun really like vday becos the general public just becomes very lame on that day. haha i'm serious! not saying it cos i dun have a bf (that's by my personal choice haha! and its not bitterness too, tat's reserved for wt =p), but really, is there a need to do all the lame stuff and squeeze with other lame ppl to show off your gf/bf/flowers/pets/watever-it-is-that-u-show-off. my personal idea of a perfect vday is  to... ... ... haha, tats only for me to know. as long as the person is right, everything else just doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished watching jap version of hanazakari no kimitachie (hana kimi). no real preference towards jap or taiwanese version. but found the ending theme really nice, and the mtv really lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a long time i couldnt understand why the song is titled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Peach]&lt;/span&gt; and has a hilarious gigantic peach in the mtv... den i study the  lyrics closer and actually its saying a peach is like a mark of an inverted heart...lame. so should ppl start giving peaches instead of roses? haha! shall post it to bring up the lame vday mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails2.swf?permalinkId=v36943426mhwxgwH&amp;amp;player=videodetailsembedded&amp;amp;videoAutoPlay=0" allowfullscreen="true" bgcolor="#000000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="345" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太陽サンサン　盛り上がる今年は　歌いたい&lt;br /&gt;気分ルンルン　飲みたい放題　笑いたい&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ゆれるゆれる心に　ドキドキしたいなぁ…。&lt;br /&gt;それもそうかな、楽園&lt;br /&gt;あぁ、あぁ、あぁ…夏だねぇ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACH!!　ひっくり返る愛のマーク&lt;br /&gt;一点で不安定だからすぐ一転する　だけど返してみせるよ&lt;br /&gt;PEACH!!　ひっくり返る愛のマーク&lt;br /&gt;何倍ものパワーが必要　がんばってみせるよ　愛しちゃうから&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;憂鬱にバイバイ　そんな暇はない　もったいない&lt;br /&gt;脱皮でバイバイ　イイトコロ見たら　チャンスでしょ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ひたむきさが大事ね　忘れたあの日&lt;br /&gt;いつの間に汚れたんだ?&lt;br /&gt;あぁ、あぁ、あぁ…熟します!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEACH!!　お尻だらけの誘惑&lt;br /&gt;少しくらい心配したっていいじゃない、信じてるけど&lt;br /&gt;BEACH!!　お尻が欲しければあげるわ&lt;br /&gt;刺激的な夜と癒しの朝用意するね&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吸い込んだ中に混ざってた　悪魔と天使&lt;br /&gt;押せど押せど引き　元に返したら　ハイ　タッチ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINCH!!　何事もバランス　お互いマイペース&lt;br /&gt;リズムに合わせてジャンプ!&lt;br /&gt;PINCH!!　やっぱ一緒にいようよ　いるべきだよ&lt;br /&gt;機嫌直して　楽しもうよ　この夏を&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACH!!　ひっくり返る愛のマーク&lt;br /&gt;何倍ものパワーが必要　がんばってみせるよ　愛しちゃうから&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-4590227770681401291?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4590227770681401291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4590227770681401291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#4590227770681401291' title='Ai Otsuka - Peach (PV)'/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-5341158699467828758</id><published>2008-02-12T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T02:14:03.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>post cny depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. gosh. i think too much cny can be a bad thing. made me totally no mood to do school stuff at all. at times have to keep reminding myself that i'm a student, my job is to study. pon lects yesterday n today. dunno why last nite suddenly nose running like an open tap. cant even remember how i got the flu. excuses excuses! i just dun wan to do any acadamic stuff, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-5341158699467828758?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5341158699467828758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5341158699467828758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5341158699467828758' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-3071138003798649339</id><published>2008-02-06T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T03:20:29.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>今日は　つまらないですね&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to pon econs lect tml. family gonna have lunch together. been quite long since i lunched with them, so i tot i'll just pon tml's lect. excuses actually, i jus wanna pon, ahaha. the ponning feeling is starting to return. sigh. school life's been boring of late. shouldnt have planned for jap lessons at 530-7pm, its really quite cui... and i'll end up being cui on tuesdays too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out i wasnt allowed to take the free air tickets, so i paid $1952 for the flights...oh well, at least i wont be alone on the departing flight. but i'll return alone though, at a slightly earlier date than them. someone sponsor me a psp to take with me on the long flights? oh and i need a decent digicam too, prefably from Sony, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently been going on weekly jogs with wt n hl every sunday. wanna build up my stamina before going to US...and the idea of joining the standard chartered just came to me, after i heard um, someone mentioned it a few months back. lolol. so i tried convincing them to join with me at the end of this year, and we calculated the distance of 42km is about 100 rounds around a 400m track! gosh, how do anyone complete 100rounds???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its cny week! long awaited break...but so much stuff to do after cny sian...not to mention jap dictation n econs quiz n 214 assignment n lab reports...zzz. happy cny to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-3071138003798649339?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3071138003798649339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3071138003798649339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3071138003798649339' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-4880490714452604591</id><published>2008-02-04T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T00:05:27.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(warning: this is a long post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Packed like sushi in a Tokyo train "&lt;/strong&gt; Sunday Times, 3 February 2008 pg 22&lt;br /&gt;By Kwan Weng Kin&lt;br /&gt;Japan correspondent in Tokyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PACKED like sushi (sushi zume). That's how the Japanese describe their rush-hour trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of late, Singaporeans have been ranting loudly about how impossible it is to board an MRT train in the morning to work. But I daresay they do not know what a packed train really looks like until they have ridden the ones here (in Japan) at peak hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first experience of this daily ritual came when I spent 18 months commuting to a Japanese language school here, which entailed a bone-crushing ride every morning on Tokyo's Yamanote loop line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet miraculously, no matter how bloated the train looked, there was always room for several more people, including myself, to get on. Often, all I had to do was to let the guy behind me push me in. No worries either, about the doors not being able to shut. A determined, last-minute shove from behind by the railway staff always ensures that the doors will close for a safe journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once inside the carriage, there is no room to move, except maybe wriggle one's fingers and toes to help improve the blood circulation. I quickly found out that it was far less uncomfortable to be surrounded by fellow commuters, no matter how cramped it was, than to be squashed against the train's metal doors or the vertical steel posts in the carriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the winter, when people cannot leave their homes without donning thick overcoats, the morning train ride becomes even more of a test of endurance and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never found the on-board experience repulsive at all. Through the years, the "sushi-like" conditions on Japanese trains have not changed one bit. Given this fact, I am at a loss to understand Singaporean commuters who whine about every little inconvenience on the MRT, including - as one woman said - the breathing of fellow travellers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the Japanese seem to have mastered the art of unobtrusive breathing. Most passengers are also too engrossed in their cellphones, game machines, paperbacks or newspapers, or just napping, to worry about the living organisms around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And despite the overcrowded conditions, the air in Japanese trains is never foul, the result undoubtedly of a culture that is not only obsessed with keeping one's body clean but also always mindful of not posing a nuisance to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do the Japanese put up with this seemingly impossible situation every day? I put it down to their outlook on life. Driven by a "kiasu" mentality, some Singaporeans ignore queues and rush for seats on the train or hog the space near the exits for fear of not being able to get off later. If they do not get what they want, they find the train ride a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a Japanese, it can't be helped that trains are crowded in the morning as they understand that everyone else is trying to get to work on time too. Fortunately, there is never any fear of not being able to get off at the station in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how jam-packed a train is, a slight nudge, a light tap on the shoulder, or better still a polite "&lt;em&gt;Sumimasen, orimasu&lt;/em&gt;" ("Excuse me, I am getting off") will see people straining to make way for one to alight.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. this is the shortened version of the article on the Sunday times. I removed quite a lot of paragraphs. posted this article cos i'm also one of the so-called commuters on the Singapore train during peak hours. highly recommend you to view the original article for the pic of the japanese train carriage. its really quite erxin. but then i dont quite agree with this writer too. like he said the Japanese had already mastered &lt;strong&gt;the art of unobtrusive breathing, the air in their train is never foul, and they are never kiasu. &lt;/strong&gt;these are the very things tat are very hard to achieve in Singapore trains I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to one of the whiners about the MRT situation, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my experience of MRT these years, always can see very pissifying people doing things like coughing without covering mouth, talking loudly on cellphones spitting all their saliva around, pick their noses in the trains (omg) and worse still, have B.O or dun brush teeth or have smokers breath or eat whatever shit for breakfast that smells like shit. omg, total nitemare. can u imagine being squeezed with these ppl from aljunied to boon lay...omg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is why Singaporeans are complaining about the train situation i think. Not because its crowded, but because its damn uncomfortable. If the train carriage in Singapore can be as good as those in Japan - no foul air, no obtrusive breathing, a population of people obsessed with cleanliness, no kiasuness... i think no one will complain. Too bad we just arent as cultured as them, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-4880490714452604591?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4880490714452604591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4880490714452604591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#4880490714452604591' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-1458409397783905826</id><published>2008-01-28T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:57:55.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOADS of things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its already into 4th week of school, and cny is next week, yea, next week! I cant wait for the long awaited 4 day break. I'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lab was ok...the procedures actually arent difficult, because of the modules we're taking this sem (all physical chem), we dont really have to deal with much chemicals. But the fact that I jammed the fluorescence spectrophotometer on the first lab session was quite freaky. Somehow I didnt have my common sense with me on that day and inserted the cell too deep, causing it to get stuck in the machine. Gosh, I think that machine cost more than 10k? Good thing after all the T.As tried and everything they managed to remove the stucked cell, but ink was leaking inside from an unknown source, lol. the bomb calorimeter experiment was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/R535dONA9XI/AAAAAAAAAEc/b8zD0SRndss/s1600-h/2500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/R535dONA9XI/AAAAAAAAAEc/b8zD0SRndss/s320/2500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160555028460664178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a slightly different pic of the fluorescence spectrophotometer that i stucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my laptop is finally back, all fixed and well. since it was the harddisk that spoilt, i didnt have to pay a single cent for them to repair it for me, but I lost all data, all songs, all pics. sigh. and then the screen of my nokia phone is still faulty, havent got time to go repair. and i spoilt my newly bought water bottle. and the entire sole of my old nike shoes dropped off last night after i went jogging with Hl and Wt. haha. talk about a suay suay year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip to the US is in the final stages already. Went to the US embassy to get fingerprinted and everything, though there were many hiccups. Received the email recently about flight bookings, and guess how much a pair of return tickets to the US cost? ...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a whopping &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SGD$1952&lt;/span&gt; !!! It almost 2000 dollars! Just to fly to the US! And its on CHINA AIRLINES. I checked the Singapore Airlines tickets. $2577 if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;thats the bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good news is, my mum works at SIA, so I can get free air tickets on Singapore Airlines. Yea! I dont have to fly on China Airlines and I dont have to pay so much. Just for domestic flight from L.A to Cleveland. Even though I wont be on the same flight as wt and gang, will be lonely and everything...but..oh well. SQ flight is always better than CI flight. I can always try to sleep my way through the entire thing. sigh. 'lonely...i am so lonely...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting excited about the trip already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-1458409397783905826?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/1458409397783905826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/1458409397783905826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1458409397783905826' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/R535dONA9XI/AAAAAAAAAEc/b8zD0SRndss/s72-c/2500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-9032425506830984493</id><published>2008-01-16T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T02:35:06.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stretched thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno why today in such a completely lousy mood.&lt;br /&gt;actually i know why. or maybe i dun. times like this makes me feel like disappearing off the face of the earth for a day or two.&lt;br /&gt;feels like every minute of my waking time i'm waging war.&lt;br /&gt;cant take a minute or two to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;cant just leave everything to someone and just rest. just have the luxury of a minute or two to know that i dun have to do anything. dun have to make decisions big or small. dun have to think. to plan. to settle stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess there's jus too much stuff going on thats making me feel stretched. school, tutorials, spoilt laptop, us visa interview, lab, txtbook buying, all within a week. not to mention things, people tat stretches me emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;guess i've got the "i-just-want-to-throw-down-everything-n-disappear" syndrome. haha. guess i shld just sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-9032425506830984493?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/9032425506830984493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/9032425506830984493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#9032425506830984493' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-2930185696374699895</id><published>2008-01-16T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:11:27.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jargon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am currently into 2nd week of school, where all tutorials n lab begins. monday was the first jap lvl 2 tutorial class. glad i'm taking with roomie, cos it makes it much more fun. was kinda stunned when the sensei started talking. her speed is x3 that of my previous sensei. taihendesu ne! the whole class seemed quite pro in jap, haha... sigh, time to go level up my jap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the 2nd econs lecture today, He211 labour economics which is a 4Au econs core module...and came back with a splitting headache. its so confusing and jargonic. gosh, marvel those who majors in econs...it's so difficult! lucky i'm taking with kevin from my jap lvl 1 class n his frens... its their major so they can help me out abit. almost every major in university is difficult... like us having to deal with lab sessions starting tml. we're assigned partners and groups this time... hope i get along well with my lab partner... havent start lab already i'm sighing. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school life is in one word: sian. shall go think up of ways to not have such a dull, monotonous school life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-2930185696374699895?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2930185696374699895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2930185696374699895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2930185696374699895' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-8266917136396541827</id><published>2008-01-08T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T01:05:44.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school. handphone talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. today is 'officially' my first day of school. so sian! the 2 core modules, 211 analytical chem and 214 physical chem are soooo dry. zzz. finally met up with my cbc mates after so long! everyone looks fine n well :)  wanted to buy both textbooks for the core modules today but turns out that atm card didnt have enough money, ahah! totally broke. but... mum suddenly passed me 50bucks just now, ahaha. turned out she won some money on a day-cruise jackpot trip with friends. so i have the money to buy the books again. really weird how things turns out sometimes, like everything in life is planned out, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a new hp last week, Nokia 6120 Classic, from singtel hello shop for $48. it been 4 years since i last used a nokia phone. here's my cellphone history, starting from the earliest, lol&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 5110: my first phone. big n silly, lol&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 3210: the highly popular but heavy phone.&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 3315: the cousin of 3310, with a very ugly keypad, lol&lt;br /&gt;SE T610: highly popular too, but it was very lag. tats when i vow i'll nvr buy another SE phone&lt;br /&gt;Samsung E530c: my last phone. was an exceptionally good phone from samsung. loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 6120 classic: my current phone. got quite a shock cos the interface is really different from those black and white days of nokia phones. and after talking for long the phone gets really hot. quite scary. and the battery life sux! whatever the hell happened to their batteries? i hate charging every other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/R4OtTgPiRKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WsoT2IFVTbA/s1600-h/sc001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/R4OtTgPiRKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WsoT2IFVTbA/s320/sc001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153152949226194082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-8266917136396541827?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8266917136396541827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8266917136396541827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8266917136396541827' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/R4OtTgPiRKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WsoT2IFVTbA/s72-c/sc001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-976246227602848339</id><published>2008-01-07T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T23:10:06.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its that time of the year again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ponned the very first day of school. ponned to go take the stupid 5cm by 5cm photo required for the visa application and went to hand in the forms today with wantin. not only that, the harddisk of my laptop actually crashed a few nights back. talk about being suay. gotta send it for repair soon. many thanks to my roomie who lent me her laptop without a second word. you're the best! ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was able to get that econs module tat i failed to get. So lucky happened to see 1 slot just when i logged in. but the systems been a bit screwed up recently. couldnt even add/drop this morning, and now that i've added it, edventure is still not updated. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the rat race begins again. i'm already dreading lab and lectures and what not. zzz. i hate being in the rat race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-976246227602848339?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/976246227602848339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/976246227602848339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#976246227602848339' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-506968589002991503</id><published>2008-01-04T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T05:44:30.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>overdued. happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. an overdued entry. finally the feeling to blog overcame the laziness and I'm here to blog. I wonder why I'm always so lazy. is laziness an inborn characteristic or is it part of every human? is that i simply havent found anything to be enthusiastic in or that i'm simply not enthusiastic in anything? lol. anyway, here's what I blogged on 1st Jan 2007.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/b&gt;   "-= Happy New Year! =-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, nothing much happened the past few days. managed to... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...New year resolutions 2007 (i shall take a look at this at 31/12/2007 to see if i accomplished them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Not sleep in lecture. DO NOT SLEEP HS!&lt;br /&gt;#2. Reduce slacking. In terms of staying at home to rot.&lt;br /&gt;#3. Devote more time and enthusiasm at tkd. with the coming ivp, i'm afraid its vital to be enthu about it..&lt;br /&gt;#4. Do Not neglect my frens! pri,sec,jc,uni, i shall try to go out with them more often.&lt;br /&gt;#5. Be more positive about everything!&lt;br /&gt;#6. like my xmas wish, this last resolution i shall keep it to myself, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok. Hs year-end-report begins now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: Hell, i not only slept in lectures for the past year, I even skipped an increased number.&lt;br /&gt;Failed&lt;br /&gt;#2: I slacked even more than ever for '07. Failed&lt;br /&gt;#3: I quitted tkd. though i did manage to get that silver medal...but...Failed.&lt;br /&gt;#4: Ok. I managed to catch up with certain grps and still neglected some. Ok&lt;br /&gt;#5: I'm still a cynical pessimist. Failed.&lt;br /&gt;#6: Haha...regarding this...it's still pending, LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in short, i did not achieve much at all for year 2007. Can I please beg myself to achieve more in year 2008? Stop being a freaking slacker who only know how to sleep and skip lectures? Can I dare to show more enthusiasm in life? dare to pursue my passion and happiness? dare to be  even more independent n stronger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again i shall review this on 31st Dec 2008 to see how i've progressed, ahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-506968589002991503?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/506968589002991503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/506968589002991503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#506968589002991503' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-2574958986065017914</id><published>2007-12-26T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T20:53:22.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>merry xmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoyoyo. didnt really do much these days, just keep playing mahjong with the other super free frens of mine, hahaha. they stayed over my house on xmas eve, bringing loads of food, drinks, and stuff, while i supplied the absolute vodka, ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out that we didnt really drink a lot either. wantin was the funniest, she totally turned red on her second glass of my personal cocktail of sprite, lemonade and vodka. and the red is the hongbao kind of red, gosh...totally scared me. so in the end we didnt really drink a lot, with all the drinks now still at my place -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days just been slacking and playing world of warcraft (WoW) private server. the malaysia's private server crashed yesterday and time got rolled back, so we (not telling you who :P) turned to the US private server instead. WoW is a much more difficult and challenging game to play then maplestory. you actually have to use lots of strategy and thinking to pit your skills against humongous bosses or other equally crafty players. i can actually consider playing the real, paid subscription server when i'm working, now too broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results will be released on the 28th, as maggimee kindly reminded me last nite. man, i totally forgot about the whole freaking thing. pray pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-2574958986065017914?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2574958986065017914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2574958986065017914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2574958986065017914' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-8076636208908920558</id><published>2007-12-18T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T04:56:38.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's no happily ever after. (my 2cents worth of thoughts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. watched 'Enchanted' with the usual gang today (minus wt) at GV marina. if i'm not wrong, i think enchanted was the first movie i watched since 'Secret'. crap, so long liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its was an ok movie... i was expecting it to be a cliched disney movie but it was quite refreshing. fairy tale princess falls to real world and met true love. sounds diao, haha. its simply, happily-ever-after Vs. no happily-ever-after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, i belong to the second group, like the lawyer in the movie, haha. i want to believe life has a happily-ever-after, but our world really isnt like that i think. saw quite a number of supposedly 'in love' couples, after being together for so long, still split up. 2 ppl go through all that crap of courting, dating, arguing, making up, and then split either due to boredom or simply, a better 'search option' has come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are lots of people who marry for the sake of 'settling down'. What on earth is 'settling down'? They reach marriagible age, panic about their biological clock, and start looking and marrying anyone decent, and carry on their lineage. is this their idea of happily-ever-after?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i onced watch a tv programme on some chinese philosophy. the prof said "A promise to forever be together is a lie. No one in this world can be by your side forever." the reason is simple. we are humans, not gods, not fairies. and humans change. humans die. if your beloved got knocked by a car the next day after he married you, are u going to heaven to ask him to keep his promise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i'm so not gonna believe a guy if he ever say he will never leave me. it just reeks of immaturity and foolishness. haha i know a lot of ppl are gonna be disagreeing with me. But in this real world, humans will leave each other, be it after 1 day or 100 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the above are my own opinion and life values, you may or may not agree with me, haha. dear dear, when did i become so cynical? i want to believe in happily-ever-after too, but, aiyo, all those reality facts just keep reminding me one mustn't ever be too unrealistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, i also have thought up of a happily-ever-after ending for myself too, if it exist. it is to travel with 'the one' around the world. hiking mountains, swimming oceans, camping in log cabins, horse-riding through plains of lands, learning countless languages and cultures. dun care about big houses, kids, career or anything else. just have enough money and keep travelling round n round n round the world. cool ending for me eh? lets see if it ever comes true :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-8076636208908920558?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8076636208908920558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8076636208908920558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8076636208908920558' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-171860496222527684</id><published>2007-12-11T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T04:46:05.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>konbanwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. long time no see. special blogging today cos finally met up with the 4 oldest frens of mine to celebrate a belated birthday with yw. its also the first time all of us met since exams ended, haha. well, its a fun n enjoyable outing as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the initial attire confusion as to whether we should dress for the beach or for the iceskating rink (long story), we decided to head to marina square for some bowling action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/R17zlCSJx4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/dQ_bto0HvBc/s1600-h/d2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/R17zlCSJx4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/dQ_bto0HvBc/s320/d2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142815642097403778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i told you we brought two watermelons along with us, will you believe me? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we stoned awhile and headed to the Donut Factory branch at Suntec. I tried the spicy cheese donut and its really nice! best thing is, there is no queue! forget 2 hr queuing at Raffles City. Just walk 30mins to Suntec, faster. We den had a v interesting dinner at Waraku Japanese Restaurant (Marina Square).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/R1700ySJx5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BxNG52xnKG4/s1600-h/f1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/R1700ySJx5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BxNG52xnKG4/s320/f1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142817012191971218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was...um...interesting. Lol, long story also. Take a look at my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUMONGOUS&lt;/span&gt; bowl of udon...nearly fainted when i saw it... How on earth can a bowl be so big? its so big such that i cannot even place my chopsticks in the middle of e bowl, or it will fall right in...LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, wish a Happy Belated Birthday to Yeewan for turning 20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/R172oSSJx6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/llDdVS7-3nc/s1600-h/PC032228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/R172oSSJx6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/llDdVS7-3nc/s320/PC032228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142818996466861986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's all 5 of us, cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: click on e image for a larger pic. pictures courtesy of jw n yw. i complied the collage using 'Paint', so it explains the mediocre job. paiseh, no money buy Photoshop...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-171860496222527684?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/171860496222527684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/171860496222527684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#171860496222527684' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/R17zlCSJx4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/dQ_bto0HvBc/s72-c/d2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-2930119838019681753</id><published>2007-12-02T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T02:18:41.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. finally put on the braces that i've been procrastinated for a long time due to exam and stuff. and gosh, one word. oh, make that two words: F***king Pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how on earth do so many people bear with the ridiculous amount of pain wearing braces brings??? and they look as though braces dont even hurt at all. gosh, now i'm suffering from ulcers, lip cuts, cheek cuts, teeth pain, gum pain. pain still nvm, best is, i cant chew at all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i gonna have to live with porridge for the next 2 years??? help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. maybe its only been 2 days tats why my mouth havent gotten used to it yet. but man. whoever invented braces is sadistic. its medival torture, no different from feet-binding and neck growing and body piercing. damn, why on earth did i ever agree to subject myself to such torture? f**k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i'm gonna have to live with it for 2 years. have to grow to like it i guess. will go take pics of my braced look and post here when i'm feeling better =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-2930119838019681753?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2930119838019681753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2930119838019681753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2930119838019681753' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-485487600387099543</id><published>2007-11-27T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T00:34:26.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ho ho ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho ho ho. exam is over!!! just like that, in a blink of an eye. 5 papers all over. hm... here's a quick review of them all, LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CBC212 Inorganic Chem&lt;/span&gt;: the lecturer didnt set questions for the last 3 chapters, argh! just when i finally understood electronic spectra n tanabe-sugano, he didnt set them!!! pissed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HP804 Culture Transition&lt;/span&gt;: ok la. printed the notes the nite b4 the exam. =x. felt like fainting before e exam cos had less den 4 hrs of sleep to try to finish reading the notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CBC213 Organic Chem&lt;/span&gt;: ho ho ho. i just hope to at least scrape a C for this module. pray x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LJ1 Jap Level 1&lt;/span&gt;: due to the syllabus cut, the standard was wayyyy lower den previous years. the paper was till 7:30, by 6:30, the hall was almost empty, so weird. left at 7:00 with jw n wt, first time leave exam early, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EE8062 Financial n Management Acct &lt;/span&gt;: did the paper till i headache, and wont stop aching till i reach home. after 2 hrs of furious calculator-pressing and figuring out why my balance sheet was short of $1000, my exams finally ended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally no after exam mood at all, dunno why. i think its cos during exam i was already slacking anyway, LOL. dun even have anime to watch liao, all watch finish =x. what shld i do den? what shld i do? shld probably gain some weight. in preparation for mugging next sem. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-485487600387099543?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/485487600387099543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/485487600387099543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#485487600387099543' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-8966081608971970291</id><published>2007-11-12T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T03:18:29.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exam time. i'm off for a mugging spree. zzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. this shall be my last post till the end of exams. unlike previous years, i don't think i'll want to spend time during exam period reliving those horrendous papers. finally its exam week, and my first paper wont be here till 19th, so i got a few days to slack, i mean, mug at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the jap listening last tues and oral last friday. listening was surprisingly, more difficult than oral. during the last qn where a girl narrated a whole passage totally caught me off guard. i tot it was just an example -.-. so in the end i jus anyhow tick or cross the answer. jap oral was relatively ok...slipped up a bit when sensei asked what time my jap class start n end...went to get my 213 test3 and the prof really wasnt very happy with me..i can understand why though...failed all 3 of his test le...sigh. its my fault for not being conscientious. i forgot tat organic chem really takes a lot of work. its impossible to perform last min miracle for organic chem, but i shall do what i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like this part of the lyrics of Nagaraboshi~Shooting Star by Home Made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="content_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="content_1"&gt;空を見上げれば&lt;br /&gt;星達がほら、瞬いてる&lt;br /&gt;この地球（ほし）の&lt;br /&gt;人達みたいに&lt;br /&gt;様々な　光を放って.&lt;br /&gt;その中で僕も&lt;br /&gt;ひときわ輝いていたんだ&lt;br /&gt;目を閉じて&lt;br /&gt;心に誓う&lt;br /&gt;流れ星に夢をたくして.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="content_2"&gt;When I look up at the sky&lt;br /&gt;The stars are sparkling&lt;br /&gt;Each giving off its own light&lt;br /&gt;Like the people on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;That's right, that's why&lt;br /&gt;I want to shine for once&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and make a wish&lt;br /&gt;And entrust my dreams to that shooting star.&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/6533279-8966081608971970291?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8966081608971970291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8966081608971970291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8966081608971970291' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-4472411476659730288</id><published>2007-11-05T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T00:20:05.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boulevard of broken dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots. today i bought my new wireless router G at Challenger at Funan. it's a monday afternoon so the shops were relatively empty. felt a bit weird. shopping at funan alone on a monday afternoon. i seem to be the only girl in my age group around. mostly were office workers strolling after their lunch and at the gameshop also were office class asking prices of psp and stuff. was looking for accessories for my nds lite, but to no avail. oh, ya i have an nds lite. and i've played quite a lot of games to date. ffIII, rune factory, legend of zelda, brain age 1&amp;amp;2, the lame cooking game, bleach 2, animal crossing... haha i sound so geeky. otaku desu ka? iie, chingaimasu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ya, my wireless router. cost me $79 bucks by D-link. was in a hurry to buy one becos the lan port of my laptop is spoilt, so i've got no choice but to use wireless. and so i set up the thing by myself from scratch. fiddled with the complicated wiring, the confusing installation, and the frustrating encryption. before its now finally up and running. woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a nap and was just about to revise for jap listening tml when a huge cockroach appeared on the wall of the master bedroom. woot. i promptly walked out, and closed the door. shall wait for my mum to return home later to kill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite sick of it sometimes. ever since my dad died 5 yrs ago its been like that. i have the whole house to myself whenever mum's at work. and whatever stuff i always have to deal with it myself. i've got to settle com problems myself, set-up wireless myself, deal with cockroaches myself, eat by myself, watch tv by myself, circuit breaker trip cause blackout also have to solve by myself, thief attempt to steal things from my window also i was home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get sick of it sometimes. when the power trips, when the light bulb blows, i sometimes wish got just anyone around to do it. wish got a male figure to settle stuff like TV problems and cockroaches and whatever shit you face in daily life. on certain days i just feel like taking a back seat and have someone settle these stuff for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hated being forced to be independent so early. i hated every bit of it. i do not understand why some people can move out of their family's home to choose to live alone. i simply cannot comprehend. oh well, i guess its my age. i guess when i grow older i'll begin to yearn this sort of solitude. already i'm showing signs. during the 3 week stay at my sis house i was quite unused to having ppl around the hse and having my bro in law disturbing me at times. its like i've forgotten wats its like to have ppl around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm slowly beginning to learn ba. like today, i've leveled up! i know how to fix wireless routers liao! maybe someday i'll learn how to fix the Tv, fight thiefs, wire electricity in the house, fix leaking taps...etc etc. whatever guys can do, girls can too, right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, mum just returned and promptly killed the cockroach. and if i ever wan company i can always go over to my sis's place. or be with my frens. after all, millions of ppl outside are worse off than me. being independent means i'll be more able to stand my own ground in foreign areas or in times of crisis in future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-4472411476659730288?