<?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-8045439</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:56:37.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Estoy muriendo, muriendo por verte</title><subtitle type='html'>Season changing Another year goes by too slow Blurry memories Must be getting old Too much pot and heroine Too much crack and coke I am waiting devastating oh
Anytime at all Just hear this song Any days too long Just turn it on With or without me holding you at all Take a pink one Pick a red one Sir Devil Give me a reason To be standing tall Could you wake me from misery Don't wanna be alone Walls are closing I am floating oh</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111298908223204089</id><published>2005-04-09T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T13:08:04.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 197: have u found your wallet yet??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i shouted at&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; momma&lt;/span&gt; to get her ass out of the loo in T1A as we were in a rush to report to the examination room. haahaa no worries it was a friendly kind of holler. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whoohoo the IT applications in logistics which i picked and memorised inside-out did come out!!! and there were my favourite calculation questions too~! but i couldn't figure out some of the abbreviations tested so i just wrote something which i thought would make sense in the supply chain sector~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;... later i found out that everyone was just as clueless as i was we reckon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s gonna die out of laughing from marking our ridiculous answers. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the share-a-thought session here's been kept in pending because i haven't been coming across good little stories. but i really like this one below, hope u enjoy reading it as well. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone once said... "Wallets are a lot like girls. You really have to take good care of, because if you don't, something might happen..."&lt;br /&gt;I know what he meant. I just lost a wallet, and I just lost my girl. You know, it's the exact same thing. One day, you just realize it's gone. You try to look for it everywhere, even returning to the places where you could have lost it.&lt;br /&gt;You think, and you think hard, only to come upon a grim conclusion: it's really gone. Of course, you can hold on to some hope. Afterall, there have been some very, very lucky and probably blessed souls who got theirs back.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you are one of the more unfortunate parties. You sit at home and hope that someone would call, and that you would recover your lost wallet. But as time passes, you know it's still gone, and you come to learn that it's time to let go~.&lt;br /&gt;The first few days, you turn to your friends for support. Some say you'll be ok, others tell you that it was your fault and that you should have been more careful. afew share with you their own experiences. They give you all sorts of advice, none of which you haven't heard before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You then head outside to search for a new wallet, only to understand that you don't really need a new one. You want the old one that you've lost. No, you don't fancy all the other better-looking ones; you only yearn to get back yours, because of how adequate it is, and because the cards and pictures plus the other stuffs are all in it.&lt;br /&gt;You begin to carry on without a wallet, keeping your money in your pocket instead. You throw away stuffs that you would have held on to if you had your old wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, you chance upon a new wallet which you think is appealing and you decide to settle in. You then start filling your new wallet, little by little. It may not feel as comfortable as the old one initially, but it's getting there~.&lt;br /&gt;Following on, you make deposits of your cards and pictures, together with all the others. Soon enough, there are as many items in your new wallet as the old one. And after some time, you feel equally at ease with that.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, you discover that you have almost forgotten you ever had your old wallet. Sure, you still can recall most of the things which you have dropped along with that wallet. But then again, you don't really remember the feeling of lost that once tormented you badly.&lt;br /&gt;That's because the wallet you have lost is no longer yours. And you're no longer clinging on. This new wallet which you have at the moment carries all the what-nots that you need. It is your wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And this time, you tell yourself you're never going to lose this one. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;羶衄斕...&lt;br /&gt;扂參隙砪壽輛滇潔 桉ヶ祥剿腹珋&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;衄斕顯扂垀衄賒醱 攬衭佽扂曹腔麥蘇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;曹腔衄虳麵徹 邁懈飲泭獗賸敷蠕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;珩勍奀潔跤腔怮屾 羶衄湴洇斕腔疑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;傑庈怮唈齡 斕羶衄泭善 扂祥蜆參忒溫裁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;羶衄賸斕 羶衄乾① 妦繫飲眒冪岆諾ァ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;涴虳羶衄斕腔�欳� 羶衄賸赻撩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;羶衄賸斕 羶衄薯ァ 嗽等眅阨�替棲�&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;扂砑癩斕旯奻ァ庤 ③跤扂 眈誑茧惕腔儂頗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;斕燭羲綴扂符隴賸 倷腦眒冪闊裁&lt;br /&gt;斕珩勍飲祥頗眭耋&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;珩勍奀潔跤腔怮屾 羶衄湴洇斕腔疑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;傑庈怮唈齡 斕羶衄泭善 扂祥蜆參忒溫裁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;羶衄賸斕 羶衄乾① 妦繫飲眒冪岆諾ァ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;涴虳羶衄斕腔�欳� 羶衄賸赻撩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;羶衄賸斕 羶衄薯ァ 嗽等眅阨�替棲�&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;扂砑癩斕旯奻ァ庤 ③跤扂 眈誑茧惕腔儂頗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;乾①�蝜�飲岆峚虷 饒嗣藝疑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;毞謠腔怮婌 婓芚珨鏃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;砑斕腔虷 砑泭斕陶 符楷珋佷癩楷談~&lt;br /&gt;羶衄賸斕 羶衄乾① 妦繫飲眒冪岆諾ァ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;涴虳羶衄斕腔�欳� 羶衄賸赻撩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;羶衄賸斕 羶衄薯ァ 嗽等眅阨�替棲�&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;扂砑癩斕旯奻ァ庤 ③跤扂 眈誑茧惕腔儂頗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chinese Simplified gb2312~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good evening &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111298908223204089?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111298908223204089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111298908223204089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111298908223204089' title='episode 197: have u found your wallet yet??'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111392674053303473</id><published>2005-04-07T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T07:03:38.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 196: first paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did a quick recap of my studies for TMA in the morning and met &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at our bus stop. the three of us joined&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; momma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at the train station and we marched to T17 next. located the venue of our examination hall and observed the seating plan well. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s few pages of summaries got blown away by the wind and we couldn't recover them as they landed on top of some shelter below the corridor which we were standing on level four. =/ when we returned from the ladies i announced loudly to all that my seat number was twenty-four [i like 24; it's an even number and it represents fullness~]... until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;couldn't take it anymore and almost approached some from the class next door to inform them of where my table was, hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;realised i forgot to lug along my waterbottle with me to school so i goped two mouthfuls of H20 from&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma &lt;/span&gt;hee. =) then&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen dear&lt;/span&gt; happened to walk past us and i was fast enought to stop her! told her break liao when she slapped hard on my back asking how someone's doing. it isn't ideal to fall in love this season... everybody's putting an end to their relationship, or on the verge of doing so lately. maybe the next'll be a better one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i used up over two tissue packets throughout the three-hour paper~. while waiting for our scripts to be counted i discussed some of the questions with&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;novita&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; cheesiang&lt;/span&gt; who sat next and behind me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we're keeping our fingers tightly crossed for our second paper; we've only thirty-six hours to absorb the very thick stack of PDWM notes [nope &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; didn't cut down alot of the syllabus...=(] and prepare for our examination. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzz tight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111392674053303473?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111392674053303473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111392674053303473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111392674053303473' title='episode 196: first paper'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111272869826603032</id><published>2005-04-06T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T15:05:39.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 195: RANTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it must be pms-- i had my swim and chewed down a bar of kitkat chunky, but i'm still feeling terrible... =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to my dearest &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cp&lt;/span&gt;, would it kill if u stop mentioning &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sm&lt;/span&gt; in all ur msges?? i don't like that woman a bit!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'ve been listening to cantonese songs on our winamp [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongy&lt;/span&gt;'s just added one more to the collection!] because my favourite radio station's getting very commercialised [there're friends who share my sentiments!], with the latest songs repeating over and over again throughout the day~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night night&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;毞閡閡 頗祥頗 �襞眝�賸斕岆阰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;珗埣窪 襞峊掖 麵袚麵隙庤&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;扂腔岍賜蔚掩殘障 珩勍岈迵堋峊&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;濛祥濛 阯祥阯 等荌拸�冾隓濟�&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;珗埣窪 襞峊掖 衄阰諫假怷&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;扂腔岍賜蔚掩殘障 麼勍虰煙珩岆鍚珨笱藝&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045439-111272869826603032?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111272869826603032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111272869826603032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111272869826603032' title='episode 195: RANTS'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111392507274971925</id><published>2005-04-04T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T14:23:21.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 194: to the left... or to the right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;caught the second half of the movie TurnLeft, TurnRight by &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gigi leung&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;takeshi kaneshiro&lt;/span&gt; on Ch.8.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i would've been touched to tears if i were a couple of years younger~. find the plot alittle too atrocious to be true but am happy the couple got to meet each other again eventually. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wheee i've been on par with my revision timetable [for once!] this week! am determined to do well for my semestral papers this time round, blast me pls. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT-COLOR: gray; BACKGROUND: #bce9ff; BORDER-BOTTOM-COLOR: gray; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; WORD-SPACING: 0.3em; FONT: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; TEXT-TRANSFORM: capitalize; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: double; BORDER-TOP-COLOR: gray; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: double; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: double; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-RIGHT-: doublecolor:gray;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Your Birthdate: September 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT-COLOR: gray; BACKGROUND: #e2f5ff; BORDER-BOTTOM-COLOR: gray; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; TEXT-TRANSFORM: none; WIDTH: 350px; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: double; BORDER-TOP-COLOR: gray; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: double; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: double; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-: doublecolor:gray;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Being born on the 21st day of the month (3 energy) is likely to add a good bit of vitality to your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The energy of 3 allows you bounce back rapidly from setbacks, physical or mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a restlessness in your nature, but you seem to be able to portray an easygoing, "couldn't care less" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a natural ability to express yourself in public, and you always make a very good impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good with words, you excel in writing, speaking, and possibly singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are energetic and always a good conversationalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a keen imagination, but you tend to scatter your energies and become involved with too may superficial matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is practical and rational despite this tendency to jump about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are affectionate and loving, but very sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are subject to rapid ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good afternoon &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;PS: hate u [!] hate u [!!] hate u [!!!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&lt;/span&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/8045439-111392507274971925?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111392507274971925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111392507274971925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111392507274971925' title='episode 194: to the left... or to the right?'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111392498051033438</id><published>2005-04-03T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T14:13:17.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 193: blog-- an online diary; a personal chronological log of thoughts published on a Web page; also called Weblog, Web log</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog-hopping's one of my favourite pastimes. =) it serves as a channel for me to catch up with how my friends're doing, or find out more of what one's like [the skin which the person employs tells alot bout the character!]. sometimes it gives me the kick of invading into people's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; privacy because more often than not entries contain inner thoughts which're never meant to be revealed out of the square-boxed thingy commonly known as PC monitor... u know. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i enjoy dropping by online diaries that're funny, interesting, and alittle sarcastic [lately if u've noticed i'm practising sarcasm in mine as well~]. i'm only into such which're made of good english [it doesn't matter whether i know the author or not~]... no offence but i feel my standard of angmoh'll get threatened if i'm not selective bout what i read~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the top 5 weblogs which i make a point to visit at least once every two days--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;bobo&lt;/span&gt; and company's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr. tcy&lt;/span&gt;'s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr. ato&lt;/span&gt;'s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;metro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;huibing&lt;/span&gt;'s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... of course, there're abundance of some other else's too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;kudos to the newly crowned ms.singapore 2005,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.cheryl.tay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;!!! my family and i kind of supported the contestant right from the start because of her occupation-- she's a vet! and we're all animal lovers at home. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... here's to world peace! ~puts up a goofy look~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kc&lt;/span&gt; and i were still sms-ing each other @4+am nearing 5... because i did something so sooo retarded over the thriple-W and i couldn't locate the delete icon on the sophisticated website to thrash my post away. finally gave up after pressing the F5 button for 30min~. darn i doubt my entry'd be chosen, urghh... =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohiyo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: can anybody tell me more on the GOLDEN RATI0???! i tried reading bout the concept through yahoo! search engine but i caught no ball of it. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;serene&lt;/span&gt;'s the no.1 patron here! thks muchie for always leaving a note on the tagboard! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111392498051033438?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111392498051033438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111392498051033438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111392498051033438' title='episode 193: blog-- an online diary; a personal chronological log of thoughts published on a Web page; also called Weblog, Web log'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111392452340328624</id><published>2005-04-01T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T13:04:12.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 192: forever love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; and i accompanied&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mommy&lt;/span&gt; to the hospital for a checkup in the morning. was supposed to help but i turned out more of a hindrance instead-- sinus kept me sneezing non-stop and i used up every piece of tissue paper that we brought along with us; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daddy&lt;/span&gt; had to walk to the cafeteria to fetch me a cup of hot milo. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the three of us settled for lunch at MaxwellRd before we returned home. =) surprise surprise-- i received YET an additional piece of ITP notification letter, this time round via snail mail... whoa~ just how many LOs does &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.lucas.ng&lt;/span&gt; plan to set me under??!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohh well, be my guest. but whatever u do, kindly leave my placement company alone. thankyouverymuchie~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had a quick shower and dashed to meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantianie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;outside KBox.Clementi~! we decided to pack dinner from my place and smuggle the few tupperwares in the room, hehh. =) actually it's supposed to be another 3girls' night out of ours but... anyway the ktv session was on me since our &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dearest water manager&lt;/span&gt;'s always paying for us whenever we go out. =) so we sang and sang and sang, and ate and ate and ate~. i've no idea why i sang out of tune half the time [no that wasn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;done deliberately!!!] hee, so paisehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;later we dropped our mics as picture snapping took its place! my cousin sure has a pair of big round lovely eyes!!! these days i've been contemplating over whether i should pick up the contact lenses option... my eyes're getting smaller by the day from the long hours of putting on glasses. =( mmm i may do just that when i graduate from school next year. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we left the lounge at around 2330hrs. it was really sweet of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantianie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to make a detour on the cab to ensure i reach home safely. btw she's visiting Bangkok in mid april!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take care &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.tcy&lt;/span&gt;'s shifted his bloggie again! from xanga to his own website and then finally to blogspot~! it's a wise choice because blogspot's alot more user-friendly than the other two. =) and his posts're ever so interesting and funny they practically sell like hotcakes. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i left a msg on his tagboard saying hi... ohh pretty please, let him catch it before it gets washed away; his blog's very well sought after the viewership can hit up to 500 in just an hour's time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: cheers-- KBox's got&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; leehom&lt;/span&gt;'s FOREVER LOVE music video up already!!! it's one of the latest songs which i fancy i think i'll melt if someone were to sing it to me hehh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOREVER LOVE ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;乾斕 祥岆秪峈斕腔藝奧眒&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;扂埣懂埣乾斕 藩跺桉朸揖雄扂腔陑&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;秪峈斕�襞瓵智� &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;符賸賤赻撩&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;帤懂涴虳�欳衵的繳譏餀�&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;乾扂 衄虳芫賴衄虳祥鼠す&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;�蝜�淩腔乾扂 祥岆燴垀絞�輓躂鷇�&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;覜善斕腔網柲婓扂嫉晚 砉峚瑞朸も&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;恲�廘襤硫� 扂腔祥假隅 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;垀眕扂~猁&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;藩毞旃噶斕腔虷�� &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;嗣繫赻��&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Forever Love Forever Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;扂硐砑蚚扂涴珨捲赽�弘效�&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;植踏眕綴 斕頗岆垀衄 倷腦腔燴蚕&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;乾①岆部郔藝郔堈腔藏俴&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;朓芴迾撫懾籠髒嫌郯鬼扂蠅腔ヶ輛&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;覜善斕腔极恲婓扂輒爵砉栠嫖睿懠&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;б鏝腔�睇� 扂腔祥假隅 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;祥褫佷祜&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;痐隴扂乾斕腔燴蚕 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;嗣繫赻��&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Forever Love Forever Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;扂硐砑蚚扂涴珨捲赽�弘效�&lt;br /&gt;植踏眕綴 斕頗岆垀衄 倷腦腔燴蚕&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;斕覜雄腔桉齒 扂麥蘇腔汒秞&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;摴痰憩岆郔疑腔痐隴 憩�襞眕硪菸輕�&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you (眻善蚗堈)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Forever Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever Love Forever Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;扂硐砑蚚扂涴珨捲赽�弘效�&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;植踏眕綴 斕頗岆垀衄 倷腦腔燴蚕&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever Love Forever Love Forever Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Chinese Simplified gb2312~~]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111392452340328624?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111392452340328624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111392452340328624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111392452340328624' title='episode 192: forever love'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111392445364006428</id><published>2005-03-31T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T12:13:58.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 191: it's all very much about pretense</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dislike going swimming on wednesdays. there'll be loads of primary school kids running around the complex occupying both the big and medium pool. i don't know bout the boys but the girls certainly cause conjestion to the access of shower cubicles in the ladies!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rushed and turned up for CSB test just right on time~. we were to observe a recorded conference over the screen thrice and come up with minutes at the end of the three hours given. my heart raced when &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt; sat down beside me as we were viewing the meeting halfway. =) he must've wondered what the sheepish smile's for when i turned and flashed him one. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had gotten their notification letter! both of them were placed in logistics companies at BoonLay and Tuas respectively [and we suppose all the freighting centres down our TG road had ceased operation or something huhh~~]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'d be serving her attachment in some food enterprise at PandanLoop. she's the lucky one because she resides in the area itself. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i saw my new LO after the assessment! she's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.audrey.lai&lt;/span&gt;, a pretty lady from the BD team. maybe i'll get to be one of the students under her guidance next year. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway i'm still keeping quiet on the adjustment made to my ITP posting; it's rather funny putting up a stupid pathetic look, while the foul-mouthed ones're at it again; merrily teasing away and then sarcastically adding on "hiyahh no offence hor... just joking lahh. u know how i wish i could work at the PB too~"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"ohh yea, and ur jaws'd probably drop like mine did when i first read the email huhh huhh, ~rolls eyes~" i badly wanted to listen to the impulsive side of myself and blurt the thought out. but i gather it's better to play along with the ignorants for the time being~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'ve u caught the AmazingRace before?? =) it's always too early to tell who has the last laugh isn't it??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;muahaahaahaa haahaahaa. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buhbye &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;PS: take care &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111392445364006428?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111392445364006428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111392445364006428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111392445364006428' title='episode 191: it&apos;s all very much about pretense'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111392429639563623</id><published>2005-03-29T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T13:46:20.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 190: bookworm winnie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wasted&lt;/span&gt;'s been posted to a firm in town~. he msged to check whether i've found anybody to carry out an exchange with; he offered to help if i haven't done so. i thought that was very kind of him but i'm out of the nonsense already. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; got her placement letter she's been assigned to a retail shop at FarEast! judging from the name of the store we reckoned it's a boutique selling men's wear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;good, we can get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;bobo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; jojo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to patronise her if that's the case. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehh i read through the whole of my TMS text this afternoon i swear i gonna trample over the other module notes in the next few days~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111392429639563623?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111392429639563623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111392429639563623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111392429639563623' title='episode 190: bookworm winnie!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111199867584613931</id><published>2005-03-28T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T08:40:29.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 189: hip hip hurray</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was up very early this morning. met up with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kc&lt;/span&gt; to borrow her copy of QA tutorial answers, had lunch at home and left for school next.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s "wish u heng heng" and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s goodluck smses worked [only the two of them knew bout my PlanB, since i've always believed that plans get misfired whenever too many people come to learn of the matter~]! went to speak to the person at T10. and according to her after flipping through the records another student &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt; [my classmate in first year~] had applied to work at CapitaLand-Retail too they thought my request form was a duplicate copy of hers so they didn't 've it processed!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;am extremely glad that things're settled now-- i'd be given a fresh new piece of placement letter, another LO, as well as a slightly better pay in three days' time. that lady even apologised twice to me! phews phews phews... i thought i'd 've to bang on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.lucas.ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s table to get out of the PB curse. right, all's well that ends well. =) and i'm going to treasure the opportunity given more than anybody else, really, laalaalaa. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;visited the main library to surf the net next. being a loyal patron of our Biz.IT library situated up the hill, i haven't stepped into the main library before. so i was clueless as to where the PC and xerox zones were. saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;s&amp;k&lt;/span&gt; though, and we stared at each other~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the people at the main library're an unfriendly lot; super duper inconsiderate and selfish and all. they grab ur chair and deny the fact when u approach politely. they also bring in mini radios to fill the entire level four with perfect10.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;picked up &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eayy&lt;/span&gt; and my photos from the Kodak house later in the evening [aiyohhyohh i shd've stuck to matte instead of selecting glossy finish!!!]~. returned&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; kc&lt;/span&gt; her notes and headed home after that. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sugar sugar dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PS: just want to roll out credits to those who've been giving me support all this while... esp during the ITP shock which i suffered badly from~. those who stood by me when the rest of the world gloated over my misfortune, and those who volunteered to do placement switches with me... u know who u're, thks muchie my friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... 絞珨з冪徹 遜躲覂斕腔岆扂&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;絞斕橇腕妦繫飲羶衄 梗咭暮扂腔陑溫婓斕忒笢&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;絞濡阨霜徹 遜顯覂斕腔岆扂&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;絞垀衄�侀樅疚�芛 梗咭暮衄扂頗穻斕珨眻善&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;郔綴&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Chinese Simplified gb2312~~]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111199867584613931?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111199867584613931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111199867584613931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111199867584613931' title='episode 189: hip hip hurray'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111382857030208579</id><published>2005-03-28T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T13:55:25.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 188: my ideal sunday night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today's a nobody-wanna-take-neoprint-with-&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; day!!! =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway the group of us three girls and one guy was definitely an odd combination; we don't quite click actually.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ch.8 played the final episode of the japanese serial DoubleScore at 2300hrs. it was filmed round three years ago, starring two of my favourite jap stars &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sorimachi Takashi&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Oshio Manabu &lt;/span&gt;[awww i say he's got the most perfect looking eyebrows among all the other guys~]. =) my third favourite jap actor's&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Tsuyoshi Dohmoto&lt;/span&gt; from Kinki Kids [he's the more popular one~], hehh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;there. my ideal sunday night~. lying on the couch doing nothing but watching nice drama serials [yes, even putting aside my preferred net-surfing~]. =) however i'm going to be deprived of the luxury real soon, 'cos the TV station plans to air a horror show from next week on, ill ill. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buhbye &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111382857030208579?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111382857030208579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111382857030208579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111382857030208579' title='episode 188: my ideal sunday night...'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111382842379036622</id><published>2005-03-26T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T14:41:05.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 187: "wanna go clubbing tonight?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tailin &lt;/span&gt;rang in the evening to ask if i want to go chiong with them at night. it's really nice of her to give me a tinkle every now and then before they hit the club to party but i had to turn the invite down this time round as...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. my hair wasn't set on rollers and it looked totally disastrous;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;2. i was expecting an urgent mail over the worldwideweb; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;3. i had to embark on my revision for the coming papers~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hope the group of adults let me tag along again when i'm done with my examinations. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodnight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111382842379036622?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111382842379036622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111382842379036622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111382842379036622' title='episode 187: &quot;wanna go clubbing tonight?&quot;'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111368039620283789</id><published>2005-03-25T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T11:18:42.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 186: cheers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my LO happened to walk past me outside T2241 this morning~. he initiated a hi so i returned him with this very sincere smile of mine. 've to act goody two shoes infront of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.tang.kah.heong&lt;/span&gt; until i hear good news from my PlanB. wonder how long that'll take. btw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.tang&lt;/span&gt;'s got extremely long eyelashes for a chinese man!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; gave me a piece of her mind on my tube top again~. sometimes i feel she really behaves as though she's the one who gave birth to me hehh. =) did this tomato test &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming &lt;/span&gt;got from his friend and haahaa! i'm not a flirtatious woman in any way yay yay. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stopped&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; yiling&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; suhfen&lt;/span&gt; halfway after lunch with&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; jieying&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;huixin &lt;/span&gt;to grumble bout my ITP. could tell the both of them empathise with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;poor winnie&lt;/span&gt;'s situation very much. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;met &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantian &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; eileenie&lt;/span&gt; for dinner at Swensens CrownPrinceHotel in the evening. =) both of them're my favourite company~! we ordered main courses and ice cream was served at the end of the meal, wheee...=) us three girls just kept on chatting, how nice was that. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;later &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantianie &lt;/span&gt;gave me a ride in a cab and dropped me off at Clementi. surprisingly i bumped into &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying&lt;/span&gt; at the central~. we took bus105 back home together. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good day &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: "if u're the sensible one..." &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantian&lt;/span&gt; advised me as i got certain things off my chest. right i remembered &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;bossie&lt;/span&gt; mentioned something similar in the past as well~. why why...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: and i FINALLY received the call which i had been waiting for eons!!! let out a super duper huge sigh of relief when i saw the name of the caller reflected on the screen of my mobile phone, heehee~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111368039620283789?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111368039620283789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111368039620283789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111368039620283789' title='episode 186: cheers'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111368013495798788</id><published>2005-03-23T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T00:47:53.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 185: whoohoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joined my villagefolks at the front of the lecture theatre during BLaw break and flashed them the cabbage that i bought on my way to school~! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;addy's buddy&lt;/span&gt; who was sitting just beside seemed bewilded over the green round thing i was holding, haahaahaa. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awww &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt;'s got another two babies added to the love collection which belongs to her beau and herself. =) initially they only've this stuffed bear created in some shop where they clothed and printed him a birth certificate. his name's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;russ&lt;/span&gt; btw hee...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;they dared me to hold the mic and sing DreamAlittleDreamOfMe in the MLT while waiting for PD to commence!!! and i did!!! before everybody walked in of course. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;hohoho &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gutsy winnie&lt;/span&gt; accepts all kinds of dares-- come challenge her. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good morning&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... Stars shining up above you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birds singin' in the sycamore trees&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream a little dream of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But in your dreams whatever they be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Dream a little dream of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Yes, dream a little dream of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111368013495798788?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111368013495798788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111368013495798788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111368013495798788' title='episode 185: whoohoo'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111142047303885118</id><published>2005-03-21T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T06:38:10.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 184: urghh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by today morning afew more in our class had gotten their placement letter for ITP this coming april... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;novita&lt;/span&gt;-- an engineering firm, Ubi;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt;-- Cycle&amp;Carriage, JurongEast [&lt;em&gt;note she stays in ToaPayoh~&lt;/em&gt;];&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;marina&lt;/span&gt;-- a logistics company, Tuas [&lt;em&gt;note she stays in MarineParade~&lt;/em&gt;];&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;guantat&lt;/span&gt;-- a retail shop, SimLimSq.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apart from the two scholars &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;novita&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt; who were clearly given the best postings, the rest of us were not very happy with the location, wage or nature of the job. we learnt that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.eddie.ong&lt;/span&gt; [yes that doraemon's friend-lookalike lecturer!!!]'s behind the mess created for all of us he should just watch out for possible assaults from students who're dissatisfied with his arrangement! ~coughs once~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and as if the trauma of the irksome ITP notification wasn't enough, my co-lawyer tried to do me in during the mock trial of our BLaw CA. i don't understand why she resorted to the sabotage-- we're both in the same group and marks're awarded to everybody equally for this particular project. i only know i won't work with people who disregard the value of teamwork again the second time~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;felt like i've been played a prank for the past couple of days... my whole weekend was burnt studying our BLaw report and making amendments to the sixteen long pages of stuff [while someone was so worn out after attending her nephew's bday party &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blahhblahhblahh she couldn't rush her part of the summary out as planned~]..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. i didn't expect additional credits to be placed under my name but i thought the least i should be presented was a word of thanks or something~...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;silly winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;burst into tears when we left the room.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma dalee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had a hard time cheering me up. in the end they promised to withdraw their alliance against the burping queen for the day if i were to stop crying. awww i love them three to the skies...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;being a true blue camera whore, i'm always seen the first settling myself in a relatively good position, removing my glasses at the same time before the small rectangular gadget goes snap. but that wasn't the case today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. in fact i stood at the back and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.ds&lt;/span&gt; said he couldn't quite see my head. retarded~. so&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;everybody tried to shift me to the front but to no avail because i simply refused to move.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;how funny the semester started with me falling head over heels for the au courant man while the others disliking him to the max but ended in reverse afew months later. even &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt; gave her comment that he's not that bad afterall actually, ill ill.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;serena&lt;/span&gt; forwarded me an email one week back on the promotion of my favourite ice cream bar for the month of march where sundaes're sold at an incredible pass of three bucks from two to five in the afternoon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... we wanted to pop in Swensens Suntec but it was already nearing 5pm by the time i was out of school...=(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nightnight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle &lt;/span&gt;spent a bomb getting her hair colored i think she now resembles those models in the magazines!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... 絞滄儂埣徹夼陑遙�梤� 毞諾硐隱狟敷蠕拸汒腔攫唅&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;奀潔坳夔祥夔給豖珨萸 礿跡婓斕ю毞虷螺&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;斕腔陑滄徹夼陑遙�梤� 踏綴扂蠅腔岍賜華⑩跪珨晚&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;�蝜�撫瑞夔參覜橇蟀盄 砑換湛跤斕佽祥俇腔佷癩&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chinese Simplified gb2312~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111142047303885118?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111142047303885118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111142047303885118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111142047303885118' title='episode 184: urghh...'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111323401329676542</id><published>2005-03-19T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T11:29:14.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 183: motified</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just when i thought everything was doing perfect in my world...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mentioned that the ITP notifications for her class were mailed out according to merits. didn't expect mine to reach me so soon though all of us had been dutifully checking our school accounts everyday for the past one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the fateful morning i sat infront of the computer screen in ultimate disbelief [as to where i was posted to~], with my jaws dropped forty-five degrees sharp. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i blinked and rubbed my eyes hard. clicked on the refresh icon and took a good look of the placement letter again. pulled&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;out of his room to help triplecheck as well. needless to say, there wasn't any mistake with the electronic mail--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Name of the Student : LEE WEI NING WINNIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Adm No : 0305060&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Class : DBA/FT/2A/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ohh, what could ever go wrong huhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was awfully upset throughout the rest of the day... everyone was like "omg" "man..." "wah biangz" when i made the announcement over the phone that i've been sent to this very well talked about organisation in school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt; and i were among the first batch of students to've received the order from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.lucas.ng&lt;/span&gt;. the rest in our group felt kind of uneasy because the nature of both our attachments're rather extreme [my charsiewpau's been positioned in a reputable firm at ShentonWay!!!]. the girls took turns to console me...&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; dalee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling&lt;/span&gt; in the afternoon,&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; momma&lt;/span&gt; in the evening, and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kc shimei&lt;/span&gt; when night fell~. i really appreciate their efforts... but nothing seemed to be able to lift my lousy mood up a teeny weeny bit...=(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gawd~ my dad pays the school $1k+ for my fees every semester without fail. over my dead body'll i clean shit and drive monorail in a floral shirt [that's what the lecturers always highlight whenever they bring up the corporation!!!] for my ITP k.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PlanA was a total flop and i hate &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt; for pointing out the other day that there were sufficient number of logistics related placements to go around. the in-charge of the allocation this year had better not let me find out who he or she is, else i'll get rough with the fella straight out. better make sure i've got a gunnysack ready in my bag from monday on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buhbye &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: shocked shocked shocked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: it's gonna be a long looong zzz-less weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111323401329676542?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111323401329676542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111323401329676542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111323401329676542' title='episode 183: motified'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111323389750809729</id><published>2005-03-18T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T18:34:22.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 182: the review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my goodness &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileenie&lt;/span&gt;'s so zai she said hi by shouting my name down from level three of T21 as&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; dalee&lt;/span&gt; and i were walking up the slope from the basement! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we got &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; into deep shit during PD-- the group of us kept talking and joking around throughout the entire sixty minutes, obviously oblivious to the presence of the head of department who was observing the lecture silently from behind. =/ apologised to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; when lesson was over; he told us it was no fault of ours since we didn't notice the lady, afterall a quiet group doesn't appear genuine at all... mmm we still felt pretty bad for doing our favourite lecturer wrong. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kc &lt;/span&gt;during lunch and she showed me her ITP placement letter proudly! wow she's been assigned to serve her attachment in an engineering firm in the InternationalBusinessPark. that's sooo near our place i tell u. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had QA practical test after that. alas i didn't manage to finish my final sentence. boohoo. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;while heading towards MLT11 for TMA lecture someone creeped up my back and gave us all a fright. guess who was the mischievous being--&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; ms.ok&lt;/span&gt; ~rolls eyes~. anyway we didn't carry our text with us as we thought we'd bon class to sum up our BLaw stuff. but it suddenly dawned to us that it was the last lecture of the module [because we've no school on good friday the following week~] and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt;'s usually very generous with the release of the many relevant areas of emphasis that we've to focus on for the semetral paper. how could we say no to the kind offer??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grabbed a bite at fc6 when lecture was over. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; wanted to say hi to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tallie&lt;/span&gt; u see. =) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tallie&lt;/span&gt;'s a part time employee of the mini snack joint in fc6. we all gather he measures up to app 1.95m vertically, and we've been noticing him around-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; has a thing for guys who're real tall, haahaahaa [boy she's sooo going to strangle me for this~]!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the six of us rounded up at a bench to discuss more on our BLaw project. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;yvonne&lt;/span&gt; and i were delegated to be the laywers representing the plaintiffs [she's with Songkut Travel while i'm working for IKAT~~]. loads of changes were implemented to what which had already been done so far. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;rushed off to look&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; up for dinner later at 8pm! =) we settled for SecretRecipe and the ambience at night's fabulous they've small little candles lit and placed on every table! awww... so romantic...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;miss wang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ordered chicken cordon bleu while&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;miss lee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had grilled BBQ chicken with herb rice, i say it tasted perfect. marvellous. =) cakes were our dessert; baked cheese for my chummy chum and oreo cheese for myself, heehee. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;said the meal was on her because she's just received her bonus, hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;greeted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;at the information counter after that. =) didn't manage to catch the final episode of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;haomeili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s show, but i was sure it's a happy ending for everybody so i was put much at ease. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as mentioned before today'd be the last day of my formal daily blogging... afew reasons to that... one of which's time... i've trouble affording time to stitch all wonderful events neatly together much as i badly want to share with u guys on how my day went... u know...=/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and there's another issue which i'd like to address on... it has come to my parents' attention that their daughter's seeing a guy... and some of my friends're trying to pry confessions out of me as well~... mmm &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know u're all concerned bout me but seriously, i don't wish to comment anything regarding matters of the heart... until i'm certain i've found my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.left&lt;/span&gt; [right sounds so conventional~!] i don't need things to be high in profile... hee not to worry if i get hitched i'll definitely broadcast the news wide to the other side of the globe, that's one for sure. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so till then i'd really appreciate it if u give me a break on the subject... thks for ur understanding. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take care &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: happy happy bday &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dada&lt;/span&gt;!!! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: look out for a change in blogskin the next entry~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111323389750809729?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111323389750809729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111323389750809729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111323389750809729' title='episode 182: the review'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111260948403840170</id><published>2005-03-18T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T15:03:45.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 181: wanna rack ur brains alittle??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Study the line below. E is the midpoint of AB and F is the midpoint of CD. Length of AB = Length of CD. AD = 22cm and BC = 5cm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a) Find the total length of AB and CD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b) Find the length of EF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was taken from an examination paper. meant for the P6 kids in &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kevan&lt;/span&gt;'s tuition agency. but the eight of us [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling momma dalee kangming guantat andrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; kevan&lt;/span&gt; as well as urs truly~~] who attempted the above couldn't arrive at a solution proper. our conclusion-- a diagram was missing. either that or there could be an error somewhere.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;met up with &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; early in the morning for a round of QA windows revision. i like working on QA practical. =) it's so different from QA theory-- u need more brain juice for the latter~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during lunch we agreed to give &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.raj-y&lt;/span&gt; [that's what &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;soowei&lt;/span&gt; calls him!]'s lecture a skip. had to rush our BLaw CA out. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"hiyahh we go also no use. he dozes and she zzz-s," &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; pointed at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie &lt;/span&gt;indifferently. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after spending three hours in the library we turned up for BLaw lecture [learnt bout &lt;em&gt;Intellectual Property&lt;/em&gt;-- copyright trademarks patents blahh blahh blahh today! and i find the topic rather interesting~~]. posed &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt; questions with regards to our CA when she called it a day. were glad we caught her hints. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;popped into the library again to assemble all the points we had. everyone was assigned afew of them to elaborate on individually by the following day, so stressed out. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had dinner with&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; kenny&lt;/span&gt; at CafeGalilee [haahaa i wasn't quite ready to be defeated by the mathematical problem on top; was only willing to give the case a close when our doctor-to-be affirmed that it couldn't be solved~~] and then we hit KBox JEC [it's ladies' night @Kbox every thursday!!!], laalaalaa. =) sang and sang and sang, hee the both of us didn't know that we enjoy listening to so many songs in common...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;... 扂砑猁艘獗斕腔桉齒 泭獗斕腔汒秞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;祥奪嗣屾汒扂頗蚚陑腔泭 祥奪嗣屾汒&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;嗣屾汒 扂珩頗蚚陑 蚚砩 婓砩腔泭&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;扂砑猁艘獗斕腔桉齒 泭獗斕腔汒秞&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;祥奪嗣屾汒扂頗蚚陑腔泭 祥奪嗣屾汒&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;嗣屾汒 秪斕腔汒秞 婓扂陑 岆郔峈雄泭&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chinese Simplified gb2312~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111260948403840170?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111260948403840170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111260948403840170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111260948403840170' title='episode 181: wanna rack ur brains alittle??'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111260940308477450</id><published>2005-03-16T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T20:36:11.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 180: so much fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were in our corporate wear today!!! and i put on my new pair of heels to school, hee. =)&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; dalee&lt;/span&gt; and i were almost late for our last EPI lesson as we were both stucked in a bad jam at Clementi. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt; taught us how to go about shaking hands and exchanging namecards with associates... the right way of holding wine glasses and minding our manners when boarding a taxi. =) it was kind of sad-- all of us enjoyed the module truckloads plus aircraft-loads. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;were granted early release from class and we marched over to fc6 for quick lunch followed by a final run-through of our CSB presentation. =) saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt; and walked her to MLT12!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; freaked out the moment we reached the tatami room so we took turns to calm her down while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;made some amendments to our name plates speedily. =) were called in early as the first group was done with their stuff fast~. i was lucky to've my seat just adjacent to that of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt;'s; moved my chair nearer to him discreetly as the conference commenced, shhh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma dalee kangming cheesiang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and myself broke into laughter when the meeting ended. =) we thought we did well and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mr.momo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s evaluation for our performance was a very positive one, hurray!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;shot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a super duper deadly look when&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;commented she's articulate and all. but as soon as he finished the statement he turned and mentioned i was not bad too [yippee!!!]~. flashed him the most angelic smile of mine to say thks, hehh. =) btw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mr.momo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;disclosed to us that there'll be at least two distinctions coming from our group, wow wow wow~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;later we discussed the BLAW CA with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;yvonne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, split the questions up choppe-choppe-ly and shifted my butt together with my village folks' to KBox Clementi next. =) we decided to flag a cab down-- economies of scale could be realised since the place was just two bus stops away from our school; taking a bus'd actually cost slightly more, hee. =) the driver was alittle impatient as to where exactly to drop us off though, because we were all too high to bother bout him. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s really nice he let me check in with my card! and this time round i remembered my lanyard, yay yay. =) so we removed our shoes, jumped up the couch and hollered into the mics as usual, whoohoo~. of course we didn't forget to ask for plenty of refills for our tidbits either [had to change the tone of my voice each time i picked up the internal phone~~], haahaahaa. =) took some pictures too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had sooo much fun today, laalaalaa...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sugar sugar dreams&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111260940308477450?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111260940308477450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111260940308477450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111260940308477450' title='episode 180: so much fun'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111079912288736465</id><published>2005-03-14T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T02:17:55.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 179: simply amazing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;today's an absolutely lucky day! while handing our answer scripts back to us&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;announced to the class that she loves my handwriting [yes it probably won't turn marking papers late at night a dread as the font's big enough~~]. =) and i'm truly overjoyed with my grade i swear i haven't gotten anything good as that for a long looong time!! totally unbelievable. =) quickly msged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; kc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to inform my best friend of the good news. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lunch was in PizzaHut at fc5-- DBA 2A-11 decided we'd make use of our PTN endowment fund [it's an useful sum of $6.50 per person presented by the director so each class could organise a gathering every year and spend some time as a whole outside school~~]. =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;yvonne &lt;/span&gt;sat together with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma dalee kangming&lt;/span&gt; and myself [btw the six of us'd be working on our BLAW project collectively. blast us success please thank you~~] .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i suggested ordering a setC meal for us village folks and we marched over to the buffet counter next. =) loaded our bowls with soup and salad [i don't take in raw veggies; i walked away with lots of fruits instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;~~], happy! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;were caught in awe when the person placed two pitchers of iced pepsi down on our table [by right we were only entitled to one jar of the drink~~]. =) of course we kept silent bout it, maybe the other was on the house because we all looked thirsty or something, haahaa. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so we munched and chewed and gobbled, and were all very full after the meal, yay yay. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i bought folders [hers was pink while mine was purple~~] to slip our EPI reports into since we were just outside Popular bookstore~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had BLaw tutorial next and we saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt; during our break!!! awww he waved at us from afar and we all went mad [guess who was the most berserk one!], haahaahaa...=) i insisted he was only waving at me and nobody else, then &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma dalee&lt;/span&gt; argued and said otherwise while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; shook his head, hohoho...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;conducted a meeting for our CSB roleplay when lesson was over; for our darling &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt;'s sake we've got to make it a flawless act, hehh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good evening &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111079912288736465?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111079912288736465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111079912288736465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111079912288736465' title='episode 179: simply amazing!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111243146957063751</id><published>2005-03-14T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T11:16:50.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 178: day at leisure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was dragged out of bed by my siblings-- there was a call for me from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen dear&lt;/span&gt;. our makeover photos were ready for collection. met her 3.30pm in town and visited IG. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we took such a long time to pick our choice [because several pictures looked nice at first glance but not really after that~~]. in the end&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;bought all her prints to save the trouble~. we also selected the most adequate shot [with the help of the staff there~~] to be blown up as part of the package. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;later we learnt that the photographer's actually one of the managers of the makeover studio, to think we believed he was on some form of freelance employment since he's very young, easygoing bout stuff and all [in the end i goped more photos than what i was supposed to!!!], haa. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had dinner at KentRidge with my family besides &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aunty.lai&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cousin.bryan&lt;/span&gt;, whoohoo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;completed my report at night~. missed part of the japanese serial on Ch.8 when i was out of the shower, urghh...=/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohiyo &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111243146957063751?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111243146957063751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111243146957063751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111243146957063751' title='episode 178: day at leisure'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111243136946016170</id><published>2005-03-13T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T03:01:49.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 177: what close call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had dim sum with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daddy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, and we gave the chinese restaurant 5stars over 5stars for its appealing food and excellent services~! i don't mind picking the tab so long as i've some spare cash at hand, since it brings endless of smiles to both my parents whenever i offer to do so. hehh, guess i'd be equally tickled if i were to've a daughter who's just as sensible [haa i see some of u gonna throw up this moment!]. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;decided to shop for groceries after our meal~. saw&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; jiewei&lt;/span&gt; from afar and pointed him out to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mom &lt;/span&gt;as we were walking out of FairPrice. boy he has lost much weight to the Singapore Armed Forces [not that he was plump or what to begin with~~]!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohh i should've pretended i didn't spot him-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; was full of praises for the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; NTU Biz scholar wannabe [another &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;bossie waiwai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in the making??!], &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i knew what she was up to and managed to drag her away before she shot him the very awkward question~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; i'm a sucker for intelligent men but habitual library-goers aren't ur daughter's cup of tea [guys at the grand age of twenty-plus should be a hundred and one time more street-savvy... and they certainly're rather questionable if they're still seen holding comic books in public~]. besides ... ... ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EPI report typing at home took up the rest of my day. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzz tight&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111243136946016170?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111243136946016170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111243136946016170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111243136946016170' title='episode 177: what close call'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111216739454417419</id><published>2005-03-12T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T16:27:05.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 176: happening evening!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; fixed the row of us with the most complicated question during PD tutorial, but as usual the assignment was settled brilliantly in a short amount of time...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lunch was with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;huixin&lt;/span&gt; [btw congratulations to all my friends who've done well for their A's! =)] at fc4, had japanese bento set, yummy yummy~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gave in to zzz bugs during &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.raj&lt;/span&gt;'s lecture [haa, like what's new~~]. BLaw was cancelled so my pals and i decided to hit the library for an hour of free access~. met up with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;alicia&lt;/span&gt; for our BD sign-up next-- it was sooo chaotic in the small tutorial room because most of us were without projectmates from the Mktg side~... and there were people [guys to be exact~~] who behaved as though they were selling veggies in the wet market they attempted to recruit members by &lt;em&gt;'lelong'&lt;/em&gt;-ing here and there~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some of the more refined us began filling the whiteboard with our contacts in [little~] hope to complete our respective teams. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it wasn't until a lecturer walked in that we heaved a huge sigh of relief-- he told us we could go ahead with the registration, since the demand for MM students was greater than supply~...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the bunch of us then proceeded merrily to join the queue outside and got our forms endorsed--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;alicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; [we found out she's actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;addy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s buddy!!!] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;prisca momma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and myself'd be in grp24 [whoohoo that's one of my favourite numbers~~]! =) while&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;formed grp23, and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei qiuling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;were given grp25. =) hope we all end up in the same BD class next year, blast us...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;on my way home i bought heels for the mock meeting next week, like them alot, yay yay. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodnight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111216739454417419?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111216739454417419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111216739454417419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111216739454417419' title='episode 176: happening evening!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111216734847792309</id><published>2005-03-10T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T06:00:48.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 175: laalaalaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had my weekly dose of chlorine damage on my precious tresses before heading for CSB tutorial. =) was called up by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a couple of times to answer some of the questions in our book [no he wasn't trying to make things difficult for me; just that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s a spontaneous kid in his clsss haa~~], yay. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were to round ourselves up in 5s again [yes yes yes, our very much hated no.5 in the context of projectwork~~] for a role-play CA the week after~. managed to rope &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chee.siang&lt;/span&gt; in our village troop and together we form the toilet association [had hengheng-ly picked the outline on Leuters' Toilet Accessories and Supplies Pte Ltd among the other different scenarios to work on~~]. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so we decided on our individual posts next-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt;'d be our Chairperson cum GeneralManger, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cheesiang&lt;/span&gt;'s the Secretary [he volunteered himself for that~!] cum FinancePersonnel, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt;'s the MarketingExecutive and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice&lt;/span&gt;'s the SalesExecutive. =) while urs truly's the PurchasingExecutive, hiahh hiahh hiahh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had our ITP briefing after that. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.conrad de souza&lt;/span&gt;'s a very funny man~. we laughed alot throughout the talk, hohoho. =) was specifically instructed by both &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; to chuck aside all my skimpy wear when we were addressed on the issue of how to deal with harassments in the course of our job attachment~. they also expressed their empathy towards my employer to be they thought the person'll most probably be one of my victims instead of the other way round... whatever lahh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;attended another session on pre-ITP by &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.lucas ng&lt;/span&gt; and then went home with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling&lt;/span&gt;. =) we realised our bus arrives fast whenever we walk to the stop together~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night night &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: most of the songs in &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;B.A.D&lt;/span&gt;'s new album're not bad~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;guang.liang&lt;/span&gt;'s latest collections're just as nice too; i like the two below in particular...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;&lt;砃酘軗砃衵軗&gt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;扂淩腔譎賸繚 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;岍賜郭彸蜊曹 絞場腔饒跺屾爛&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;饒岆扂蠅飲隙祥�扔譬蚡� 絞斕桴婓饒跺狦毞腔漆偉盄&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;扂蠅遜岆陑爵醱 饒跺ぇ硒腔屾爛&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;饒岆扂蠅飲隙祥�扔譬蚡� 倷疑遜褫眕澄厥絞奀腔陓癩&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;岍賜郭彸蜊曹 絞場腔饒跺屾爛&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;饒岆扂蠅飲隙祥�扔譬蚡� 絞斕桴婓饒跺狦毞腔漆偉盄&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;扂蠅遜岆陑爵醱 饒跺ぇ硒腔屾爛&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chinese Simplified gb2312]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111216734847792309?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111216734847792309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111216734847792309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111216734847792309' title='episode 175: laalaalaa'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111216725334277838</id><published>2005-03-08T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T05:49:46.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 174: professor lee's revision know-hows!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;woke up early to study for my PD CA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when it comes to theory-based subjects i've my own way to beat boring revisions. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well i employ this 40.study-60.resty method which i call it, such that i'll reward myself with a break, either by shutting my eyes or loitering around in the house after studying for a short while [my attention span isn't long u see~~]... be it presenting &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daedae&lt;/span&gt; with a catchy jingle followed by a silly dance, checking out how the breakouts on my face're doing, or opening the fridge depositing whatever junk i can find down my oesophagus [i esp love this particular one which reads XXX ice cream in the freezer~!], hehh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when that won't work, i'll pack all my barang-barang and carry them with me to a quiet cafe [either the one near my place or at TC's~~] before i move on with the agony of mugging~. i like to order stuffs to eat and drink, and i allow myself to savour a teeny weeny bit of whatever which's on the table when i finish, say 6pages of my notes~. it helps keep the motivation going, laalaalaa. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;disclaimer: both above could cause extreme consumption in time [tick-tock tick-tock~~]. parties who're interested in giving the practise a shot're advised to plan their revision timetable real well ahead~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so i had lunch and skipped my way to school after that. =) BLaw was alright. had PD test and wheee-- all the topics which i selected [with much consideration~~] did come out!!! decided i'd drop certain chapters since i was running behind time [see disclaimer~~] and i thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;might just as well follow suit in view of the TMS paper the week before, heehee. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, for rosy matters I PASSED MY EV________ AT THE VERY FIRST ATTEMPT i think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s gonna be so proud of me~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sugar sugar dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;pitiful winnie&lt;/span&gt; has been completely ostracised by her dearest village folks-- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; doesn't want me as her daughter, period~...&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; dalee&lt;/span&gt; doesn't acknowledge me as her &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;xiaolee&lt;/span&gt; anymore... rather, the both of them've formed an anti-croaking alliance to fight the burping queen and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;bro&lt;/span&gt;'s on their side, boohoo. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111216725334277838?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111216725334277838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111216725334277838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111216725334277838' title='episode 174: professor lee&apos;s revision know-hows!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111029889330294240</id><published>2005-03-08T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T07:58:12.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 173: charred-charmander</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lunch in school today was definitely a horrendous experience-- i had a bowl of super duper spicy dried prawn mee from stall9 of fc6~... i swear i had told the uncle explicitly that i wanted mine without chilli, but i guess somehow generation gap overcame our conversation and he mistook my request for extra sambal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(-_- ''')&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i transformed into a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.search.yahoo.com/images/view?back=http%3A%2F%2Fsg.search.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%2Fimages%3Fp%3Dcharmander%26toggle%3D1%26ei%3DUTF-8%26meta%3Dvc%3DcountrySG%26y%3Dsg%26fl%3D0%26vc%3DcountrySG%26fr%3DFP-tab-web-t&amp;h=217&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;w=200&amp;imgcurl=en.wikipedia.org%2Fupload%2F5%2F56%2FCharmander.png&amp;amp;imgurl=en.wikipedia.org%2Fupload%2F5%2F56%2FCharmander.png&amp;size=37.0kB&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;name=Charmander.png&amp;rcurl=http%3A%2F%2Fen.