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4472411476659730288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4472411476659730288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4472411476659730288' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-5357655819142419084</id><published>2007-10-30T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T03:46:30.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rewriting text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dots. ok, its e-learning week, and after ponning my jap class yesterday i havent been to lessons yet this week. tml there's the v sian 212 inorganic chem midterm 2. god. as i studied it for the past few days i was very tempted, for many times, to throw the textbook out of my window. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno is it the fault of the book or the subject, but the whole thing was just....crap. i think i've had enough of spin multiplicity or spin orbital coupling or jahn-teller or whatever shit splitting or coupling. enough. for this week only at least :(&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the book fault. many times it contradicted itself and i spotted at least 4 times that said 'please refer to the literature given for more details.' hello? u're the textbook and u ask me to refer to the literature? then i buy u for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats the main difference btw tertiary level education and sec/jc education. in the past the textbook is king. everything that is inside is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; truth. you're not supposed to doubt it. every fact given is just that. but at uni level you must be smarter. the textbook is most probably written by some professor somewhere. and judging by the level of some prof teaching me, i probably would never read anything written by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the point is, there is no such thing as an absolute truth at university level. Heck, maybe 5 years later i'll win some nobel prize and rewrite the bloody textbook i'm reading now. good eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Straits Times will say&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LS coupling now officially renamed as HS coupling. Trashy textbooks all to be recalled and refunded FOC. Cheers&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. a joke. i'm just trying to destress. i'm damn scared of 212 n 213.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-5357655819142419084?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5357655819142419084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5357655819142419084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5357655819142419084' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-4610946659579724830</id><published>2007-10-24T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T01:57:43.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a weird day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. today is a really weird day. must have been lack of sleep or what. first was i totally made myself famous in jap class today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weird incident #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sensei: "hui see san, seafood o tabemasu ka?" (do u eat seafood)&lt;br /&gt;me: "hai, tabemasu." (yes i do)&lt;br /&gt;sensei: "doko e tabemasu ka?" (where do u go to eat)&lt;br /&gt;me: "east coast o tabemasu." (i eat east coast).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i realise my mistake too late, den everyone was like rofl. sensei was like "EAST COAST O TABEMASU KA???" lol. then even more funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sensei: "nani o tabemasu ka?" (what do u eat)&lt;br /&gt;me: "uh..."&lt;br /&gt;sensei: "kani o tabemasu ka?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "huh? kani?"&lt;br /&gt;sensei: "kani? kani?" (do crab like action)&lt;br /&gt;sensei: "ebi o tabemasu ka? ebi?" (do shrimp like action)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i kenna stunned. she do the crab n shrimp action really very funny...i shld have said i eat tako...lol! see whether she will do octopus action, ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weird incident #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den was my roomie who told me of her v weird n embarassing mistake. ahaha! paisei wt, i'm gonna reveal ur embarassing mistake here!&lt;br /&gt;today she went to queue for roti prata at the canteen A stall. then she said&lt;br /&gt;" 2 plain pizza please."&lt;br /&gt;lol!!! apparently she attacted the weird stares of a shuai guy infront of her. LOL.  2 plain prata become 2 plain pizza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weird incident #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of best. today after visiting my nephew at my sis house, we were practicing talking some jap on the way to the busstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "na ni?" (what?)&lt;br /&gt;wt: "taihendesu ne!" (its terrible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN u know what happened??? 2 indian on bicycle who was near us, suddenly smiled very friendly and waved at wantin!!! i totally stunned! LOL. ROFL! i tot how come the 2 indian smile and wave so friendly at wt...den i realise they might have tot wantin was speaking tamil language...LOLOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-4610946659579724830?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4610946659579724830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4610946659579724830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4610946659579724830' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-291251006331202319</id><published>2007-10-22T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:56:06.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the interview last saturday, and all of us got into our first choice, that is cedar points amusement park in Sandusky, Ohio. cheers for that. bad thing is there was only the food host job left, so all of us had to be food host, which could be either working in fastfood, waitressing or push cart or hotdog/ candy floss stall. i personally dun mind manning a hotdog stall or working in a fastfood restaurant...sounds like fun to be have an f&amp;amp;b job...but we had to work till 31st July though, so there really wont be much time for us to travel. most likely i'll have to miss the first week of school for year 3 sem 1. but, work n travel USA 2008 here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ponned 213 lect again today, was pouring and i jus didnt feel like getting myself all wet, taking the super long train ride to school just for a 2 hr lect. and i think i give up on organic chem le, ya...anyway, ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apathy is my major weakness this sem i guess. dunno why sometimes i jus couldnt care less about certain things or my studies. dunno why dun see the importance or the urgency that everyone around is sensing. in a way, its good cos i well, are just not sensitive to issues or are not easily worked up by certain stressful events. but its turning out to be really damaging...esp on my studies, sigh...when will i find my motivation back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-291251006331202319?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/291251006331202319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/291251006331202319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#291251006331202319' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-4435914807629030094</id><published>2007-10-19T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:22:25.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and another week goes by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. and we're now at week 10. week 11. week 12 and then we have our exams...yea! exams means holidays are near. cool. great to have a real good talk with a fren these days to hear her concerns and to voice my concerns regarding certain issues too. it's thereupatic to talk. and with that let us hope things change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its now down to 2 more labs to go before its the end of lab for this sem. am so counting down and looking forward to it. actually lab has been quite an eye opener for me really. i am especially lucky to be in the 3rd lab unit where most of the ppl there are really helpful and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, you see a person's true personality in times of 'crisis'. strangers whom i barely known at all would always surprise me with their little act of decency and kindness. Like the girl who took an extra face mask and placed it on my desk, even though i never asked her. The one who loaned me her entire report without a thought, even though i dunno who she was. Those who shared the sparse chemicals and whatever little space of the fume cupboard they had. The two partners beside me who took the time and patience to explain whatever step that i didnt know, even though they are busy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then u see acts of hideousness and selfishness too. ppl who hog chemicals, ppl who mess up the weighing balance space, ppl who are...well, plain selfish. lucky these incidents are few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, what really matters? does it really matter if your yield isnt 100%? does it matter if your compound is the wrong one? does it matter if you have to do and get every single step of the instructions right? is it really worth to be self-centered for all these? all depends on your priorities i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-4435914807629030094?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4435914807629030094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4435914807629030094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4435914807629030094' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-3921002489571799877</id><published>2007-10-17T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T01:50:46.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days like this feels so... sigh. maybe it was the organic chem tutorial. totally demoralising. i cant even bring myself to anyhow fill in an answer, cos i cant even think of an 'anyhow' answer. year 2 modules are so damn tough. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i even enjoying my major? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わかりません。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-3921002489571799877?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3921002489571799877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3921002489571799877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3921002489571799877' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-7164531555476962247</id><published>2007-10-14T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T03:28:26.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="title_header shorten"&gt;&lt;h2 class="" style="background-image: url(http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v43/54/4424882166/app_2_4424882166_7239.gif);"&gt;Wishabi Wish Assessment&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td style="width: 110px; text-align: center; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;img alt="2" src="http://www.wishabi.com/images/assessment_profiles/large/2.png?1192232914" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="vertical-align: top; padding-right: 40px;"&gt;           &lt;div style="color: rgb(59, 89, 152); font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; padding-bottom: 10px;"&gt;             Your Wish Personality is:           &lt;/div&gt;           &lt;div  style="color: rgb(59, 89, 152); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-size:18px;"&gt;             World Traveler                           &lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;(&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?460890&amp;app_id=4424882166&amp;action_type=3&amp;post_form_id=85a844319721b95e0a091b82c743a466';return true" href="http://apps.facebook.com/wishabi/facebook/wish_test/my_selections"&gt;View Details&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;                        &lt;/div&gt;           &lt;div style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;             You love to explore and see the world           &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td rowspan="2"&gt;                        &lt;table&gt;       &lt;tbody&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td style="text-align: right; font-size: 10px;"&gt;                   &lt;strong&gt; Compassionate Carer&lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;         &lt;div class="graph"&gt;           &lt;strong style="width: 28%;" class="bar" title="Compassionate carer"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td style="text-align: right; font-size: 10px;"&gt;                   &lt;strong&gt; Adrenaline Junkie&lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;         &lt;div class="graph"&gt;           &lt;strong style="width: 16%;" class="bar" title="Adrenaline junkie"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td style="text-align: right; font-size: 10px;"&gt;                   &lt;strong&gt; Giver&lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;         &lt;div class="graph"&gt;           &lt;strong style="width: 0%;" class="bar" title="Giver"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td style="text-align: right; font-size: 10px;"&gt;                   &lt;strong&gt; Enlightened Rejuvenator&lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;         &lt;div class="graph"&gt;           &lt;strong style="width: 16%;" class="bar" title="Enlightened rejuvenator"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td style="text-align: right; font-size: 10px;"&gt;                   &lt;strong&gt; Novelty Hunter&lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;         &lt;div class="graph"&gt;           &lt;strong style="width: 16%;" class="bar" title="Novelty hunter"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td style="text-align: right; font-size: 10px;"&gt;                   &lt;strong&gt; World Traveler&lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;         &lt;div class="graph"&gt;           &lt;strong style="width: 42%;" class="bar" title="World traveler"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td style="text-align: right; font-size: 10px;"&gt;                   &lt;strong&gt; Culinary Connoisseur&lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;         &lt;div class="graph"&gt;           &lt;strong style="width: 0%;" class="bar" title="Culinary connoisseur"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td style="text-align: right; font-size: 10px;"&gt;                   &lt;strong&gt; High Achiever&lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;         &lt;div class="graph"&gt;           &lt;strong style="width: 16%;" class="bar" title="High achiever"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;       &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;           &lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt 10px; line-height: 15px;"&gt; You love exploring things, not only in new places but relationships as well. You find excitement in exploring new cultures and there are too many places for you to see before you die. You may sit around day dreaming about places to go or may be planning a trip right now. Travel and you will be happy in your life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. did this assessment thing from facebook, and it described me so well! you're supposed to choose a few pics out of those they give u, and they'll supposedly analyse what you 'unconsciously' want in life. haha. ya, one of my greatest wish in life is to travel to all places and corners of the world before i die. hahaha. and if i ever achieve that, i'll probably die a happy person. you know, like u play a game and when u've explored all the areas there is to be explored, u'll just naturally quit. i think life is like that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-7164531555476962247?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7164531555476962247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7164531555476962247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7164531555476962247' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-6189239912430655739</id><published>2007-10-11T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T01:01:31.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work n travel USA 2008!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! recently found out about the work and travel USA programme through wantin. found out only this monday. as usual, i was very skeptical at first...safe anot la...ex anot la...fun anot la...den wt tried to persuade me to go... the work n travel USA programme is held during may-august during the summer hols, partly organised by ntu....where u go US to work at amusement parks or inns or hotels...u have to pay for your airfare n visa...but u work there for about 3months, so u can earn back...and at the same time after u complete your work u can do a small tour in US... being my usual lazy self i was quite skeptical la, dunno i can last so long working there anot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always wanted to do something crazy like that for once in my life...go to a foreign country to study or work...3 months say short not short, say long not long...and a bit scared also, first time going away to somewhere so far for so long without my family...but these few days i thought about it and think, its really a good experience and a once in a lifetime thing...once i start work i wont have the chance to do such a thing le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i found out meiwei already signed up for the thing...she going with her nus fren though...hehe, so wt and i decided to submit the online application...we picked cedar point amusement park in Ohio as our first choice, and Yellowstone national park in Wyoming as 2nd choice...gonna pay the 50bucks for e interview tml...hope i get it!!! after i decided, i suddenly feel very excited...cant wait to go le...hehe, think i've made the right decision...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-6189239912430655739?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6189239912430655739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6189239912430655739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6189239912430655739' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-2946150986842735649</id><published>2007-10-04T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:32:57.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>busy busy, woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been such a crazy week. stupid accounting assignment finally showed up and its due on monday, same as the 2nd organic test. and i screwed the first organic test so badly i'm ashamed, lol. and then there's another inorganic test nxt week. busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite was rushing the lab report for expt 4 and i nearly went berserk while doing the nmr interpretation.  totally like, what on earth  am i supposed to see??? wat the hell is up with all the funny splitting and j-coupling constant thing?? the only knowledge i have of nmr spectrum was from A lvls and i forgot everything. i stared at it for a good 1hr plus and finally gave up, figuring i'll ask my kawaii tomodachi during lab today. thinking back, abit regretted not taking 112 last sem. feels as though i missed out on a lot of stuff...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lab as usual was chaotic. best was the aircon spoilt today and i kept sweating under that thick lab coat...did some funny filtration tat took a whole hour to filter out, so i had to stand there for 1 hr to swirl the thing for it to filter faster. den at the end only yielded like, a few drops of oil as product. sigh. but i have to thank quite a lot of ppl for helping me...S for sending me her report last nite for 'reference', B and her 'fren' for helping and explaining to me how to interpret the nmr, K for helping me record my IR, and M who helped to wash a few of my apparatus. lolol. thanks peeps. feel a bit useless sometimes. but nvm, i'll make myself more useful in future. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now still have to go memorise my katakana for jap dictation tml,...and gotta start on that accounting assignment soon...sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-2946150986842735649?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2946150986842735649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2946150986842735649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2946150986842735649' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-3457054709003771631</id><published>2007-09-30T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T13:43:35.