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FCharmander&amp;amp;rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fen.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FCharmander&amp;p=charmander&amp;amp;type=png&amp;no=3&amp;amp;tt=2610"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charmander&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and had to gulp down my grass jelly drink instantly to save my burning throat~. when one glass didn't help &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; got me a second one, oooh...=/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;eventually i ran the noodles twice under&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and my soup, and i managed to finish the whole bowl of them ~applauds~. burped, or rather croaked the loudest croak ever [even i was stunned by myself~~] in the library after that! luckily&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;giraffe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;stepped in afew seconds later, phew. =) hurry! send my name for Guinness World Record and i won't disappoint u for sure, hiahh hiahh hiahh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on a serious note we've to register for our BLAW CA project in groups of five come the following monday... by now all of us're more or less familiar with each other in class it's going to be hard since we move around in herds of four and we don't want to be separated from our own gang. =( to add it on there's another concern of ours-- FRs, ill. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taught&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; rachel&lt;/span&gt; how to go about working on Vectors problems when i was back at home~. frankly speaking i was rather impressed with myself for being able to solve most of the questions... u know how bad my memory can turn at times, hehh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111029889330294240?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111029889330294240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111029889330294240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111029889330294240' title='episode 173: charred-charmander'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111148287802903160</id><published>2005-03-07T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T16:25:11.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 172: makeover 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went for a makover session with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;candy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileenie&lt;/span&gt;~! it was quite a last minute decision made, since both my cousins thought they'd visit a makeover parlour as they needed to get their face and hair done for a wedding dinner in the evening. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i made sure i stayed clear of water the night before to keep my face from any unneccessary bloating~. was the first to reach IG [the name of the studio~~] so i proceeded to choose my outfits and settled on the stool to've my face and hair fixed. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;communicated with the makeup artist [she's a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; too~! but i carried another name with me when the appointment was made...] before she slapped the very thick and heavy foundation on my face and we discussed what was best for me [i'm a person who knows what i want for myself; i never enter a salon with a bo-chup attitude-- slip onto the chair, close my eyes and allow the hairdresser to do as he or she deems fit, no that's not my style~~]. hehh i also took the chance to pinch afew application tips out of her. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unfortunately i got distracted when &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;candy&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; eileen&lt;/span&gt; walked in, and the next thing i knew, whoa i had blue eyeshadow above my eyes [boy the color happens to be at the bottom of my list of favourite shades~~]!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"u could've used brown u know..." i protested. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; explained saying the color was to match my outfits and assured me that the result wouldn't be anything too appalling, oh well~...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anyway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;did a great job for my brows and my hair later on, which compensated for the sense of loss that i was feeling. =) was really satisfied with my hair in particular, and i'm full of admiration for stylists who can grasp what i'm looking for and help put it into reality, since i won't compromise when it comes to the curls on my mane [yea i went there with my hair flat, showed her some photos over my mobile so she could work on it and... ta-dahh~~], hohoho. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i took my first few individual shots while waiting for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to be done~. pulled out the choker which i was given [realised i looked weird in it!] before we posed for our pair shots, whoohoo! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;changed into my second outfit after that and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was nice to offer a touch up for my hair. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; eileen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i then sneaked into one corner to snap pictures of ourselves using my phone while&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;candy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was doing her solo, heehee. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;after i completed the other half of my package i made a dash for the makeup remover immediately [oooh zits're sooo going to appear on my face the next day~~]. was delighted when they said i could leave with my hairdo intact, yay yay. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my two cousins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; had to pay a sum of money on top of everything else to walk away with their make-up on, but i think the lady at the cash machine forgot to charge that to their bill when we made our way out, hehh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the three of us patronised my favourite neoprint machine next [yes yes yes, the one with a couch inside~!]. =) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;teng&lt;/span&gt; said my hair was the nicest but i thought &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt;'s one was equally fabulous. =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway i nearly fainted when i found out &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen &lt;/span&gt;was given FIVE complimentary shots [while i had only TWO extra ones!] and another additional backdrop [my goodness that woman had THREE in all!!!] the photographer obviously didn't make it for his mathematics or something, ill...=/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;morning &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: my new ez-link card costed me 15bucks-- 8 for the card itself and 7 for the stored value, urghh!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PSS: goped the following from somebody's bloggie...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"... Falling in love is meant to be the sweetest thing that can happen on earth. To have someone by your side when u're feeling down, someone for you to share your sorrows and happiness with.. Close friends can do likewise too, however the feeling seems entirely different. When you realise you're not meant for each other,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;the relationship comes to an end...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What happens next?? I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;t varies. Some become good friends, while others go back to being strangers. Strangers sound so scary, but it does happen in real life.. And there are others who like to do comparisons too.."--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... 坻竭疑 坻嗣疑 涴虳扂甜祥剒猁眭耋&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;婬麵咭裁 嗣遼轄腔茧惕 涴隙砪坻崋繫跤腔善&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;坻嗣疑 睿扂祥肮腔疑 郔綴岆阰祥笭猁&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;洷咡斕眭耋 乾①祥夔釬掀誕 ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chinese Simplified gb2312~~] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111148287802903160?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111148287802903160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111148287802903160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111148287802903160' title='episode 172: makeover 2005'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111148277999114914</id><published>2005-03-05T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T12:53:48.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 171: do u like scallops and chilli crab??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to bed at 4+am as i spent half the night cramming TMS stuff in my headie. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt;'s really cute-- he confessed to us saying he's so mean and sharp with words he's surely gonna get it when he reaches the other world in time to come, heehee. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;soowei &lt;/span&gt;joined us for lunch as &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wati qiuling&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt; were studying for the TMS CA at home~. we all turned up for QA tutorial empty-handed as we had kept ourselves fully occupied with our TMS revision for the past few days. thank goodness &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.raj&lt;/span&gt;'s an understanding man he even released us earlier so we could prepare for the paper after school. =) btw i finally caught up with my QA practical i actually finished my assignment ahead of the rest, hehh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i scanned through my TMS lecture notes for the final time before the test commenced [the pile of them's still very thick even though all the redundant pages were torn away!!!]~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; was the second last student to leave the MLT, with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma qiuling&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; shimei&lt;/span&gt; waiting for me outside along the stairway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a round of bitching took place after that-- we studied 7good whole looong chapters for the test but were only popped with questions related to the first three; we could've concentrated better by giving the revision of the other four topics a miss, urghh~...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but then again i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; ms.ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had meant well. if we had been tipped off on that previously i doubt any of us'd touch the rest of the text until our study week starts~. anyway i'm beginning to find TMA more and more interesting now my pals believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s gone quirky or something, gee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;right, enough of school let's talk bout something else. =) dinner was a feast at ChinHuat Live Seafood, whoohoo whoohoo~... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;company included&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aunty.lai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle.alfred&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aunty.angie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cousin bryan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, besides my lovey dovey parents. =) was very excited when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the fantastic chilli crab and the really huge white scallops were brought to us; the other dishes were equally ulahh-lahh, so all of us ate a whole lot, mama-mia~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the adults entertained themselves with their all-time favourite mahjong after the meal, while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle.wor&lt;/span&gt; presented &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy &lt;/span&gt;and i with popsicles as we watched the 9pm drama on ch.8 [of late i've been speaking broken mandarin just like&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; simon&lt;/span&gt; in the show, calling &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; 'bro~' in school loudly at the same time~~] at&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; tiantianie&lt;/span&gt;'s place. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the three of us reached home after 1am~. realised i've dropped one of my pouches somewhere earlier...=( there were afew coins together with my newly topped up adult ez-link card in it, ill ill ill...=( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good evening &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111148277999114914?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111148277999114914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111148277999114914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111148277999114914' title='episode 171: do u like scallops and chilli crab??'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110978729475668138</id><published>2005-03-03T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T01:38:42.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 170: what's ur seduction style?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: The Natural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/natural.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't really try to seduce people... it just seems to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Fun loving and free spirited, you bring out the inner child in people.&lt;br /&gt;You are spontaneous, sincere, and unpretentious - a hard combo to find!&lt;br /&gt;People drop their guard around you, and find themselves falling fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/seducerquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night night &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110978729475668138?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110978729475668138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110978729475668138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110978729475668138' title='episode 170: what&apos;s ur seduction style?'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110960564969383351</id><published>2005-03-03T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T14:52:54.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 169: the many sides of winnie lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the usual bus which i take to school arrived two minutes earlier in the morning and being the just-on-the-dot person that i always am [if it's not work-related issue i usually gain a marvelous sense of accomplishment within myself whenever i adhere to the appointment or arrive somewhere promptly on time; i don't like to reach early because it means i'd 've to wait... you know~~], i waved buhbye to the vehicle from afar~. while looking out for the next one i entertained the playful kitten down the block. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EPI was the first lesson of the day and i was surprised when &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt; picked &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; and i to conduct a role-play. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"shall we get&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; winnie&lt;/span&gt; to be the one doing the harassing??" she asked, and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laughter came from those seated around me. because &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt; had found the right person for the job-- i've quite a flair in acting, especially roles which're extreme in nature. =) we were to learn how to deal with sexual harassment which takes place in the office u see, and our beloved lecturer wanted to highlight to us that victims involved in such cases need not neccessary've to be those of the female gender. men too, can suffer from the above at times~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we also discussed bout the different types of personality that each of us possesses. why certain people click so well although they've only met each other for the first time... while others remain mere associates even after being aquainted for decades~. according to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs. moreira&lt;/span&gt; it all boils down to the good old saying, &lt;em&gt;birds of a feather flock together&lt;/em&gt;~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to prove her point, we carried out this bird talk thingy where we selected five adjectives out from a pool of words which best describe ourselves. we were then instructed to narrow the list down to just two of them, and sorted ourselves into the category that we fall in. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there were peacocks [the very outgoing group of people~~], eagles [the loud ones who carry leadership attribute~~], doves [the silent peace observers~~], as well as the owls [the systematic workers~~]. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;true enough, the thesis was very accurate-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nadia&lt;/span&gt; and company're pure peacocks, while there're mixed breeds over at our side. =) we were also told that identical traits're shared among many couples~. the statement spoke for itself when &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; mentioned they're peacock-dove and peacock-eagle respectively, interesting ehh?? =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;andrew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i belong to the very contradicting combination of dove and eagle [i held on to &lt;em&gt;practical&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;disciplined&lt;/em&gt;, ohh yes i did~~].&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;kept nodding her head because she thinks i've got a serious case of split personality [i can be the ohh-so-sweet and demure lady one moment and then a super duper threatening ah-lian the next~~], haahaahaa. =) btw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s another rare fusion [peacock cum owl~!] she's the exact opposite of her daughter no wonder we don't see eye to eye with each other all the time, hohoho!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;novita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;peishan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;brought the class through handling dismissals, while&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i figured our hilarious plot quickly and acted on the spot. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt; then went on to share with us afew bad encounters she had ever came across during the days when she was practising as a lawyer. we found out there's sooo little which we can do when we've insufficient evidence against sexual harassments, be it the mental kind of distress or physical abuse in any form, ill. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during lunch we realised that&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; wati&lt;/span&gt; had videotaped what i did to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; earlier via her phone!!! urghh-- talk about the tight security enforced on mobile handsets these days~! anyway our fearless class chairlady refused to sell me the file despite countless of pleading~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had our CSB CA after that. were to work out an office memo in pairs~. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; and i communicated secretly to doublecheck the format of our respective letters, shhh...=) when &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma &lt;/span&gt;and i submitted our script i pointed out proudly to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt; that the professional-looking signature located at the bottom left corner came from my writing, hee. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;attended an hour of my chinese class before joining my classmates at the RFID talk in MLT12~. it was compulsory for all SupplyChain students to be present, but the turn-out was something like 70% working adults and [only~~] 30% of the rest of us~! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt; had invited many big shots in the logistics field so we could mingle around with the guests and perhaps conduct some networking at the same time, ill ill. =/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was dozing off my seat when the director of SB made a loud entrance and settled down just diagonally behind me...=(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the refreshment reception arranged by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;got us all so high and perked up~! it was aww... certainly worth every minute of the wait-- the food on the table looked yummilliously inviting!!! under the witty-auntified leadership of [ehem~!] urs truly, we managed to load our plates successfully with beehoon siewmai tuna sandwiches coconut tarts mini pizzas and cream puffs [ohh the cream puffs were sooo lovely they were cleared off the silver tray first!!!], hiahh hiahh hiahh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the seven of us then zoomed off somewhere at the back to gobble up what we took, and we each had another two more full helpings at least [hehh we thought we'd help gope&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s share since she wasn't around~~]~.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was delighted to receive wonderful feedback from the lot of us on the food he ordered. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i've officially taken on the title of SSQ [siahh-suay queen~~] from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;my momma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;told the rest bout the story on how i slurped 6cups of iced milo down my throat the other day, so funny. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;in view of the high calorie intake for the day all of us decided to take a slow walk to the train station when school ended. somebody suggested a steamboat buffet outing after our examinations next time, hurray~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodnight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: i'm getting senile-- couldn't recall what i wanted to get from PopularBookstore after circling the place for more than half an hour. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110960564969383351?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110960564969383351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110960564969383351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110960564969383351' title='episode 169: the many sides of winnie lee'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111103191563336798</id><published>2005-03-02T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T02:24:11.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 168: brand new me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i underwent a long recharge of endorphins in the pool after the market visit with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;. =) and my tan's back, wheee~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had a quick lunch during BLaw break and PD lecture proceeded on just fine. =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got home early as i wanted to learn how to cook the white shells &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; and i came across in the morning. =) am glad my culinary skills're still pretty much intact these days. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;met up with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kenny&lt;/span&gt; for a short while after that and returned to my place before the vector control men executed their large-scale pesticide spraying act around the estate i'm staying in. =) there had been a substantial rise in the number of dengue fever cases reported recently and i found out from the notice put up on the ground floor that culex mosquitoes [which're active at night and'll start biting app from 6.30pm-6am~~]'re the culprits behind the red swollen bites found on our skin every night!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzztight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling&lt;/span&gt; was absent from school as she wasn't feeling well. hope she recovers soon. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PSS: gone with the depressing days, u see a fresh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;!!! an even more confident and undaunted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, a very wild and curious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, as well as an equally motivated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i love the pleasant me so~. do u?? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111103191563336798?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111103191563336798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111103191563336798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111103191563336798' title='episode 168: brand new me!!!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111103001561078488</id><published>2005-03-01T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T02:27:34.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 167: introspective monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;woke up with an astounding supply of energy within myself, which was something good. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;met my village folks at the train station. surprisingly we all turned up in black tops and tees, whoohoo~! i adore telepathy; it bears such unanimous behaviour among beings yet we can't make up the unidentified force behind the production, ohh well...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;witty winnie&lt;/span&gt; began giving names to her pals and herself, from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;blackie-one &lt;/span&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;four&lt;/span&gt; according to the date of birth system, hiahh hiahh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TMS was a short one~. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt; mentioned she's got loads to work on our ITP matters, and decided to dismiss us early so we could revise for our coming tests and stuff. she could've simply called off the tutorial in advance since it only consisted of doublechecking our CA scores~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we got back our TMS report. were satisfied with the marks received. =) btw our PD report was rather well graded too, yay yay. =)&lt;br /&gt;saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen &lt;/span&gt;at fc6 during lunch~. boy she was in full make-up she said she has a function in the evening. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;later &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; and i managed to meet up with one of our BD grpmates. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;alicia &lt;/span&gt;seems like a nice lady, petite polite and all. =) we felt so much relieved after that we trust our cooperation'd be a successful one. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;hit the library next. and a well-groomed guy who held with him a stack of PR-related notes sat next to us on the couch, whoa~. i've always wondered how different things'd be like if i took up the course on PublicRelations instead of what i'm doing now. undoubtedly i'd be more people-savvy since i'd 've picked up networking and crisis handling, u know... not that i regretted my choice to enter a polytechnic and engage in business studies-- in life we gain some and lose some through certain decisions we make. =) life's got to be like that, so we can advance intellectually and emotionally, and then turn the way which we should be~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;better draw u back to where i left my day. =) combed high and low the magazine corner for the publication which i read half-way the other day to no avail, ill.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;decided to borrow a book from the ChickenSoup series, so funny we didn't know we had to create a PIN before we carry out any loaning of the materials in the library given our second-year status in school. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i believe there're many year3 seniors out there who're just as ignorant on that as well. u see, most of us visit the library to rush projects or surf the net in the PC zones, some discuss and talk aloud across the study area or in between the bookshelves... the others catch a wink or read in the magazine corners, while afew unwind by positioning themselves infront of the TV sets watching whatever films which're available in the vicinity. there's only one machine doing loan transactions in the whole Biz.IT library, and u hardly notice any queue there, really. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ooops paisehh i got out of point again... yes in the end we approached the librarian at the counter for help, who gave us the instructions coldly~.&lt;br /&gt;everybody thought i was&lt;em&gt; indecently dressed&lt;/em&gt; for the day as i wanted to get attention from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.ds&lt;/span&gt; during BLaw. ~rolls eyes~ &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;soowei &lt;/span&gt;who just acquired ultra bright hair highlights over the weekend wanted to sign up for the amazing race thingy and asked whether we could form a group. we all said no thks firmly, haahaahaa. =) my school's a bigtime copycat of the various TV progammes around. i remember the most recent event came from the Idols series. and it's AmazingRace now... what's next~?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tutorial presentation was a flop-- we weren't able to explain "No&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n-negotiable" cheques correctly much to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.sim&lt;/span&gt;'s dismay, boohoo. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was pouring like mad when class was over. rushed to town and settled down for hi-tea with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;huibing &lt;/span&gt;at GelareCafe. =) we just chatted and chatted, it feels great to talk to a good friend, especially when we don't get to see each other often. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the both of us then strolled over to Esprit at Wheelock-- they were 'vin a sale for the label in all the outlets. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;returned home to realise that i had carelessly left something important out in the morning, yikes!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buhbye &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111103001561078488?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111103001561078488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111103001561078488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111103001561078488' title='episode 167: introspective monday'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111079079207518113</id><published>2005-02-27T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T18:40:26.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 166: S.O.S!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; made us pizza for lunch yesterday!!! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; baked alot of cookies too. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spent some time reading through my TMS notes~. we were to attend a dinner at an ulu-ated place in the evening; i racked out my electronic hair straightener and posed as &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt;'s hair stylist for the day, hehh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;dressed up choppe-choppe-ly after that. heehee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i agreed that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle.li &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;should go trim his brows soon~. anyway the food was quite alright, there wasn't any roasted piggie though. =) and we laughed so hard at this someone who lip-synched a couple of songs, hohoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was badly beaten by diarrhoea when we got back home. kept running in and out of the loo, ill. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: i'm currently suffering from an excessive hair fall and yesterday's damage was especially severe... has anybody got any prescription that might help prevent further wreckage?? =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: &lt;em&gt;"... i muz giv u a treat.. u know i v happy i getting my bonus next wk..."&lt;/em&gt; aww... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt;'s sms absolutely made my day man~! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111079079207518113?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111079079207518113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111079079207518113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#111079079207518113' title='episode 166: S.O.S!!!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111079065180391204</id><published>2005-02-25T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T01:37:50.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 165: T.G.I.F</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; seemed to've become even more cynical and sarcastic these days! but we don't mind him because we all enjoy watching sir grumble bout the little what-nots in his life, hee. =) btw he told us his wife's a chinese and we were amazed to hear that he can speak alittle cantonese under the influence of his spouse, wow~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i find friday the worst among my weekdays. we've heavy lessons every friday and lunch's at 12noon where human traffic reaches its peak in the tuckshop~. i like monday tuesday and wednesday more [there's every reason to put on my hair rollers on sunday and tuesday nights so i'll 've curly locks when i wake up from my LaaLaa land~!!!]. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohh, QA was horror plus terror. it was my turn to present the hardest question in our &lt;em&gt;Projects &lt;/em&gt;tutorial, ill. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;and i couldn't stop lamenting on our awful luck-- both of us're always assigned to work on the last two problems of our weekly assignment~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TMS was a dread. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice &lt;/span&gt;and i had to be seated separately from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; kangming&lt;/span&gt; as the four of us were late and most of the back seats had already been taken up [TMS's the only module in which we hide ourselves high up the MLT whenever we attend the lecture~~].&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;returned home with the monthly dose of &lt;em&gt;17-&lt;/em&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; and myself, wheee~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sugar sugar &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111079065180391204?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111079065180391204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111079065180391204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#111079065180391204' title='episode 165: T.G.I.F'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110929178645298064</id><published>2005-02-25T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T01:27:26.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 164: pretty much bewildered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;alicia&lt;/span&gt; handed me an additional pair of contacts for the BD grouping, and i passed them to&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; BB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;LHH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;in class~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;wasn't feeling really high until lunch break came-- we discussed bout the all new TV serial at 9pm on Ch.8 [it has become a perpetual habit of ours to talk bout the episode of the drama shown the night before over our mid meal daily~!] and held a mini poll. they all think i resemble&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;HaoMeili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; [it's the role which&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jacelyntay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;plays~~] alot alot, especially the color of our skin and the way we guffaw. even&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my sis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;shares the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; same view as well~! goodness me. anyway the storyline's a cute one if u haven't caught abit of it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzz-ed through QA lecture as usual~. chatted with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei &lt;/span&gt;during the break and found out how somebody's getting on... she showed me pictures of her growing hamsters too. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; popped by after lecture to check whether our grouping's been finalised. thought the person went alittle too far when she mentioned that SCM students're rather redundant actually, since only marketing and finance knowledge's needed for the project. =( &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling &lt;/span&gt;said she had better not approach us for assistance should she need information from our side one day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good morning &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: things're losing their track; i need to get myself out of the nonsense fast .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110929178645298064?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110929178645298064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110929178645298064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110929178645298064' title='episode 164: pretty much bewildered'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111065441766470697</id><published>2005-02-23T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T01:20:56.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 163: we love EPI!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had vegetarian food with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast and shifted my butt to school quickly after that. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;EPI was a whole hell of fun-- we learnt so much on table manners and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nadiah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was made the victim of the day~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen dear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;shared with me a wonderful idea of hers during lunch, hehh hehh. =) read some magazines with my pals in the library later on, before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; informed us of the cancellation of our CSB tutorial. we wondered if anything bad had cropped up at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s side. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;surfed the net while waiting for chinese class to commence. left negative remarks for the course when the teacher circulated the feedback form around-- much [regarding the details of the additional fees here and there~~] was left unsaid at the point when registration was carried out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buhbye&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying&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/8045439-111065441766470697?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111065441766470697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111065441766470697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#111065441766470697' title='episode 163: we love EPI!!!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-111065312455765432</id><published>2005-02-23T01:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T09:57:31.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 162: naughty winnie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;started alittle on my PD revision after &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; and i returned home from the wet market. hit the pool next, only to realise that i've forgotten to bring my goggles along as i was shoving my belongings into the locker~. drats i kept carrying the thought that i seemed to've left something out while i was packing my barang barang earlier. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; told me i was being paranoid. =/ in the end i swam slowly by the side of the pool. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;washed up and rushed to school immediately.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;introduced&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;us to the various kinds of cheques and i find the lecture very useful-- i've always been keen on learning transactions that take place at the bank, hee. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never speak ill of anybody lest u need the person's help one day. the two classmates of mine who did something they shouldn't 've previously somehow got to know that i was doing the liaison job of the BD grouping for my clique and approached me for assistance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;soowei&lt;/span&gt; had to jump out at the wrong time asking for a pair of SCM projectmates to complete a team of 5. the both of them snatched the offer away before i could bring my pals's attention to the matter, #$!~%^#*!&amp;% !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PD lecture was a fun one-- we all called out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.got-it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s name unanimously when&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;requested for volunteers to help out at the JAE exercise~. saw two empty coffee cups which were pinned up on the noticeboard outside MLT11 and we decided to join in and fix&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s one on it as well [yes yes yes, we're inconsiderate and playful lot!]