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sunday blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz. end of recess. again the usual things that cause a holiday/sunday blues is starting to come back. man. i feel that this sem i'm like so super slack. wats wrong? already screwed my inorganic chem test and i dun even dare to go retrieve back my organic chem test...i have a feeling it'll be worse. damn, why cant school be one without the need to mug? asking for the impossible eh? and the weekly lab sessions with the accompanying weekly lab reports are getting on my nerves. but den again, i'm already taking less subject than everyone and my timetable is like super slack already and yet i feel like slacking more. damn. again motivation level = 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only have&lt;br /&gt;-212 inorganic chem&lt;br /&gt;-213 organic chem&lt;br /&gt;-215 lab&lt;br /&gt;-hm jap 1&lt;br /&gt;-8062 acct (s/ued)&lt;br /&gt;-804 culture (s/ued)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the s/uing of the 2 super slack subs i'm left with only 3 modules and 1 lab. damn i feel so sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks are almost up and i'm getting ready to go back home from my bro-in-laws place on tues. the baby is getting bigger n bigger each day and noiser too, LOL. i can already foresee he'll be an attention seeker in future. but he's still super cute. mum and sis recalled that i never used to be like tat when i was a baby. they say i'll drink milk once and sleep the nite through, and when i wake up i wont cry for attention too, leading mum to conclude that i am = slow/not so smart baby. LOL. i'm not slow ok, i'm just low profile. lolol. here's a pic of the super cute baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/Rv82rtZCVhI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nAi1IaQvEp0/s1600-h/IMG_2112%2B.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115867826263053842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/Rv82rtZCVhI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nAi1IaQvEp0/s320/IMG_2112%2B.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-3457054709003771631?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3457054709003771631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3457054709003771631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3457054709003771631' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/Rv82rtZCVhI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nAi1IaQvEp0/s72-c/IMG_2112%2B.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-8740432109913880900</id><published>2007-09-14T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T23:16:10.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watashi wa... da re no desu ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a week. finally, finally can get some decent rest. moved to my sis's house in boon lay since wednesday. yea sure, i only take like 30mins to reach school, but the first 2 nights were disasterous. came down with severe sore throat at a most inopportune moment. plus not being used to sleeping here, i slept less than 3 hrs on wednesday night, so for the whole of lab during thursday i was like, totally zonked. just followed watever ppl was doing, dont even care liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. was doing the reflux distillation with my lab bench partner and B's 'fren', where we shared the water condenser together. and halfway through, there was a loud &lt;strong&gt;'Boom!'&lt;/strong&gt; and i saw a piece of flaming aluminium foil flying towards my lab bench partner. got a shock of my life! omg!! all 3 of us did something so so dangerous! we didnt even realise the wire of the hotplate was touching the hotplate itself, and i guess the heat melted the wire and reached the electricity inside. the other 2 were busy with their stuff and talking while i was just dreaming away. so damn lucky nothing serious happened. the lab's always so full of flammable chemicals and everything. bad thing was our entire bench experienced a power trip that caused other ppl's reflux to stop halfway...so sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today went for the xray and mould making at an orthodentic clinic near meritus mandarin...yup, i'm gonna put braces! haha...after so many years of nagging from all my family about my supposed unstraight teeth, i'm gonna put braces...sigh, so busy so busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, my nephew's name finally decided...donovan leng zen hoi (ning zheng kai)...i like the name zheng kai. ahaha, photos still not ready yet. good thing all he does is sleep, wont wail through the night to disturb my precious beauty sleep, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-8740432109913880900?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8740432109913880900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8740432109913880900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8740432109913880900' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-2020132979374433958</id><published>2007-09-07T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T02:29:41.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changes. changes. more changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things happening at once, life is a bit busy at the moment. today is friday, and usually i love fridays, but dunno why felt a bit moody today. must be the upcoming tests. they totally spoil any mood that i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, biggest news of all!!! i wish a very happy birthday to my newborn nephew, who was born on the 5th of September 2007. ahaha. he's a virgorian too, exactly 1 week after me, lol. the name's still undecided, so i dunno. when i barely stepped home on wednesday mum immediately dragged me to the hospital, lol. he was already born, and i must admit, he look ohmygod so cute!! i am very impartial de, not cute i will say not cute, but he look so damn kawaii!!! pics arent developed yet. his eyes and nose follows tat of my sis, lips like my bro-in-law, ahaha so funny. i usually cant stand babies and small children but when we stood outside the nursery staring at him, i totally melted when he opened his eyes and look at me. the feeling is really hard to describe. so from next wednesday onwards my mum will be taking 3 weeks leave to stay with sis and i'll have to tag along cos there will be no one at home.&lt;br /&gt;i guess from then on everyone's life is gonna change a lot, including mine. auntie liao leh, omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway life has been crazy mainly becos of the weekly lab sessions i think. they just totally drive me nuts. every thursday feels like i'm waging war inside the innovation lab for 6 hrs. ever since lab started for 3 weeks, i have never been able to eat lunch, or even drink or go to the toilet during e 6 hrs!!! wat the hell la! those freaking expts are so damn complicated. esp yesterday's expt 2. need to set the entire apparatus in the fume cupboard, fixing it to the vacumn and nitrogen pump to ensure tat not a drop of water enters the expt. every addition of ether have to be done via a syring injection into the suction cap, which was so hard to prick a hole in. den need to reflux it and den need to attach those running water condensers too. oh and not to mention there was serious overcrowding in the lab with not enuf fume cupboard, so everyone squeeze like siao. gd thing the TA handled most stuff for us, but it took so long just to set up, about 3 hrs i think. and there was only 1 pathetic IR machine to serve at least 40 of us in the lab. sigh. last week was worst. not enuf fume cupboard for me n poor shara who did expt5d, and i think i got poisoned by inhaling a lot of the poisonous fumes tat came out, lol. braindeaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week gotta move to my sis hse den need to study for the hellish 212 inorganic chem test plus hp804 test...sigh, moody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-2020132979374433958?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2020132979374433958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2020132979374433958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2020132979374433958' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-6179173020769443269</id><published>2007-08-30T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T01:01:31.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woots, it's my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. this year's birthday was a lot more happening than last years'. i remember last year my roomie and i stared at the clock till it turned 12 and she wished me, lol. be it happening or not, birthdays meant i'm getting older! i've finally crossed the 2 decade mark. if i'm living to 80, i'm already 1/4 through my life. haha. really thanks to everyone who wished me, smsed me, bought me stuff, made time to spend with me, thank u thank. honto ni, domo arigato gozaimasu (really, thank you very much.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbSEvptMaI/AAAAAAAAADs/PZXB8ZuTAgY/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104498206623740322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbSEvptMaI/AAAAAAAAADs/PZXB8ZuTAgY/s320/DSC00035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty birthday cake, thanks to shuwen, daphne, biying, kangli, meiwei for it! its very tasty too! love the white heart and chocolate mousse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbIePptMTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/CwL7w5pUhSg/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104487649594126642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbIePptMTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/CwL7w5pUhSg/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There they are! my CBC pals ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at nite, met up with 4 of my oldest, bestest friends for dinner at Holland Village. After much contemplating, they left the decision to me and i decided Fosters. Someday got chance will go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there to try Hogs Breath, Wala Wala and Raku Japanese. Not got chance, got $$ i mean, LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbODvptMWI/AAAAAAAAADM/aBubyBo7YJg/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104493791397359970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbODvptMWI/AAAAAAAAADM/aBubyBo7YJg/s320/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very nice baked fish and seafood spaggetti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbOYPptMXI/AAAAAAAAADU/jODm0hzES2k/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104494143584678258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbOYPptMXI/AAAAAAAAADU/jODm0hzES2k/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbOYPptMXI/AAAAAAAAADU/jODm0hzES2k/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pigs who cant wait to eat liao. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway Fosters' quite a nice restaurant. Very ambientic and romantic. I was initially afraid it was too formal. You know, those kind of high class restaurants where you have to eat carefully and talk quietly. I dont like to eat like tat, very xingku. Any meal should always be able to be eaten normally, LOL. Good thing towards the evening more ppl came and there's this superb female singer who sang some really really nice songs. We shared 2 main courses, soups, deserts and the very nice fried calamarie rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbPivptMYI/AAAAAAAAADc/4HMwtXVjGLU/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104495423484932482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbPivptMYI/AAAAAAAAADc/4HMwtXVjGLU/s320/DSC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The very pro singer &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbP5fptMZI/AAAAAAAAADk/_sLey9B5tPY/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104495814326956434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbP5fptMZI/AAAAAAAAADk/_sLey9B5tPY/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 of the 3 desserts, apple crumble with vanilla ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbJz_ptMVI/AAAAAAAAADE/L47aY7jZQYg/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104489122767909202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbJz_ptMVI/AAAAAAAAADE/L47aY7jZQYg/s320/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there you go, my oldest bestest friends. silly waiter got shaky hands, so the pic's blurred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-6179173020769443269?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6179173020769443269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6179173020769443269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#6179173020769443269' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/RtbSEvptMaI/AAAAAAAAADs/PZXB8ZuTAgY/s72-c/DSC00035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-3000020058348898240</id><published>2007-08-22T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T01:11:42.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the art of lecture listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. konnbanwa. long time no blog. been too busy with stuff. actually just been busy with pulling myself to school and then slacking at home. still in holidayish mood until K kindly reminded me tat we're gonna have tests in 2 weeks time. totally brought me down to earth. lol. shit!!! what tests??? i still holidaying sia, what tests???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to S/U my accouting module already. i know its already the very simplified version of accounting, but i still dont get a clue of how to do it actually. wat's the diff btw worksheet and trial balance? wats accounts receivable? unreceivable? payable? and how am i supposed to account for office equipment tat was bought for a 3 month period and was paid on credit? under cash? under accounts payable?&lt;br /&gt;actually, sorry, no offence to accounting students, i know its a very impt profession and everything, but to me it's quite...quite crap. 3 weeks of it i cant take it liao. realized i'd rather be in the lab tinkling with my conical flasks and pipettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of lab. had my first one last thurs after a 1yr hiatus. damn, dun even remember how to fold filter paper liao. the 6 hr long lab was an open-lab policy thing, so u could come at anytime and leave or do watever u wan within the 6 hr as long as u complete the thing. no professors were around, so once we reached there we're left on our own completely. my expt on paracetamol making was ok...though i screwed up at the end where i got too impatient waiting for it to recrystallise and lost almost all my ppt. i think i was supposed to go have lunch to wait for it to appear. den was quite interesting too, cos no prof so can walk around the 3 labs to chitchat and den can see B enjoying herself with her 'fren' in the lab. LOL. hmm. anyway we stayed for a full 5 hrs in the lab. came out totally hungry and dehydrated and braindead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, all wasnt nearly as bad as 212: inorganic chem. its probably the module from hell. i can understand more jap den i can understand it. which was pretty weird since the module is taught in english. to my astonishment, S and M who were sitting beside me were discussing about what C3 and sigma and principal axis and stuff. den i tot, maybe its my ears problem. should tune it to receive a wider frequency and range of words. seriously i marvel at my frens sometimes. not only do they have the power to resist the drowsy effect, they can sift all the rubbish the lecturer said and pick up the main points instantly. at least tats wat i feel la. guess its time i learn more about e art of lecture listening. or maybe i shld learn from D. just stay at home read the textbk, simplify things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~my kawaii tomodachi~&lt;br /&gt;K=kangli&lt;br /&gt;S= shuwen&lt;br /&gt;M=meiwei&lt;br /&gt;B= biying&lt;br /&gt;D= daphne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-3000020058348898240?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3000020058348898240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3000020058348898240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3000020058348898240' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-3500817408345353101</id><published>2007-08-14T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T02:54:24.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who i saw yesterday???? was eating with gang at NIE canteen when, just as i was about to start on my prawn mee, i saw Mr.Ho!!!! ya!!! the um, infamous and 'special' bio teacher of Aj!!!! OMG. i couldnt believe my eyes. for some reason i had a feeling i would see him. just that sort of weird feeling tat struck me during lecture in the morning, which was weird cos he was supposed to be in the states doing some masters thing. and i ought to have asked him some tips on how to stay young. cant believe it, he went to the states for 2 yrs and yet he didnt age at all, exactly the same as when he was my bio tutor. haha, i must say i miss his funny antics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was the first lesson of japL1. it was quite an unusual tutorial. and i least expected my tutor to actually be a china native! but she lived in jap and taught for a long time already, so i suppose she's ok... took some getting used to...like she greeting us "konnichiwa" when she entered and took our attendance in a very jap-ish way. was a bit funny, trying not to laugh when she was taking attendance...suddenly i became "yeo-hui-seee-san", lucky, some of my other classmates name, when read in a japish way, was quite funny... anyway jap was ok...she explained things very patiently and eh, it felt like going back in time to primary 1, where the teacher holds up a placard and the students saying vocabs along with her. even though i couldnt get e index with wt n jw it was ok... made a couple of tomodachi (br is it like tat?) over there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-3500817408345353101?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3500817408345353101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3500817408345353101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3500817408345353101' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-468194104621958648</id><published>2007-08-10T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T03:14:32.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>surprise! secret turned out to be a pretty good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Secret, i mean Jay Chou's newest movie...went to watch it at cine with shuwen, meiwei and kangli today...the day started out pretty rough cos of some minor irritating things on the mrt...boarded the train and kenna pushed till i nearly fell, so a bit bushang le...den when i was about to alight at cityhall, those ppl, one large group of them who dun seem to be locals, dunno from which country, i cant tell, were so rude. just keep pushing and pushing. i mean, it is really so important to get off a train that you dun care if ppl were hurt? so i turned and just shouted at this family "Can you please dont push?!"  lol. come to think of it, it was the first time i shouted in public at strangers. they got me riled. but seriously, push and push, buey tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ya. met up with them and watched the movie Secret, directed, scripted, acted by Jay Chou. oh the ending song was of cos, his song too. of cos i was sceptical at first, i mean, ya his songs were really nice and all, but i'm afraid it will turn out to be another corny chessy stupid love story. it turned out to be quite nice. i mean, the love story was ok, but i really liked the scenery alot. especially the beautiful, artsy, old-school style music school. you know, brick walls, nice piano rooms, nice wooden flooring and furniture and lush greens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such schools are common overseas, but really, look at our dear NTU. someone please inform me if they ever so much as spot a part of it tat is not grey in colour. why cant our varsities be like those in the UK or US? dont have to be large, but at least, can it look a bit more artsy and relaxing and romantic? imagine if jay chou chose ntu as the location, the whole thing would flop i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, i wont reveal the supposed plot twist here. its really quite unexpected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-468194104621958648?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/468194104621958648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/468194104621958648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#468194104621958648' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-4944143736874009425</id><published>2007-08-07T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T21:08:55.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.back at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first week of school and already i overslept and ponned one core lecture. sigh. supposed to wake at 7+ today but woke up close to 9. so what's the next logical course of action? ponage of cos. so went over to wantin's house for lunch as a freeloader and then got her to help me settle a bit of subject registration matters. first week back is always so chaotic, so i usually cut down the mess by picking all my subjects nicely beforehand. i hate to mess with something as important as subject registration. dun know how all those ppl find it so fun, adding and dropping subjects. (wt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway thanks to wt i got HP804, some ulu elective whose name i cant remember. but at least it fits into my timetable quite nicely. wanted to change my japL1 class to 20039, to the same class as wt and jw, but due to some unforeseen circumstances cant...lol...so appealing now to all who are reading this...anyone wanna change their 20039 with my 20038 for japL1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handed in the completed business plan before first lecture yesterday. and saw all the familiar faces of those CBC students...and very rightly mentioned by biying, 'not faces i wanna see anyway'. haha, there's nothing wrong about my course ppl...but there's nothing right about them either...lol. bored la, haha maybe, to keep seeing the same old faces. went to Vivocity with our clique of 6 as a form of celebrating sch reopen. shuwen drove us in her new nissan latio!!! complete with GPS system and reverse-camera! so cool sia!!! we ate marche, ate quite a lot, before we shopped around and headed home. everyone looked more or less the same, healthy and fine, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*spoilers alert*&lt;br /&gt;its old enough news, so i guess i can talk about the latest and last HarryPotter book, haha.  though... eh hm, i was quite surprised initially, cos the book is actually one of the scariest book i've read, scary in the exciting sense, so i was thinking, how on earth can children handle such a book? not to mention there were people dying left, right and centre. almost everyone died i think. and the very last chapter was a bit cliche and cheesy. but other than tat, it was nice as usual. the part about a bad-guy-actually-is-good-guy was quite nice i admit, lame but touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i'm back to school...still trying to get used to waking early sleeping early routine... but hey, i really liked being able to buy the monthly MRT concession! 4 free rides per day... and oh ya, looking for a couple of textbooks...inform me if you come across them... one is 'Inorganic Chemistry', 3rd Edition by a Gary guy...the next is 'Accouting Principles for Non-accounting Professionals'.. lame right the title. just sounded lame to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-4944143736874009425?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4944143736874009425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4944143736874009425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4944143736874009425' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-999811185217248328</id><published>2007-08-06T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:10:44.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Stay in Shape With Running&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howshouldyougetyourcurvesinshapequiz/running.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances are that you're already in fairly good shape&lt;br /&gt;Why not challenge yourself with a run from time to time?&lt;br /&gt;Running will give you that lean, toned body you desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howshouldyougetyourcurvesinshapequiz/"&gt;How Should You Get Your Curves In Shape?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#BFE9FF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEF4FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have low extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You are quiet and reserved in most social situations.&lt;br /&gt;A low key, laid back lifestyle is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to bond slowly, over time, with one or two people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;Most things in your life are organized and planned well.&lt;br /&gt;But you borderline on being a total perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have low agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;Your self interest comes first, and others come later, if at all.&lt;br /&gt;In general, you feel that people are not to be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;And you're skeptical that anyone else really feels differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic.&lt;br /&gt;Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy.&lt;br /&gt;Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You are generally broad minded when it come to new things.&lt;br /&gt;But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it.&lt;br /&gt;You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-999811185217248328?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/999811185217248328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/999811185217248328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#999811185217248328' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-5953272412132124548</id><published>2007-07-30T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T14:54:51.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>= Team Blue is cool =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew. finally got through the hell week. the presentation turned out alright after all =) was really quite sian and frustrated during the early week when our group had no ideas about the presentation. haha, i'm a natural pessimist. i was made leader through some drawing lots, but really had no idea what to do sia, lol. however, after we decided on the puppet show using stuffed toys, everything sort of fell into place. can u imagine putting together a puppet show in like 3 days, to narrate the story of our chosen entrepreneur nanz chong (owner of One.99). but my group members were like super efficient! i never even say anything they already created backdrops, props, brought boxes, cloth, laptops, etc etc...all this done in the short span of time and extreme tiredness. wah, pro sia...haha... i could only help with the script and some troubleshooting, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in actual fact we only had 1 day to rehearse everything, synchronise the ppt slides, script and scenes. whoa, i'm actually very amazed we managed to pull it off, really. so after this whole thing i think i sort of understood the importance of teamwork. i mean, usually when people used to give talks about teamwork i'm usually quite skeptical. maybe cos in the past working in teams always turns out to be more troublesome. more ideas, more opinions, more conflicts...u get it, lol. ya..but this time round it was actually so much more bearable and fun as a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we left the business plan to do, to be submitted on 6th August...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its troublesome, but I've got to do it."&lt;br /&gt;~nara shikamaru, LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-5953272412132124548?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5953272412132124548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5953272412132124548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5953272412132124548' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-9178570235001562060</id><published>2007-07-24T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T00:00:27.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 week of entrepreneurship (hell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. the one week module began last saturday with an orientation programme. i hate attending orientation. i mean, it was all fun and good back in secondary school days where u shout cheers and do ice-breakers and climb trees or whatever. but at university level i find it quite hard to stomach some orientation where they apparently just do sec school stuff. good thing the orientation on saturday was surprisingly, quite painless. did a couple of new indoor games and tats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den the whole week of 9am-5pm hardcore programme of entrepreneurship began. in one week we're supposed to pick a local entrepreneur n do a 'special' &amp; 'highly-entertaining' presentation. and after that we have another 1 week to come up with a business plan. ya, i have totally no idea what business plan means. so everyday i wake at 7+, sit through 6 hrs of lectures and den have to brainstorm about project stuff and reach home totally braindead and tired and repeat the thing. grr. gritting my teeth. i'm not cut out to be an entrepreneur. from the start i was never that get-up-and-go type. i have no idea what my passion is and i rather sleep at home den do all this shit. i mean, how on earth do those business students handle such stuff? i hate doing projects, in short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, its a compulsory pass/fail sub so i shall try my best to have watever fun there is in it with my group members...blue team jiayou wor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-9178570235001562060?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/9178570235001562060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/9178570235001562060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#9178570235001562060' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-9024287819011180520</id><published>2007-07-15T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T19:08:47.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O.o?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long never blog eh. hmm... just been going out often recently. went swimming with mum last monday at the SIA sports club. it was quite nice, got a proper olympic size pool and clean bathrooms. best of all not many people were around, so we almost had the whole pool to ourselves, yea, love swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den thursday wt, yw and i went to watch the new harry potter movie, order of the phoenix at GV marina. it was the movie's opening day, but luckily not many people were watching it, maybe cos it's a weekday afternoon, haha. the movie was alright, basically i cant really remember most of the potter movies, cos i always prefer reading the book more. this movie really cut a lot of stuff off sia, cut until it was quite weird. i only like the first movie i guess. ever since that guy who played dumbledore for the first movie died, i dun really like the new guy who plays dumbledore, dunno why. anyway the 7th book will be out this coming saturday, dunno should buy or not, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den saturday again i went out with wt, yw and with hl too this time. LOL. a bunch of bored people hanging out, haha! but i guess it beats me sleeping at home and gaining weight, lolol... this time we went to sing Kbox. wanted klunch at 11am, but uh...due to uh..some circumstances, the kbox at marina square didnt have a room left when we reached there. then the yw kept whining and making weird noises at me and wt, LOL. so after much discussion we went to the one at suntec. haha, we asked for time extension, and the manager there finally let us stay till 3pm. cool eh. dunno why they say i singing is monotonous. thanks lor. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hl den joined us and we went to eat curry chicken noodles at the marina foodcourt, recommended by hl. it was really quite nice. but dunno is we talk too much or the food too much msg, felt very thirsty. so we headed to raffles city to eat new zealand icecream. everyone should go try the honey pokey flavour, its very nice! den we again stone stone, dunno go where to go what, so after alot of brainstorming and listening to weird ideas (like swimming from yw, LOL) we decided to go hl's house. we slacked, crapped, laughed and played uno stacko before heading home, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-9024287819011180520?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/9024287819011180520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/9024287819011180520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#9024287819011180520' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-3608708696698502550</id><published>2007-07-01T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T03:17:15.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crossed eyed. slept too late last nite and sis called too early this morning. i ignored the phone about trice i think. gave up on the 4th time and answered pretty irritably. she called to inform mum of some stuff i guess... sigh, please do not try to call my home or hp in the early morning, i'll get pissed off, i'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past week nothing much happened again, haha. i got a few calls from people from job agencies, which was weird cos i didnt even call or apply for anything, wondered where they got my details. so i just told them a few info and tat i'll only be able to work till the 20th july. the silly entrepreneur module begins on the 21st. of cos i dun expect to still find job for only like, 2 weeks? haha, i dun mind actually, i love slacking, and hey, its the holidays after all...whoever said 'holiday=temp job' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday nite i went to the OCS (officer cadet school) event night on the invitation of wy, my ex-classmate from gmss. he needed a date on a short notice and asked me, probably becos we only live a block away from each other. since i was just bumming around at home i decided to go, he paid for me and everything (you wont believe how ex it was), and whoever said you cant bring a fren as a date? lol. it turned out to be alright, quite a formal yet informal event. its held at tanjong beach in sentosa, so ya, it was relaxing there and the food was pretty good. learnt lots of army stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt borrow my uncle's car today cos clio wasn't free to supervise me. wonder if i should go ahead and borrow too. but i still needa buy the triangular plate, and where shall i drive without supervision? hmm... went for dinner at clio's house, reached home and when i was about to bathe, the whole house suddenly went dark. i thought it was a major blackout or something. turns out to be a short-circuit somewhere tat tripped the circuit breaker. man. i was alone and it so dark, couldnt even find a torchlight. used my phone as a light, offed the suspected spoilt switch and flicked back the circuit breaker before the lights came on. gotta have mum go buy a new heater i think, something in it probably spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat sums up my relaxing, interesting and slacking week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-3608708696698502550?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3608708696698502550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3608708696698502550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#3608708696698502550' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-5553170037130852957</id><published>2007-06-22T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T02:27:41.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, hmm. so for the past one week i've been slacking at home till i met with yurby, maggi, xiuhua and kahyong for the steamboat buffet at liang seah street last nite. it was sort of like a farewell for yurby who will be going australia for studies soon. the food was ok, haha, i really like eating the lamb slices! free flow of food so we ate till we were all full, but the 麻辣(ma la) soup base was really a bit lame la, it was so freaking spicy!!! i drank one mouthful of soup and started coughing and spluttering...so i stucked to the chicken soup base throughout...maggi also drank one mouthful and couldnt recover the entire night, ahahaha...only yurby and kahyong managed to drink it without suffering any effects...pro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was also subject registration yesterday afternoon at 1.30pm. i set the alarm to ring at 1pm but i think i fell back to sleep till biying smsed me, haha, thanks biying! with that i managed to get the same index as them for our core modules and lab...but the electives were a bit more messy...for UE i wanted jap lvl1 as first choice but we had to put 3 on waitlist, so i put Jap, French and Korean...lame right, lol...but really hope i can get Jap sia! i think its one really cool language!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last week clio decided to give me additional driving 'lessons' to train me... we went to my uncle's house nearby and borrowed his manual car from him. clio wanted me to train parking and navigating through the nearby multi-storey carpark. haha! it really proved to be quite a challenge... didnt know multi-storey carparks are such a nightmare...and there was once i reverse in till the exhaust hit some ramp i think...heng no lasting damage.. obviously i need more practice before i can go solo on driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today clio n sis took leave to bring me and my mum for a day out at their country club, The Arena. think it has to do with being able to get discounts or something. so we went swimming, swam for quite awhile before we rested in one of their ktv rooms and sang for about 2 hrs. after that we passed by the gym and so decided to weigh ourselves...omg!!! i got quite a shock, haha..i crossed the 45kg mark! it was the first time in my life i crossed 45kg...finally can donate blood liao, lol! its ok, cos when school reopens and i get lack of sleep n excessive stress i'll go below the mark again...its always like tat... we had tung lok buffet for dinner, and as usual the food was great. so after dinner we decided to go back into the gym to weigh again, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprise surprise, i gained 0.2kg, sis gained 0.4kg and clio and mum gained a whopping 1.1kg! pro!! how on earth did they gain 1kg from a single meal??? lol. interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-5553170037130852957?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5553170037130852957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5553170037130852957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#5553170037130852957' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-6680779505825383825</id><published>2007-06-16T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T02:27:27.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>end of 2 day work stint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today marks the end of my 2 day work stint at the insurance company as a recept. haha, it was quite weird. yesterday was my first day and today was my last. was almost late when i off the alarm at 730 and continued to sleep till 8. practically jumped up and got ready in 5mins (its possible) and dashed out...heng never late..but i guess since its a private co, late abit also wont die de...so ya since i was just doing a 2 day work stint i didnt have to do any major things like opening posts and all, so today was really slack...i spent the whole afternoon reading the book 'Can you keep a secret?' by sophie kinsella...my mum picked it up from a plane, its a pretty interesting book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today more people came by the counter to talk to me and i actually felt that time passes by more quickly when there's ppl talking to you...there's a few who tried to learn my name and i wanted to tell them not to bother cos they wont be seeing me again anyway. and then i noticed a few shuai ge's here and there...quite a few actually...LOL. felt a bit weird. just appear yesterday and disappear today. the people there are really nice, everyone from all the departments and even the outsiders like their regular postman all helped me when i screwed up...so ya, back to slacking, which i think is more suitable for me, hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attachment. what is it?&lt;br /&gt;bonds. what are they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-6680779505825383825?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6680779505825383825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6680779505825383825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6680779505825383825' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-638145058302018762</id><published>2007-06-14T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T02:03:10.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slices of the pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. just been through my first day at work at the job that huili recommended me...a receptionist in a company... i quite like the environment, its pretty cool-looking. my job scope seems to be alright though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the person who was supposed to supervise me didnt turn up the whole day when she said she would drop by... so i was really lost... well, as a receptionist i gotta attend to guests and phonecalls and such. and since she didnt turn up i didnt have access to the com or a workpass, which means i couldnt leave the desk or i'll be locked in, also i couldnt help the few contract workers open doors, causing much inconvenience. worse thing was when outsiders came to collect and send mails and stuff. i totally had no idea what i was supposed to do with them. instead those ppl were more pro than me. they knew where the receipt book was, where a specific chop was, etc etc. man, i whole day feel like flower vase again. and the stack of mails that piled up was scary looking, i couldnt begin sorting them becos again, my supervisor wasnt there to tell me anything. really, a nice job being marred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being receptionist really need skills sia...like wantin said to me: "你早上八点给死人脸可以作receptionist meh??" lol. quite true leh, i am really not a morning person. as my ex-roomie can testify, the only time i really got mad was when i was awoken at 6am by a prank call, lol. so it was really tough for me to sit at the counter whole of today trying to be cheerful and smile at guests and company members...really took quite a lot of effort for me becos by default i dun have a cheerful face...so glad to have jingwen to eat lunch with me! if not sure bored to death liao...but den i quite like this job and the environment la..dunno is it becos its not a government body i feel that the people there are more driven, more interesting, more diverse and friendly...lol...memories of my previous sit-there-stare-window-and-clock job still gives me the shudders..