. =) the eight of us gathered to discuss bout BD again;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;were the only ones who believe we'd be safe so long as we're in our 4s...=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;walked to the library with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;when school finally ended. learnt that the two mentioned earlier didn't manage to get their BD projectmates afterall, three cheers [where's the champagne?? =)] and whoohoo~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;well, the karma effect advanced when i was logged out of the free access system without any notice while blogging halfway~. nevertheless i didn't regret any of the sinful acts for the day, hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzztight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-111065312455765432?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111065312455765432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/111065312455765432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#111065312455765432' title='episode 162: naughty winnie'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110908478271334619</id><published>2005-02-22T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T05:51:10.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 161: simple day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i woke up before my alarm clock went off @0710hrs~. did calculations of sea freight charges during TMS tutorial. i enjoy dealing with plus and minus problems because the questions're all very straightforward. however sometimes they can be equally confusing also, with the different rates the different types of containers hold~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;lunch was jap food with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; janice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;. =) we had katsu don each, happy~. my class did the military count during BLaw and i formed group(ii) with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei eileen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cheesiang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;. presented our tutorial and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.ds&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;said we got the perfect answers, yay yay. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;topped up groceries for my family after school. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; made us cheese and bah-kwa popiahs for dinner, yummy yum! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodnight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110908478271334619?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110908478271334619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110908478271334619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110908478271334619' title='episode 161: simple day'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110992567598665906</id><published>2005-02-20T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T02:39:16.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 160: WE NEED 1 MORE MKTG STUDENT PLS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spent the whole day fiddling with contacts and searching for BD projectmates [BD stands for Business Development and suaysuayly, that's the module which our final year project falls under next term~~]. according to a friend we'll be working on a problem presented by a company and it's either we make or break since it's a year long assignment. ohh my~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatted with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wenhua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;later in the evening. very funny she was delegating duties in her kitchen at the same time, hee. =) many thks to her [love love**], we managed to get acquainted with a pair of pretty trustworthy ladies from FinanceTrading. they're &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;alicia &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;prisca&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;rang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nannytan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to bitch bout life besides informing her of the good news above~. was also telling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;how i might be putting myself up on an online auction soon. i dislike the current &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; truckloads plus aircraft-loads. don't find her adorable anymore. it's not at all smooth over at my side. everything backfires. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was surprised to receive an sms from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;s&amp;k&lt;/span&gt; [mktg!!!] at night. he got my no. from&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; xiaoping&lt;/span&gt; and asked if &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; and i were looking for groupmates. but unfortunately the cooperation had to be called off as we thought the triplets'd split and vice versa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohiyo &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: the overall lecturer in-charge of BD is mad. how is it possible for the entire cohort of SectionB to attain a full team of five members with not more than two from the different courses given only two Marketing classes, part of which're exempted from the module due to another special elective of theirs, to match three SupplyChain and four FinanceTrading ones??!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pardon me for being childish here [yahhyahh i understand we can't pick who want to partner with when we enter the rat race in time to come~~] but why the odd no. 5?? =( only afew dare to step out and work with people they don't quite associate with all by themselves you know...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE NEED 1 MORE MKTG STUDENT PLS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110992567598665906?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110992567598665906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110992567598665906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110992567598665906' title='episode 160: WE NEED 1 MORE MKTG STUDENT PLS!!!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110992545856335463</id><published>2005-02-19T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T23:23:35.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 159: another blow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;something horrible had to hit hard just as i was slowly recovering from the trauma of the misfunction of my phone-- BD project in year three~. for us in sectionB we're supposed to form a group of five rounding up no more than two members from Diploma in Finance Trading, as well as Marketing and SupplyChain mgt discipline of Diploma in Business Adminstration.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and urghh-- i missed the one and only chance to work with this someone whom i've always wanted to know more about [&lt;em&gt;u do've somebody, be it one of the same gender or opposite sex, whom u've always hoped to make friends with the plain manner don't you?? he or she could be a schoolmate whom u brush shoulders with in the tuckshop, a commuter whom u meet on the bus or the train like almost everyday, or a resident in the same estate as u're...&lt;/em&gt;] gosh i should've been more alert to realise my phone was ringing so that wouldn't cost me the precious opportunity...=/ heard they approached &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sw&lt;/span&gt; after that. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was too worried over the project matter to settle down for lunch-- we couldn't reach those whom we know of who're doing Finance studies. after much calming down from my pals i bought yong tau foo. couldn't finish it. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; asked if i was fretting over not locating reliable projectmates and bingo bingo-- i don't mind contributing more in a group when everyone puts in his or her best but the high morale's missing when free-riders're around... u know how hard it is to get those &lt;em&gt;idealists&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;bochap-ists&lt;/em&gt; to produce something constructive right...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;finally perked up abit during TMS-- we got ourselves high seats faraway from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and learnt that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;got a place in the Roll of Honours~!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cheesiang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;turned around and went broadcasting "that's my classmate that's my classmate!" to the rest aloud, haahaahaa. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i was grinning from ear to ear 'cos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'d be able to support me in future and i'd just lead my life like that of a rich taitai, wheee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;btw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.can-burp-more-times-than-winnie-does&lt;/span&gt; was at it again. think we sort of know who that person is already. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;came across &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wasted &lt;/span&gt;in the library. he was like "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt;~~&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; winnie&lt;/span&gt;~~" in a spooky tone from behind me~. a year one classmate of mine who was working on her retail project gave her boyfriend a hard time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"where'd u position the outlet if u're given the opportunity??" she posed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i don't know, but i suppose not Paragon. i think the place's too posh..." her beau answered.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"so u're telling me ... ... ...??" my ex-classmate snapped.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he kept quiet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"... that's it. we'll go for Paragon. it's a wise choice." she wrapped up the conversation as he continued his silence~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i didn't mean to bug but the girl was loud. anyway i felt sorry for the guy because the decision to select Paragon as oppose to his view was apparently a funny one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had intended to surf the net but i ended up chatting on the phone with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;huibing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;instead-- she has found a new job and's so looking forward to working with the kids in the elementary school. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;met up with most of my relatives from my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s side and we carried out this ultimate annual lou-hei session as usual. it's fun tossing what's in the raw dish up and down. along with it was filling the air with loads of auspicious sayings. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;us kids were given a separate table from our daddys and mommys~. we were all very happy with the arrangement since we fancy our own&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;company. i sat between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; rachel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantianie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s getting more and more radiant by the day i say it definitely's got something to do with her yoga lessons~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we gabrahh-ed and gabrahh-ed, then&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gorgor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;began challenging each other with the classic lines in the movie I do, I do, hohoho. =) poor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle wor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; who was still living in the MyBrother era couldn't quite comprehend what was going on~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: i don't understand why so many people're [getting, if not already] so cold in their smses nowadays [some hardly even add in any punctuation!!!]. i wonder is it me or is it a great hassle to insert afew more characters so the msg'll sound friendlier. it hurts to feel being taken for granted... did the creature who chewed the smiley faces off my friends' texts took away the smile on my face as well??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110992545856335463?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110992545856335463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110992545856335463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110992545856335463' title='episode 159: another blow'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110863344584552881</id><published>2005-02-17T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T17:33:50.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 158: love is in the air~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;u won't believe it but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nocturnal winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;actually turned in @8pm last night~! visited an aquaintance's blog and was super duper impressed by what he wrote, aww...=)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was equally moved as well. the entry was dedicated to his fiancee and i reckon he should be a Cancerian. they say Cancerian guys make really good husbands, hee...=) may the couple grow old together happily...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i had round ten hours of zzz, but i behaved as though i didn't catch a wink the night before-- my group put up our tutorial answers via the computer terminal, but as i was presenting halfway i shifted towards the visualiser, lifted it up and tried to adjust the paper thinking we had printed the assignment out and placed it through the projector. aiyohhyohh~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lunch was at fc3 with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;huixin&lt;/span&gt;, we patronised the same store selling waffles again, hehh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;joined&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice qiuling shimei wati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;soowei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;at fc5 after that and they were playing with poker cards--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; shimei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; who was in winning stride promised to deposit some savings in our joint account at the bank, how sweet of her...=) so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;accompanied me to walk around the place while we waited for my partner to earn her income. bought a can of winter melon tea and took out my phone to snap afew shots. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nannytan&lt;/span&gt; gave me a shock when she told me she's converting into a vegetarian [&lt;em&gt;not literally, if u get my point~~&lt;/em&gt;]!!! i tried talking her out of the silly thought but that woman just wouldn't listen, how now?? =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohiyo &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: happy 6 years &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daedae&lt;/span&gt;, am loving u more and more each day...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't Help Falling in Love [&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Encoding: ChineseSimplified (GB2312)&lt;/span&gt;]--&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;斕祥墊 衄奀遜頗釬墅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;筍斕祥輓 硐岆祥蚾褫乾&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;濮狟懂 ァ煬飲掩ぢ輓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;呾斕癆漲 ��湍飲曹漁湍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;斕憩岆毞妏 梗輒疶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;輓ゝァ 硐岆羶�侀效�&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;疑堍ァ 夔睿斕珨れ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cos I can't help falling in loving with U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;斕祥墊 衄奀遜頗芄懇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;筍斕祥輓 む妗斕竭褫乾&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;掩湖啖 斕岆ぢ輓毞符&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;擇橈毽闖 剞帢酕釬勤啞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;斕憩岆毞妏 梗輒疶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;輓ゝァ 硐岆羶�侀效�&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;疑堍ァ 夔睿斕珨れ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos I can't help falling in loving with U&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;斕憩岆毞妏 梗輒疶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;輓ゝァ 硐岆羶�侀效�&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;疑堍ァ 夔睿斕珨れ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos I can't help falling in loving with U&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110863344584552881?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110863344584552881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110863344584552881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110863344584552881' title='episode 158: love is in the air~~'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110955881634730232</id><published>2005-02-16T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T09:43:08.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episdoe 157: impt announcement~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EPI was called off for the day [we heard somebody in &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt;'s family passed away...=/] so &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;and i visited the library for free access again. i wanted to give her a scare; squatted below the printers and sprang up when she entered the computer lab. however my attempt wasn't at all successful-- she had long noticed my act through the glass panel from afar~. (-_-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;scanned through many blogs with good english which gave my mind an enriching treat. i love good reads. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming &lt;/span&gt;got me a cinnamon roll during lunch and i gobbled it up quickly before CSB commenced~. did a boring assignment in class-- we had to propose for an outdoor fitness space to be included in part of the upgrading work in SunsetWay estate. haahaa that's the place &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt;'s residing and from what i know they actually've a couple of very well-equipped exercise corners already [that's where &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantianie&lt;/span&gt;'s staying too~!]. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt; lugged all her baby hamsters along for lesson since&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; soowei&lt;/span&gt;'s able to tell their gender. tutorial ended at 2pm and we all stayed back to checked the little kids out. one of them even wee-wee-ed on the computer keyboard, hohoho!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzz tight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: life's got its ups and downs-- haven't been feeling my best ever since my previous phone went bonkers. i need aqua therapy badly yet i can't hit the pool this week. my posts aren't as lengthy as before if u've noticed. i've been thinking alot. and i intend to take a break from blogging soon, perhaps wef 18.mar.2005-- i don't know bout other wordsmiths but the sense of insecurity within myself's getting much too overbearing as i expose my life story over the world wide web i yearn to take a breather... but i gather i'd still fill &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt; in with other stuffs though not on a daily basis, and then probably pen down afew mind-blowing memories from time to time; keep a lookout for the pending revamp will ya?? =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Encoding: ChineseSimplified (GB2312)~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;&lt;鞣雄釬&gt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;祥眭耋峈妦繫 迾砉礿婓圉諾 褫夔傑庈爵嗽等腔�侉僆�&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;扂贗薯腔砑癩斕 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;筍岆婬砑眒冪羶衄蚚 硐夔腴芛蛂ヶ軗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;隙砪砉岆鞣雄釬 笭栳斕嗣乾扂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;疑壅眕綴遜岆�襞眐踸�&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;隙砪砉岆鞣雄釬 �襞眕蝙椒蝦鼴�&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;隙祥�扔闡й閡� 珨癲坳憩觴賸捅瘍砉淛楷腔襞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;坳藝腔�襞眝�賸陑竭芫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;狟湮悕腔陑笢 衄虳厘岈砑葩魂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;筍扂艘覂毞謠眳綴郔敷蠕 扂砑睿珨з蝠遙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;絞扂乾奻斕饒珨煦笘 褫洇奀潔泭祥雅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;隙砪砉岆鞣雄釬 笭栳斕嗣乾扂&lt;br /&gt;疑壅眕綴遜岆�襞眐踸�&lt;br /&gt;隙砪砉岆鞣雄釬 �襞眕蝙椒蝦鼴�&lt;br /&gt;隙祥�扔闡й閡� 珨癲坳憩觴賸捅瘍砉淛楷腔襞&lt;br /&gt;坳藝腔�襞眝�賸陑竭芫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;隙砪砉岆鞣雄釬 笭栳斕嗣乾扂&lt;br /&gt;疑壅眕綴遜岆�襞眐踸�&lt;br /&gt;隙砪砉岆鞣雄釬 �襞眕蝙椒蝦鼴�&lt;br /&gt;隙祥�扔闡й閡� 珨癲坳憩觴賸捅瘍砉淛楷腔襞&lt;br /&gt;坳藝腔�襞眝�賸陑竭芫&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: endorphin, endorphin, where fore art thou endorphin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110955881634730232?