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on a more sombre note... i've decided to give the upcoming grading a miss, together with wantin...lol. i know some ah pek out there probably will go bang wall and everything, but really...feel quite a low motivation to go tkd these days...i know ntu tkd means a lot to alot of people. it means a lot to me too, but i really experiencing phobia syndrome of tkd now...when the time's right i'll go back to train again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-638145058302018762?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/638145058302018762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/638145058302018762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#638145058302018762' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-5138404632628473687</id><published>2007-06-08T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T12:17:21.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated wantin's bday last nite with yw,hl,jw at changi airport. the 4 of us ate dinner at popeye's, before hl joined us with the cake. haha, i think it was the first in a long long time since ALL 5 of us gathered for an outing. i wonder when was the last? hl's bday? lol. but haha, we had a lot fun as usual, and according to wantin, had a special bday celebration. but dunno who send thank-you sms say i what freeloader lor...hmph! is that how u show your appreciation? haha, kidding....really glad i met them all in sec school, haha, frens forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to huili, i got a job already! she just told me to take her place in this admin/receptionist job at bugis since she not free to take it...hehehehe.... i was just starting to get bored of slacking at home, LOL. thanks a million hl....but den gotta start adjusting my body clock to the 8am-11pm cycle le...been sleeping late n waking up late as usual this whole hols...scare i go there fall asleep kenna sack on first day...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and den, hm. results were released last nite at 12am i heard, but i only know of it around 2+. so i tried to go in and check and wth!!!!! really wanna scold lor!!! it was sooo lag i couldnt get in at all...talk about keeping me in suspense...when the whole world already knew...so i tried every 15mins till 3am i could finally see my result....zzz. what's with the stupid system???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was glad la, really really breathed a sigh of relief. whole hols felt so uneasy cos i tot physics was a goner when i completed less than half the paper...got a P for it, since it was a pass/fail subject... so i was really super relieved, whew. the rest i guess it was ok...no Cs or Ds...so i guess that's ok... gpa remained status quo...same as last sem. according to CBC standard it's really quite low...but according to my standards i was really relieved sia..dun need tabao anything i really xie tian xie di. man, really needa buck up next sem, especially with all the heavy duty core subjects that i'm weak at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup, tat sums up my week, hopefully get to drive again tml, hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-5138404632628473687?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5138404632628473687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5138404632628473687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#5138404632628473687' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-6737548142255071210</id><published>2007-06-08T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:13:05.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naruto Shippuuden ED Shooting Star (GOOD QUALITY)</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/MssxnjAoXwo" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/MssxnjAoXwo" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just click it....dont see the image picture so low quality, its ok once it starts..&lt;br /&gt;hehe, this is the ending theme for the new season of the anime naruto: shippuuden... i just love the song and the lyrics...so nice!! its called shooting star by home-made...&lt;br /&gt;&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/6533279-6737548142255071210?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6737548142255071210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6737548142255071210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6737548142255071210' title='Naruto Shippuuden ED Shooting Star (GOOD QUALITY)'/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-7062734486342490924</id><published>2007-06-02T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T02:43:49.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>** driving pleasure **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the usual family outing with mum, sis and don to budget terminal to eat Hans, since my mum's workplace is very near there. sis told me to buy a car only after i enter working life, since it's not so much the cost of the car, but the maintenance of it. i totally agree of cos. where am i gonna find money for petrol, maintenance, insurance, without a monthly income? so i guess i'll only buy a car after i work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sending mum off for work, don surprised sis and me by driving to quite an out of way place, where i tot he'll be heading for home. and then he let me drive his car!!! totally didnt expect him to let me drive his baobei car...so i totally didnt bring any documents at all sia...and somemore he didnt stick on the... um.... ok, lets not go into that... but hee, who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took over his toyota corolla and just started driving! the area was pretty deserted, so it was pretty safe, he allowed me to go as fast as i could, but i only dare manage 80km/h, haha...first time controlling that car sia...safety first, LOL. preganant lady at the back..driving with my first 2(+1) passengers ...so cool!!! it was exhilarating!!! gosh!! he allowed me to drive some deserted roads all the way to changi village...i didnt know normal driving so shuang sia...driving lesson is always no fun at all...somemore use the manual car leg will very pain...auto car rocks sia...omg, drive liao i super high, haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that i've just been slacking at home, lazing around, haha...relaxed sia... love this kinda of slacko life...totally dont feel like finding a job..but i'm looking la...but no motivation leh, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-7062734486342490924?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7062734486342490924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7062734486342490924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7062734486342490924' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-2969863994706528189</id><published>2007-05-28T14:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T16:04:14.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~my 1st driving test chronicles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yea i passed. (^^)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, wow, where should i start? lets just say i'd rather take a written exam anytime compared to a driving test. it was my first time so i was like super x10 duper nervous last nite and moments before the test. warmed up at 9.15, i was the first to reach, waiting in the holding room, with aircon n tv...saw this fridge tat says "there's free drinks for testees".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was about to go open it when a girl walked in. and she wore a super super duper short skirt. it was like, minier then mini. i was wearing my blue 'have a nike day' long sleeve shirt n jeans, so i felt a bit 'lao tu', didnt reach for the fridge anymore. more ppl came and actually they all wore jeans. curious eh, wonder if the rumors that says 'girls who wear short skirts sure pass' is true or not. but hers really too kua zhang..is really short until...i think when she sits in the car she's gonna reveal everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got car 33 for the test n warm up. during warm up i was quite nervous. during the directional change i actually reverse until my back wheels mounted the kurb!! think the instructor also shock dao. tried to calm down and did the circuit and a bit of road driving...den wait at 3rd floor to ballot for our testers and test route. was praying i dun kenna a 色 pei pei, wasn't wearing short skirt, Lol. i picked a ping pong ball and my tester was choong, test route 3, 333 eh. nervous sia...heart was literally pounding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tester was um...old? i dunno, wearing black shades (what is it with testers and black shades?) but he like super fierce n strict lor, scary... but when i was in the car i didnt feel so nervous anymore. maybe cos too many things to remember and be alert to, no time for nervousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;move-off awhile only he did emergency brake on me...after tat i cleared the circuit (heng ah, i scare circuit most). mentally i was like, e-brake, ok. vertical parking, ok. parallel parking, ok. slowly ticking off, completed everything den we went out on the road to test route 3, weeee!!! i think circuit scarier then road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows, on the way out, down the slope, my engine stalled. and i didnt even notice it stalled!!! i was looking here and there, roll to middle of the road liao den i realise it stalled. i hastily restarted it den say "eh, sorry sorry." he didnt tell me my engine stall sia...just marked off his checklist n i was wondering why...die..was tat an immediate failure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a tester...he didnt say a single thing through out lor. except "left.  left.  right. right.  u-turn.  right turn, go back."&lt;br /&gt;serious sia!!! besides those directions it was complete silence. the tension in the car was superb. didnt even dare to breathe. i tried to ignore him, since he didnt try to talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, besides the stalling nothing serious happened on the road. tats why i think i was really very lucky...the timeslot was good, the circuit was unused and the roads were quite empty. furthermore test route 3 was like a very easy route...no yellow box in front of traffic lights, no traffic lights on slopes tat sortta thing, lane changing went ok too...just a couple of merging lanes to trip me up...&lt;br /&gt;everything was over in a flash actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sat me down at the briefing room and told me i had to watch my mirrors n blindspots more etc etc, den peered at me above his shades and say "you passed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i passed with 16 demerit points, think 20 fail le..phew. had to watch this graduation video, den went to apply for my driving license. i recognise a few familiar faces from the waiting room...Guess what, i didnt see the mini-skirt girl, LOL. most likely she didnt pass...hmph. despise those who use erm, 'other strategies'. so pls dont wear short skirts, thats a false rumor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna thank clio for supporting me, and br for his lucky R1 model, yw for her sms, my fav funny instructor for teaching me, though i know he wont see this and all who wished me luck...yea, luck played a huge role for everything going smooth sailing today... took back the some remaining money in the ssdc account, hehe..shall convince mum to let me use the money to buy a few gadgets, wee!!! (^^)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he would have been so proud of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-2969863994706528189?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2969863994706528189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2969863994706528189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2969863994706528189' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-1347437017658130543</id><published>2007-05-27T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T00:20:38.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lots of exploration with all the various hosts like livejournal, xanga, diaryland etc, i realise blogger still is the best, its not good, but its better den the rest -.- cos it allows me to edit the template most..host like livejournal n diaryland restricts u in the editing, and xanga..i dun think they even allow html editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for ajco concert last nite, held at ajc auditorium. dunno why they dun wanna spend a bit more money to hold it at a better place...it was too small and cramped..for the players that is...hardly any breathing space on stage i think (ours was at esplanade, so lucky ^^). it was a good time for catch up with so many other ppl, some whom i think i havent seen for 6 months to a year..so supper was i think the most enjoyable event of the nite, lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided not to go on the HK trip with wt,jw,yw and hl... i thought for a long time and i initially wanted to go becos it will be the first time i'm going on a trip with frens...beside the co beijing trip last year...but den i've been to HK before, so there's no novelty for me and they arent going disneyland, which is the place that i missed out on last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday's the driving test...basically i think i'm still ok...but u know, myraid of things can always happen when u're driving. its all based on luck from now on... i dun expect to first time pass lah, but at least, i dun hope to fail on some stupid reasons like some stupid ppl not giving way and all that...wish me luck =x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-1347437017658130543?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/1347437017658130543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/1347437017658130543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1347437017658130543' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-7278279196759001015</id><published>2007-05-20T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T02:00:26.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>about blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i'm considering moving my blog to another host...i wanna take a newer perspective to blogging. i've blogged for about 3 years le ba. mainly i just note down all that i have done in my day to day life. things i see, things i go through, things i feel. but the thing about a blog is that it is public. i have used blogs to both its good and bad purposes. i've used it to the benefit of some and to the destruction of others. frankly speaking, i really regretted using this blog to hurt some ppl previously. i really regretted doing it, cos the damage is lasting and hurtful. ever since then i have never used my blog for defamation, becos i know just how hurtful it can be. i was childish and stupid then, but i guess i really learnt some things through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a blog is really conflicting sometimes. what is its purpose really? if its to serve as a diary, there are some thing i wont want ppl to know and so wont blog about it. den what? if its to serve as a venting channel i dont need the whole world to know about it. the only good thing about a blog is that it aid in keeping people in touch. fren whom i havent seen for awhile, i can more or less know whats happening to them thru their blogs. it can be used to notify of events, outings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall slowly think about how to go on from here as a blogger, haha. maybe will change blog add soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-7278279196759001015?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7278279196759001015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7278279196759001015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7278279196759001015' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-1929775493921387153</id><published>2007-05-17T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T12:31:00.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah seh, blogger is finally fixed. i was seriously considering changing host to livejournal or some others. hm. nothing much today... my driving today was better, kenna the same instructor again, but he said i was much better..maybe because i had more sleep last nite, haha. anyway i'm really eyeing the two cars below...any sponsors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/Rks-nlNXjuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vSb9CHezMWE/s1600-h/R1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/Rks-nlNXjuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vSb9CHezMWE/s320/R1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065211055632256738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/Rk0rxVNXjxI/AAAAAAAAACU/0zS3Ps4Lv1k/s1600-h/R1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/Rk0rxVNXjxI/AAAAAAAAACU/0zS3Ps4Lv1k/s320/R1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065753282368474898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful Subaru R1. class comes at a price though. Think around 44k +++. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/Rk0r5lNXjyI/AAAAAAAAACc/65CtptWpVTg/s1600-h/spark2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/Rk0r5lNXjyI/AAAAAAAAACc/65CtptWpVTg/s320/spark2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065753424102395682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/Rks_9FNXjwI/AAAAAAAAACE/XVqMYx7pvVw/s1600-h/spark2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/Rks_9FNXjwI/AAAAAAAAACE/XVqMYx7pvVw/s320/spark2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065212524511072002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my all time favourite car, the Chevrolet Spark. Its cheaper, about 37k i think, sigh though. I wanna drive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i met up with wt today to return her matric card, and discuss abit of the HK trip we planning together with jw,hl and yw. hmm, i dont mind HK really, but i saw this beautiful pic of some lake in Hokkaido, and i really feel like jumping on a plane to Hokkiado this instance. Its always been a dream of mine to visit Japan, both the busy cities and the scenic areas......sigh. i gotta save up soon. I really wanna go Japan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-1929775493921387153?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/1929775493921387153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/1929775493921387153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1929775493921387153' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jD-dn-HQ-M4/Rks-nlNXjuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vSb9CHezMWE/s72-c/R1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-2858768749989837804</id><published>2007-05-15T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T03:09:12.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger is still screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i havent been up to much. went back to ntu on friday to return the bloody lan cable to hall. they insisted we must return or else pay 10bucks so i had to return all the way to boonlay to return it. talk about stupidity. anyway i passed the psycho text to marissa, so i guess it wasnt a wasted trip. wasnt she who collect from me though, it was to my surprise, *ah hem ah hem :p. how was the hk trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway AJCO got gold again this year for the SFY competition. haha, really glad our legacy was maintained (our year we got gold too ^^). however i heard a very weird news. apparently juniors were crying all over the place in disappointment becos they didnt get gold with honours. i was like, wtf? ok, maybe cos this year Tjco got gold with honours also together with HCICO, so ajco was abit disappointed, since tjco is our eternal rival (we share the same conductor). anyway, i really think getting a gold is really great le. even though i never go to the competition, ajco has always been quite different in tat quite a lot of their members are newcomers (like me last time), so its always quite a great feat to learn a new instrument in 2 years and perform well in competition. anyway, good job to them and hope their legacy continues, lol. (i wash my hands clean of erhu le).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. about my driving. man. i'm finally starting to get scared le. cos i keep screwing things up. tat day i think i broke the limit of maximum number of points. did ALL the bad things. even parking i can forget how many rounds to turn and things like tat. screwed up really badly. i was trying to maintain a calm face. the instructor told me  there's nothing wrong with me except one great error. tat i fail to concentrate. its true la. dunno is it lack of sleep or what, cant focus. guess i must work on my concentration. shall not be too nervous about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the taiwan plane crash...the 3rd seargeant who died...oh man, i just found out about it. He was a student councillor of my batch from ajc...i'm not close to him but...oh my gosh, i still remember su once told me that guy was going to study psychology in NUS..omg...how could this happen...i offer my deepest condolences to all his family and frens...oh man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in shock still...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-2858768749989837804?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2858768749989837804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/2858768749989837804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2858768749989837804' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-6709974498446796832</id><published>2007-05-06T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:57:44.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit blogger! stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, sorry for lack of news. not been busy, but been busy slacking. guess i'm the kind who prefers some quiet time after a major exam than going out everyday or getting high. so just been slacking at home enjoying some peacefulness and relaxedness. actually its becos i feel guilty of the screwed exam. think i will need to see my results and that its ok before i get happy...lol.man, physics was....ok lets forget the damn thing. been sleeping lots these days in an attempt to rid of my dark eye rings, but they seem to be a permanent fixture. so now, for a long post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after the exams ended on wednesday, i went kbox at marina square with shuwen,biying,kangli,meiwei and daphne. we sang from 2 to 7plus, where they chased us thrice...lol. it was fun as usual, and its the first time all 6 of us turned up for an outing, woot, lol. we ate subway for lunch before singing, hehe. as usual my singing techniques not as good as theirs, so duet kenna guys parts again, lol! biying ah, next time u should really bring your....*ahem *ahem. after tat we shopped around for awhile before heading home. for more details just refer to their blogs, think will have info on this outing too, haha. after shopping with them and seeing those nice earrings, really tempted to pierce my ears again. shouldnt have let them close in the first place, sian. but then again, it will be problematic in tkd training...wearing those to spar is really dangerous..dont wear wait close again...wat do u think of it wantin? (hers close last time too, sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant really look for a job now cos of the TP test on 28th may. need to go for revision lessons. only after i pass (hopefully) den will i be able to look for a job. anyone wanna hire me? i can do most things except lifting heavy stuff or calling ppl or selling stuff, lol. really need the $$$. my mum saw my 4GB sansa and compared it to her 512mb brandless mp3 player and kept complaining about it and snatching my sansa to listen...think i shall get her a new mp3 player for this coming mother's day. talking about my sansa, its ok now! i asked xiaonic about it and he asked me to download some updater for the sansa and it cleared up the bugs! hurray! i can screw those screws back now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next remains is 'operation:moving out of halll'. apparently, from wt's blogs, yw and hl and jw helped her to move her stuff liao. really glad they managed to find a place to settle the fridge! really wonder how those 4 girls managed to carry the fridge...last time my bro-in-law did it he nearly died from the weight...girl power sia...but hey not fair!! no one helping me to move! bro-in-law is getting a bit lazy liao, too busy thinking of baby name. so i guess i shall bring those stuff out myself..lets see...clothes shouldnt be a problem...laundry basket..hm...think i shall just leave it there, lol =x. they can throw away if they wan to...huge plastic container tat puts clothes...hmm...shall leave it there too..wt say she put her rubbish bin into the top-most cupboard, so i shall do that too...but..eh. pillows? quilt? bolster??? eh, i cant bring them with me to the mrt!!! siao. oh dear. guess i need a car after all. shall ask uncle for help tml, hope he's free, pray pray pray. oh shit. i have like a ton of notes and a chem textbook in hall. AHHHHH! guess i shall go twice to move all those stuff out. sigh. and i lost my letterbox key. apparently for the past year wantin was the one who bothered to open the letterbox. so i didnt even know i had a letterbox key until now. sigh. hope its not lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats all for now i guess...selling a couple of textbooks...here are they...kindly leave a tag if u wanna buy them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. HP805- Introduction to HRM, Gaining a competitive advantage.---$30.&lt;br /&gt;quite a lot of highlighting..not done by me but done by the previous person...but its fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. MAS181,182- Calculus by James Steward-----$30?&lt;br /&gt;its clean. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. HP101- Intro to Psychology---$20?&lt;br /&gt;a little bit of highlighting. again done by the previous owner, not me =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. HE191- Intro to Economics 2nd edition-- $10?&lt;br /&gt;eh i'll give this FOC to anyone who needs it. took econs last sem and bought it at 10bucks cos its the older edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. CBC121,122- Principles of Biochem 4th edition---$35.&lt;br /&gt;selling quite cheap le. this text cost a bomb i think. but its pretty useless to me anyway...so...yup, its clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently i've heard this from my cbc mates..ppl are despo for notes also...well.....if u dun mind my ugly handwritting and a couple of missing notes i can give them away FOC...lol. save the environment. think i have psycho, hr, mas182, cbc 113, ccb 121,122...ya...sigh. i jus wanna get rid of them all. brings horrible memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-6709974498446796832?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6709974498446796832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6709974498446796832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6709974498446796832' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-4982114231292405242</id><published>2007-05-01T03:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T03:25:28.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiaz. the calculus paper was a disaster. really regretted not S/Uing it... most probably get C liao...by far the worst paper i have done...i kinda expected it cos while mugging last nite i realise its really super abstract...its not like humanities, at least its english, understandable...try reading up on fourier series and using power series estimation...last nite i was totally like o.o???&lt;br /&gt;had a bad feeling this morning and the paper turned out to be rubbish lor....hiaz, quite regret. hiaz hiaz hiaz. anyway its over. pray hard for an acceptable grade for it...get B- i really happy le...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-4982114231292405242?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4982114231292405242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4982114231292405242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4982114231292405242' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-3570520975441431846</id><published>2007-04-26T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T18:05:17.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt; MPS811 Def Sci  &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; HP101 Intro to Psycho&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; HP805 Intro to HRM&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; CBC122 Biochemistry II&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAS182 Calculus II&lt;br /&gt;PAP182 Foundation Physics II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...those aptly sums up the current standings...2 more paper to go...this week was the most xiong, cos HRM was from 5 to 7pm den Biochem was the next morning 9am...since i didnt stay home, the long hrs of travelling and lack of sleep really took a toll on me...but the hall really not fit for living le i think...dunno how long never clean and nobody stepped in...HRM was freaking hard!!! omg,  totally no time at all...write till hand cramp sia...then bo bian got one question i did it in point form...at the top i wrote "sorry for the point-form essay, lack of time." lol. wondering if i should have done that, isnt there an unwritten rule that says you are not supposed to communicate with markers? but the lecturer once said "no point-form pls...only maybe the last qn if u have no time.." ya he say de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biochem was a nitemare...but i think i deserve it la...cos i never study for it sia...spent all my time on HRM. when i reached home about 9 plus was really too cui to study much bio...slept at 2 plus and woke at 7 today... got a rude shock lor...the last 2 questions on peptide synthesis and mutation was really a nitemare came through...i finished at 10 sia...den left 1 hr i anyhow crap for tat 2 questions...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough on exam matters...poor biying, her slippers spoilt today just 15mins before the bio exam, when we were heading towards SRC...then we went to this room in hall 6 and just borrowed a slippers for her to wear...after e exam it was a good thing candace was in hall, so i helped biying borrow a pair from candace...though i think i woke candace up by my call...lol...thanks candace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and here this weird thing that shuwen tagged on me to make me do..since i so free now (dun wanna study maths) shall do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I've been tagged by Shuwen to do this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;These are the rules: Each player of this game starts out by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write in their blog 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you have to choose 6 people to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;1. I have a phobia of lightnings ~ psycho has a name for it but i forgot, to heck with psycho. Um, its a long story why i have phobia of lightnings, wanna know i next time den explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;2. if i'm listening to a new song, i play it over and over and over again. the same song only. ~wantin can testify to this, haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3. my favourite drink is plain water. ~i just like it the way it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;4. i talk in my sleep sometimes. apparently i once sleepwalked when i was young. ~but of cos, i'm not aware of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;5. i have never eaten panadol in my life. ~not because i'm allergic, but because i dont like to take tablets, so i never take those even if i have a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;6. i am very particular about the spects i wear. ~i once spent 2hrs picking one design and nearly ransacked through the whole shop, only to choose a design exactly as my previous one, just the colour is different, ahaha.. i'm trying to change that habit though...never bring me to buy spects, ahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ok, tat sums up the 6 weird things about me. its really difficult to think off-hand like that. hm, as for the 6 persons i have to choose...feel like choosing everyone on my blog, lol, haha...k ba, these 6, if u are too free u can do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;1. Bingren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;2. Wantin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3. Shawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;4. Marissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;5. HuiLi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;6. Biying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-3570520975441431846?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3570520975441431846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/3570520975441431846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3570520975441431846' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-4064342906490943487</id><published>2007-04-25T02:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T02:40:09.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>度日如年&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. the above phrase aptly describes what i'm feeling. i went for the last driving lesson and it turned out to be quite ok cos i got the strict but funny senior ahbeng instructor that i like... he kept scolding me throughout sia, but in a very fun and unserious way...i think he's like one of the more senior and influential instructors there...you can tell by how some instructors give way to our car. too bad i screwed up again during parallel parking and knocked down the front pole this time...making him get out of the car to put it right, lol. anyway, ya, driving turned out to be a good change of environment from my notes-packed room. no wonder ppl always go for a spin when they're feeling down...driving can be relaxing eh, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my test date got rescheduled till the 28th may. was quite disappointed really, cos the 12th may slot got taken up after all. but i guess i should count my blessings. at least i dun have to wait another 5months for the test. but with driving in the way, i doubt i can find a decent holiday job now...oh well i'll look around. anyone wanna hire me? i dunno what i can be of use though. no boring jobs, no low pay, no long hours, no harsh environment, muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of jobs. i seriously regretted choosing to read 2 humanities module this semester and not having the brains to S/U at least one of them. i studied HRM today and again it was full of jargonic stuff and conflicting ideas. the psycho was a race against time, with mcqs, fill-in-blanks and 4 essays to do...but HRM only got essays sia...i only scare tml i go in finish in 1 hr tat kind...then really die liao...anyway, ya, my foolishness for taking 2 humanities module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno why time passes soooo excruciatingly slowly during exam period. i think i cant be bothered about having more time to study le. just cant wait for it all to end...may 02....where are u???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-4064342906490943487?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4064342906490943487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4064342906490943487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4064342906490943487' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-4514029569680360659</id><published>2007-04-23T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T03:08:07.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!!!! i'm feeling so pissed off. got woken up unceremoniously this morning at 9 by a person from ssdc, the driving center. he told me my test date has been CANCELLED cos i failed to complete subject 33 by yesterday, which was 20 days before my test date. he says the system automatically cancels the test date if i dun complete sub33 20 days before the test. omg. i was immediately awoken from dreamland. but he says he has reserved the testdate for me for the time being, but i gotta complete the lesson by the next 3 days. zzzzzzz. i'm in the midst of my exams! bo bian lor, i managed to a slot tml afternoon, so instead of mugging i'm forced to go down to drive to complete the final subject and demand back the test date that i have waited 5 bloody months for. 5 months sia. i am so not amused. none of the instructors informed me about this sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now the sansa mp3 player that i've just bought a couple of months ago suddenly showed up a grey screen. no matter what i press it wouldnt work. tried to open up the battery but none of the screwdrivers i have at home could fit into the teeny tiny screw, so now i dunno what to do about it. ARGH!!! what the hell is wrong with today???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i feel myself not in-form at all for this semester's exam. mind not there, spirit not there, brain not there, body not there. was trashed by the psycho exam last friday, sigh, best thing was i didnt S/U it...coming up next is HR and Bio back to back.....argh..............help....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i managed to remove those puny screws. know what i used? i used a screw. -.- ya used a large screw to remove those small screws. took out the battery and put it back in and it seems to work fine...but whenever i charge the blank screen will show up again...sigh. maybe its overheated. shall and see before putting those screws back in. it was a painstaking process! took me about 45 mins. shall go sansa change the batt if it still doesnt work for these few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-4514029569680360659?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4514029569680360659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/4514029569680360659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4514029569680360659' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-5164625840283126115</id><published>2007-04-20T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T02:48:08.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mounting stress levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa...finally start to feel the increase of stress levels...finally realise i actually dun have time to complete mugging for everything. mugged psychology for the past 2 days and all i can say is...well, i've nothing to say about it. its the most 'grey' and most 'jargonic' subject i've ever taken. e more i read e text e more blur i got...cos actually psycho is divided into many branches like psychodynamic and behaviourial and social cognitive and humanistic...and then each of those different theorist will come up with different and conflicting arguments to explain the same thing...talk about being grey...can they be more definitive and make up their mind? and it was really depressing to read a whole of stuff on mental disorders...its like i'm stressed enough as it is, so reading about those depressing mental disorders kind of compound on my stress levels.. anyway, ya, just cramped so so much definitions, theories, psycho's (psychologist) names, etc etc...a load of jargon...thou shalt not continue with my minor in psycho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after e psycho exam tml i shall take the chance to go swim or go jogging. think i'll go for a swim. a bit screwed up these days by cooping at home to mug. better than cooping up in hall, but still, i feel quite mentally and physically weird these days. all psycho's fault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-5164625840283126115?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5164625840283126115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5164625840283126115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5164625840283126115' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-626318154241932627</id><published>2007-04-18T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T13:08:22.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MPS 811 Def Sci~ completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah seh. yesterday was e 100 MCQ exam on def sci... and it was a pass/fail subject, so as u can see, i didnt even finish studying for it..didnt read e notes on those physics n mathematics stuff...anyway, my greatest challenge during e exam wasnt the paper...it was staying alive sia...they freaking BLASTED the aircon!!!!!! omg. the aircon at the south spine exam hall was really dots. i was seated below one of this aircon and i nearly died for the 2 hours... its the coldest exam i ever sat for yet. my adidas jacket couldnt withstand the blasting of cold air sia... too bad i left e ntu jacket in hall...shall go dig up my old thick jacket at home...siao de...was like gonna die sia...very tempted to leave at e 1.5hr mark, but i havent shade finish e 100 questions...so couldnt leave...sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up is intro to psycho on friday...shall go mug mug abit on it now...shall stop bumming around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-626318154241932627?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/626318154241932627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/626318154241932627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#626318154241932627' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-8011384277515843624</id><published>2007-04-16T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:50:38.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changes for the better ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho ho ho... just heard this from my mum... apparently the child my sis is expecting is a boy....woot!!! hearty congrats to sis and clio again, haha... of cos i not gender biased de la, boy or girl also good. personally i would prefer first child to be a boy also, but such things not up to me to say de...hehehe, gonna have a nephew around august or september...sigh, 我老了...gonna have ppl calling me auntie liao...i can already foresee in future my sis is gonna be yelling and scolding the child like some scary mother...while the rest of the family is gonna cower in fear..ahaha, ok la, she not so bad la, but i just have the feeling she will be the disciplinarian, LOL. clio on the otherhand is gonna spoil his child rotten...me leh? heh heh..already planning what i shall do liao...i shall be the nice auntie to the rescue whenever sis is scolding the child, lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i shall teach him taekwondo of course, ahaha...guys to some extent must be man abit...not saying all guys who practices tkd are man (far from that, opps =x) but ya, must learn some basic fighting and self-defence skills. and of cos i will teach him swimming and school stuff too, den bring him around to go play, bring him to go eat, etc etc...its what clio has been doing to me since he first came to my house when i was 5...clio use to spoil me like tat, ahaha..so i foresee i will repay the debt and be qiaozha by his child too...but i'm not gonna spoil him sia...must be firm and teach him to be 男子汉, haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos it will be perfect if they decide to have a second child and its a girl...woot! then really song liao, best of both worlds. um, girl i still dunno what to do yet, cant possibly ask me teach her makeup and dancing or other girlish stuff tat i myself dunno, but we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changes changes sia. abit apprehensive at first, but quite excited also. me will no longer be the youngest in the family le, means i am an adult liao! next time probably wont be spending too much time with them liao too, with them busy over the baby, so its really probably gonna be the start of my new independent life. i also rather spend my weekends living a swinging life den spend it fussing over the baby, ahaha, i'm not good with babies. cheers to my new life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. been mugging def science today. still at lecture 2...crappy thing. exam starts tml with def science...jiayou all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-8011384277515843624?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8011384277515843624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8011384277515843624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8011384277515843624' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-6433958180699752089</id><published>2007-04-14T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T23:24:33.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, today's family day stretched the whole day till i reached home about 10pm, totally no time to mug... kenna dragged by sis n clio to their Arena country club in boonlay to go swimming and ktv... hmm, the club is very quiet even on a weekend...dunno whether it will last anot..anyway, it was ages since i last went swimming, so ahem, the swimming costume felt abit tight sia....oh no...eat too much late nite snacks liao...lol, enjoyed swimming as usual, but it soon began to rain so we went to the ktv room in the club and it had quite a lot of new, updated songs...not bad sia...so we sang sang, den went to eat zhu chao, den they drove to my hall to collect my lcd monitor and printer, cos i wont be staying le, den they drove me to e mrt station and i sat the super long ride home again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home totally cui...dunno whether i can even mug today...haha, is tiredness an excuse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway....URGH! my acer desktop spoilt today!!! last nite was still completely ok sia...downloading stuff, den this morning wake up cannot even start-up sia...clio suspects my motherboard just failed on me...omg...and the 1 year warranty already ended last month...so now can only rely on clio to help me fix it...diaos, i shall not buy acer computers in future. yea so far it was good but the sudden and complete failure is really quite shocking. good thing i brought my laptop home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-6433958180699752089?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6433958180699752089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6433958180699752089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6433958180699752089' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-7905643749214478446</id><published>2007-04-13T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T01:08:36.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthdays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost i shall wish a happy birthday to meiwei, shuwen and kangli...in that order, haha...so cool wor, 3 bday girls in this month alone, then daphne with biying on november...only me loner on august, ahah! but i love my bday, cos no holidays around there, by right should have more pressies. by right. by left i havent celebrated my bday for the past 3 yrs? 2 yrs in jc was just mugging for upcoming promos and prelims, and last year i spent it in hall with my roomie, starring at the clock, lol. but pressies still have la, haha...got my current samsung phone from my mum as a gift, which cost a bomb tat time...sis and clio also always shower me with gifts...but the actual day itself is always a normal one...anyway, i digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought a chocolate fudge, blueberry cheese and new york cheese cake from Cafe Express near nanyang audi for each of them, haha... i'm not a big fan of cakes but the choc fudge was best amongst the 3...only biying like blueberry cheese, which was far tooo sweet for me, haha...since it was our last day of the sem, we again took pictures like last sem, haha...really glad i met the 5 of them...still remember i was a wondering lost soul in the first lecture (maths) last sem, then shuwen spotted me and den i sort of just 'float' into the clique and the rest is history, haha...always got positive peer pressure from them sia...all so hardworking...somemore will wake me up when i fall asleep, will remind me of due assignments, tests, lectures, tutorials, etc etc...haha, aiyo, w/o them i'll die sia...haha, big big thanks to the 5 of them! kk, too mushy le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i sat e long train ride home den dunno why i recalled something tat happened during one train trip...i remember there was once an old elderly malay man, who didnt look very mentally stable, walked into the cabin and den when he was about to sit down, he fell towards 2 school girls sitting down. fell towards their legs and den the 2 girls was also shock and tried to hold him...while i witnessed the thing...dunno if its just the cynical me, but i dun think it was an innocent fall..there were many empty seats around so why must he walk to tat corner and den fall hands first onto the legs of e girls? i remember i stared quite long at him..he didnt seem to care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually before tat a similar thing happened to me too...also on the way home from hall... there was a seat beside me and this guy, about 40 years old, tried to sit down den just fall towards me... and u guys know what i did? in an instant i just pushed him sia. ya i just pushed. he fell towards my lap and without thinking i just pushed him...but i still held onto his shoulders, and after a split second i tried to hold him... i was quite stunned... there were a few others around who also tried to help him as he fell..only i pushed and den try to hold him...diaos... ok la, i know some of u may be thinking i also not so pretty, shouldnt be he trying to do weird things, so i shouldnt have pushed him...lol... but what if he was trying to do weird things and i didnt push him? den 不是很吃亏！！ but if i push him den he fall down how? hmmm...really 矛盾 wor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls, wat do u do when someone falls towards u in the mrt? push or pull him? lol...anyway by my instincts i pushed lor...den push liao feel quite guilty also...hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-7905643749214478446?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7905643749214478446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7905643749214478446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7905643749214478446' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-8364168697680348483</id><published>2007-04-12T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T03:09:52.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been feeling a tad bit down today. still havent mugged, ha...still procrastinating... been trying not to think so much but its finally getting to me...the same self-doubt and self-conflicting thoughts are coming up again... attended a totally crap lecture on def science today...it was such utter crap that i feel it wasted 3 hrs of my time... what rubbish...lucky biochem managed to make my day feel not so wasted...being taught by the prof in that way kind of rekindled some of my memories of studying chemistry..ha, what irony, i forgot wat it felt like to study chem...cos i'm not taking any chem modules this sem. havent even stepped into a chemistry lab at all this sem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to feel everything is utter crap...wat am i studying, why am i studying... its quite hard to live without a goal...accountants study cos they know they are going to be accountants...bankers study cos they know they are going to be bankers...ya i know studying science is good becos its general, i can go anywhere. but it can also mean i cant go anywhere. chemist? will i like to do tat for e rest of my life? teacher? researcher? abit too late to regret but i still have no answers...can only go with the flow of things and 'see-how'....just study study, get my degree and then? and then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really quite hard to live without a goal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-8364168697680348483?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8364168697680348483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/8364168697680348483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8364168697680348483' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-5815049261562601956</id><published>2007-04-10T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T16:21:29.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slacking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, long time no blog... 1 week considered long for my standards, ha... so what have i been doing? i'm just slacking slacking slacking away... people all around are gearing up for the exams and i'm still sleeping, eating, watching anime...lol, doing everything but studying. i think the panic will kick in soon, with exams starting next week! dunno why i'm taking things so easy and slowly... been seeing msn nicknames of ppl who are like, dying from mugging stress...my cousin keith sounds like he is nearing a breakdown...hey hey, relax dude, breaking down wont help you much...if u will ever read this, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been chasing the anime Bleach recently...its really really nice sia... omg, wat a freaking nice anime... of cos as my usual self i cant practice self-control...so been watching watching...sigh. oh well, i will mug when the time comes. =x wonder if its my excuse for escaping from exam stress...my main worries are...well, physics n maths...as well as subjects tat requires essay writing like HR and psycho... pretty much every sub le...kk, enough of exam talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for grading last sunday. eh, i really feel grading is quite lame... i mean, the pattern itself is quite short, so i really wonder how examiners can see everyone's pattern when 6 ppl go up at once...the number of ppl in tkd has been dwindling, at least, when i went for my 1st trg the white belters were really really a lot. now its down to about half i think. hmm. i guess its tat way de ba..wondering myself if i will make it to get my blackbelt...or will i drop out halfway due to other committments..oh well, we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, i shall go try to do something constructive. its my last week of staying hall for this sem. will move back in e comfort of home to mug. yea! jiayou people! dont let e stress get to u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>日子好难过啊!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. the past few days felt sooooo long drawn to me. finding it so difficult for days to past. mon nite was rushing maths till 2+, tues nite was mugging physics test till 4am, and tonite have to mug for bio test tml. sigh... exams havent started and already i feel so sianed...anyone tell me how to get my motivation and strength?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for another revision driving last friday and it turned out to be ok.... until parallel parking i knocked the 2 poles at the back down!!! it was sooooo embarassing... i've never knocked any poles down before...dunno why e instructor insist i try to 'see' the limit of how much i can reverse, say i should see wat the black and white portion of e pole hitting which line of the back windscreen...eh...man, why mus so complicated? i jus agar agar all these while also ok what...till he ask me to reverse reverse till i blur release too much of e clutch and when i look back could see the 2 poles falling down with the crashing sound dramatically...omg. *winced. of cos he didnt scold me, haha. pay about 60buck for each lesson de, so students are like kings there...but so pai seh...sigh...driving test on may 12th...help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the final tkd training before exams yesterday... alot of ppl turned up, which i suspect is due to the photo taking thing, haha...mari said why i look so bad, asking if i was gonna faint. eh? but after photo-taking some of us went to run 4 rounds of the track and after tat i did felt abit dizzy...think i shall sleep earlier tonite, or maybe i cant, havent even mug bio...sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-7797008176029807415?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7797008176029807415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/7797008176029807415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7797008176029807415' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-6592800586912348033</id><published>2007-03-31T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T13:01:08.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>. saying goodbye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite, or rather, this morning was finally the day AI shawn will be leaving for the states to work for 1.5 years. he delayed his trip to be with us on the competition, and this morning he finally really had to leave... i wasnt feeling particularly sad...but...lets see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wantin, jimmy and i went to jiamin's house at 11 plus to gather and play mahjong before sky came to fetch us at 3am. haha, dont know what came over me, maybe it was the emotional turmoil i was feeling subconsciously or maybe it was lack of sleep, i was uttering gibberish the whole night. and i mean, really gibberish. first round i had a 花牌 (the chicken) with me, and i held it with me all e way till midgame i threw it out, thinking its a 一shuo.., lol..and it continued like tat thruout the night...i saw a 老鼠 and i said: "eh, my 猫 is here le!", i throw 四同 i uttered 四万...lol...and the best thing was i zha hu one game... totally dunno why whole nite my brain and my mouth cannot communicate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway sky came at 3am and drove us to pick veron up and we reached T1 at 4am... its the first time i felt quite heavy-hearted on the way to changi airport via e expressway. usually i love to go there becos going there meant i was about to embark on a new and exciting journey overseas. but ya...its e 2nd time i went for a send-off..last time was sending off my maid when i was in p2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met shawn and his friends and family... gave him our gifts and stoned awhile more in T1 before he went to board the plane... haha, i didnt cry...but was it me or did i see hint of tears on 红头珍's eyes? lol...i'm not the kind to experience sadness all at one go and cry... i'm the kind who would experience it slowly, day in day out...its like...i wont miss him so much till i cry...but i wont stop missing him either... think i will miss him whenever i see a nissan-sunny car and during trainings where i will still expect to see him there, doing his naggy routine on me. hiaz. seriously, how do u suddenly stop missing someone who's always been there for u?  anyone who's not blind could see how much he cared for our team and how much effort he really put in to groom us... i consider myself quite a 'cold' person... there are probably many 'friends' whom i probably wont feel a tad bit sad sending off at the airport.. but i really hated to see shawn go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shall not be selfish, haha.. he has to go and develop his career le..cant expect him to still always be around to care and nag me... so, shawn, i know u will read this, so below are the 10 things i want u to remember well ok...i wish u you all the best, see ya 1.5 years later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. please practice safe driving.&lt;br /&gt;2. please get enough sleep. dont always stay up late&lt;br /&gt;3. please dont be too nice to people...work politics exist anywhere in the world.&lt;br /&gt;4. please watch your weight. there e food serving scary de i know...&lt;br /&gt;5. please watch out for road-ragers, terrorists, robbers, watever.&lt;br /&gt;6. please watch out for flatmates (recently a lot of murderous flatmates)&lt;br /&gt;7. please dont forget your taekwondo skills and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;8. please keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;9. please be my coach for ivp 09 (if i get to spar...IF)&lt;br /&gt;10. please come back. dont go le den dun come back i will ask terrorist bomb ur apartment...k, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there is one thing i hate most in life, it is saying goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-6592800586912348033?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6592800586912348033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6592800586912348033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6592800586912348033' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-5594003929362896370</id><published>2007-03-29T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T02:03:10.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee...long day of lectures as usual on wednesday... didnt wan to wake up for physics but smsed biying to ask if shes going...said she was then as usual she ask me to be good girl and turn up for physics...haha...this is an example of positive peer pressure, lol. so i tried to be good girl.... stayed awake for physics n def sci, haha... even though before defence science we were at the seiyu bazzar at nanyang audi...its like a mini seiyu in nanyang audi, quite interesting...even though the crowd consisted mainly of girls. the stuff arent really tat cheap also...average la. so we dilly dallied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;def sci  finally had an interesting lecturer...some guy from mindef talking about sports science. anyway ya he taught us how to choose a good and proper running shoes, which was just in time as i was planning to buy one...was advised by someone to buy asics, lol...so yup, considering. he also taught about heat exhaustion, training intensity and stuff, which i found quite applicable to tkd training...his trg program even matched our pattern trg program last time... mon, tues, thurs, fri, sat... wed n sun rest, lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway he told us a very sad story about this young boy who was sold at the age of 3 to a judo coach... so the coach found out about the boys running abilities, so made him run marathons, at the age of 3! when the boy was age 5 the coach made him run 70km!!! omg.... it was featured in the papers and the boy collasped at his 65km mark... he didnt die, but suffered organ injuries...so he can never run again...totally destroyed his talent...omg... even rethinking about the story make me super sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. why was i blur?  here's why...&lt;br /&gt;walked into HR lecture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hs to biying: "eh, why he put old notes on the projector? this is e chap on employee rentention n benefits right?"&lt;br /&gt;biying: "hm?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 mins later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hs to biying: "...eh? i thought this chapter he went thru before? was tested in the ca2 last week right?"&lt;br /&gt;biying: "...no? he never went thru before! it wasnt tested what... u never check edventure???"&lt;br /&gt;hs:" huh!!! but i studied for it leh!"&lt;br /&gt;kangli: "hoho....means u know everything about this chap liao lor...can go home le..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diaos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-5594003929362896370?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5594003929362896370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/5594003929362896370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5594003929362896370' title=''/><author><name>to be continued...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09702139190236721151</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533279.post-6459925521699948437</id><published>2007-03-28T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T03:11:12.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really enjoyed tkd training today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天下无不散之宴席&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss the wonderful days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they will serve as beautiful memories,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cheer me up when the going gets tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533279-6459925521699948437?l=fusarium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6459925521699948437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533279/posts/default/6459925521699948437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fusarium.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6459925521699948437' title=''/><author><name>to be 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