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110955881634730232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110955881634730232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110955881634730232' title='episdoe 157: impt announcement~'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110955875695502714</id><published>2005-02-15T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T10:10:20.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 156: lazy tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dragged my tired self out of my bed and visited the market with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; in the morning. we had heavy breakfast and i made my way to BukitBatok station where i took a train down to Bugis after that. met up with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina&lt;/span&gt;~. we proceeded to collect our paycheck and deal with some CPF matters in the agency. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sweelian&lt;/span&gt; handed us each a red packet before we left. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;got cash [whoohoo~!] from the bank at the ground floor and turned back to school. BLaw was cancelled last minute so i carried on with free access in the library with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ng &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;until 4pm~. not many from our class turned up for the PD lecture.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.got-it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; brought along with him a baluku of the size of a fist [!!!] on his forehead and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i couldn't stop laughing we thought it served the BL right for being over-enthusiastic in everything [i tell u he's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt;'s favourite!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;~.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei my charsiewpau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; joined us and sat beside me in the MLT. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;picked up a file for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;from Popular Bookstore when school was over. bought something to quench my thirst later on but the liquid tasted rather weird...=(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzz tight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110955875695502714?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110955875695502714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110955875695502714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110955875695502714' title='episode 156: lazy tuesday'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110842096020055058</id><published>2005-02-15T07:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T02:50:42.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 155: happy valentines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;came across &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cousin iris&lt;/span&gt; at the bus stop early in the morning~. school was as usual; i was called &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;piggy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;throughout the day thks to&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; my beloved classmates &lt;/span&gt;[they're such grudge-bearing people!!! ]. =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the yoghurt making machine's back~! i had a spoonful of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt;'s pink creation [it tricked me into depositing it down my throat with its close resemblance to strawberry ice cream~~] and nearly leapt out of my seat-- gosh it drove &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;zzzly-headed winnie&lt;/span&gt; wide awake right after that i swear i'm going to jot it down under my log book of sour consumables, ill...=(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatted with&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; kc&lt;/span&gt; and met up with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt; [shhh... we gonna pick up exotic dancing!!! it's something similar to pole dancing 'xcept the focus's on men not the rod haa~. the course was recommended by &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantianie's friend&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt;'s trying to get hold of more information from the instructor, hee...=) but i've got my swimming commitment apart from my chinese lessons and driving practices... on top of everything else there's my studies too i wonder if i can afford anymore time for the classes...=/]. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;during Blaw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;passed her SMINT-wildberry around and to everyone's surprise i was able to take the minty candy pretty well [try chewing CLORETS infront of me and i'll make sure i holler till ur ears drop-- i don't engage much in the toothpaste-tastealike flavour other than fiddling around with my tube of Fresh&amp;White when i wash up~~]~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anyway as the saying goes; &lt;em&gt;no smint, no kiss&lt;/em&gt;-- i offered a smooch but nobody was willing to accept it, so sad [yea right ~rolls eyes~]...=( btw i also shocked those seated at the last two rows in the room by lifting my new skirt up [no worries there's a pair of pants sewn dead to it underneath~~] to reveal the unique design of the apparel, hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;saw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;on my way to the train station&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and said hi to him. he was just done with his tutorial at the IDEAS cafe, hee. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;caught &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;SeoulRaiders with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; in the evening, happy happy-- it was a fantastic show and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tony leung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was really cool~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohiyo &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: bumped into &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mg &lt;/span&gt;unknowingly at JurongEast train station for the second time in three days, wait till &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma janice &lt;/span&gt;hears about that~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: i'm suffering from an awful phone-lag-- am not quite used to the Panasonic style of texting i've to retype many of my smses most of the time...=/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110842096020055058?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110842096020055058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110842096020055058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110842096020055058' title='episode 155: happy valentines'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110921851616193309</id><published>2005-02-13T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T00:25:34.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 154: and i got my new phone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i woke up early today-- had the runs again... i hate charging into the loo, boohoo...=( changed and got ready to entertain the many uncles and aunties plus cousins who visited our place later on~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i left for K-lunch at KBox JurongEntertainmentCentre. =) sang and sang and sang, whoohoo~! both of us picked up V-day goodies for our friends before returning home, and i signed up for a mobile at Hello! WestMall which costed me the pay i received for the past few days of work after that. chose a Panasonic X400 in white-- they had completely ran out of stock for the Mitsubishi handset which i was eyeing. =/ but according to the person X400's equally good, just that the memory space's slightly smaller i'm keeping my fingers tightly crossed. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle.leong&lt;/span&gt; carried &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chloe&lt;/span&gt; over in the evening. they brought so many things back from Korea~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;took a nap and woke up at night to check my phone-- the battery wasn't fully charged yet. read through the instruction manual briefly and found it rather idiot-friendly, blast me. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodnight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110921851616193309?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110921851616193309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110921851616193309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110921851616193309' title='episode 154: and i got my new phone...'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110921845540973035</id><published>2005-02-13T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T09:11:17.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 153: i need help in rising my EQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daddy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; bought us lunch before rushing out~. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gorgor&lt;/span&gt; left home subsequently after his meal [boy his hair's so long now~!], followed by&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; rachel&lt;/span&gt; and myself. i got food for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daedae&lt;/span&gt; and met up with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt;. we then took a train down to ChoaChuKang where we met &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;evelyn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;allan&lt;/span&gt;. =) bough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;t shopping vouchers for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;xueni &lt;/span&gt;and joined her group of pals later on~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;something abrupt turned out at the soiree, leaving my cheerful face the color of black sesame paste. we all wondered why &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;xueni&lt;/span&gt; did that-- i especially detest it when i get cheated and set up, even more so when the mastermind's a close friend of mine. i'd 've exploded if not for&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; allan&lt;/span&gt;'s chivalry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the four of us [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle evelyn allan&lt;/span&gt; and urs truly~~] were overjoyed to've gotten ourselves out of the mess by 8+pm. =) we headed back to Lot1 and continued our dinner at Delifrance. then&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;started conversing in hokkien all of a sudden, and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;evelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;allan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;went on likewise to accomodate &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.wong&lt;/span&gt;. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;haa i think it's funny hearing dialect from my peers [no not because they aren't articulate in their speech or what; the thought just pops out in the reflex manner~~], but i usually don't join in 'cos i hold only half a bucket of water when it comes to such lingoes. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;visited Bits&amp;Pieces to view the rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; evelyn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;allan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;made, and then proceeded to catch RacingStripes in the cinema. =) it's quite a good film on the whole, old plot but funny story-- the animals could speak and the zebra was brilliant~! by the time we were out the last bus which could take me home was long gone. =( decided to take a train instead, and the three of them were so nice they missed an earlier train to accompany me in waiting for mine. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good afternoon &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;evelyn &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; allan&lt;/span&gt;'re on their way to the ROM; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle &lt;/span&gt;and i're so happy for the both of them...=) to all ladies who're unsure of whether ur beau's hubby-worthy, just take him along to meet ur lady chums and they'll be more than glad to assist in the judgement. =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gorgor&lt;/span&gt; complained that he zzz-ed through Howl'sMovingCastle as soon as the cartoon started~. haahaa. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110921845540973035?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110921845540973035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110921845540973035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110921845540973035' title='episode 153: i need help in rising my EQ'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110817706194104493</id><published>2005-02-12T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T04:39:19.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 152: T.G.I.F</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;work was easy yesterday, i processed the zoo cards and medical chits at my own pace with $7.50 rolling in my pocket every sixty minutes. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somebody appeared for an interview though it was only the third day of the lunar new year. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the guy&lt;/span&gt; was very presentably dressed and i finally understood what &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt; meant when he mentioned we needed a stylish folio should we visit our prospective employer-- he held on with him a professional briefcase of this well-known monogram~. and he was cooped in the conference room for almost an hour!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;settled lunch at CafeGalilee again~. btw i'm excellent with time management i popped into afew stores selling nail vanishes and even got my EZ_link topped up at the train station before reaching my table 5minutes prior to the end of my break. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;IS manager&lt;/span&gt; who ever saw me at the HR department previously came over and started a chat. he thought i was married or something because of the band i wore on my finger, haahaa. i asked him whether he's got many Thomson products at home. he shrugged and replied when one's familiar with items in his or her workplace he or she won't probably want to acquire any from there, gee. then i told him how disappointed i am with electronics [my phones~~] these days.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; the manager&lt;/span&gt; agreed that things hardly last as long as they used to in the past anymore, and taught me an extended warranty [which normally covers round 4% of what the purchases cost~~]'s a smart alternative to counter the disputed point. =) speak of an IT guru [he earned his computer degree in UK and another i-forgot-what's-that from NTU locally, wow~~]!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a short while later came&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s sms~. i rang her and whoohoo--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantianie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s gonna take us go clubbing!!! but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had gotten our family the tickets to I Do, I Do. luckily the movie commences at 7pm. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.peggy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;handed me an angbao [the amount was quite a sum considering we've no family connection with each other~~] when i returned her the access card to the office. =) gave my eyelashes a generous helping of mascara and visited Hello! at WestMall to look at the phones which were within my budget. thought Panasonic X400's not bad too~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;armed ourselves with nachos, popcorn and FIZZY sprite just on time before entering the theatre~. I Do, I Do's a funny film if u've some knowledge of Hokkien that is, hehh. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;rushed down to Orchard via bus.106 and met up with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; tiantianie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileenie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;. =) they caught the same show while waiting for me the former couldn't stop relating everything to the film, hohoho. =) we went Thumper at GoodWoodParkHotel. it's not as pricey as compared to the other pubs around for there wasn't any cover charge and non-alcoholic drinks costed $11 each~. most importantly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i weren't stopped at the entrance, hee. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i ordered lime juice~. it was the most expensive glass i've ever drank... and it tasted SOOO SOUR...=( i prefer sweet lime juices, bet they must've forgotten to add in the sugar syrup before bringing over to our table [alright alright, it hurts if u roll ur eyes too much yahh?? =)]. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my two cousins&lt;/span&gt; were contented with their ShirleyTemple. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we continued our girls' talk from where we last stopped after our reunion dinner the other day. us three girls've loads to tell each other when it comes to the topic on relationships~. chatted chatted and chatted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;managed to point out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nicholas lee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;from the once-popular sitcom UnderOneRoof although the place was rather dark. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;after the jazz band packed up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;wanted badly to sway her way to the podium. but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantianie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was tired and i didn't belong to the dance floor. i offered to help tend our belongings though, hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway we walked around the hotel while waiting for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantian's colleague&lt;/span&gt; to drive in and pick us home [he arrived 15min late~~].&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let's call him &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.jerk&lt;/span&gt;--i didn't really knew what's one like until we met u see, and i couldn't replace the description with any better word that fits him decently [thought &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; was rotten enough but &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.jerk&lt;/span&gt; was worser~~]. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen &lt;/span&gt;alighted shortly. i never liked to make conversations with strangers, however he's a friend of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantianie&lt;/span&gt; i thought i'd sell my cousin some face by being a sport.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT that guy referred &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt; and i as "THOSE TWO" and "KIDDIES" when he learnt bout our age, choked when he found out i had lime juice in a bar [why what's wrong with not consuming liquor in a lounge?? =(], and even claimed that i had a CURFEW [holy pig &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my folks&lt;/span&gt;'ve never put me under one before~~]~. &lt;em&gt;retarded... who was he to pass those comments??!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so that was it, i lost my cool and kept silent, then crossed my fingers and shook my head when &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantian &lt;/span&gt;turned back to look at me. i mumbled something like &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;bossie&lt;/span&gt;'s 100 times better... and knowing i was on the verge to blow that creep demonstated the old yet widely-practised technique of sweet-talking. i loathe guys who do that; to add on he pacified me by running &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eayy&lt;/span&gt;'s name down [he doesn't know his initials sound like that of an idiot~!], ill ill ill!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then guilt overcame me when &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantianie&lt;/span&gt; went quiet as well... she dotes on us the most and that guy offered us a lift back afterall... so in the end i replied briefly to what he shot~. before i dropped off the car i smiled and requested politely for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.jerk&lt;/span&gt; to bring his face closer so i could take a good look of him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good indeed~. now that i've captured the image of that german meatball [tell me what can stink more than the combination of 'vin a lack in both looks and personality?? not that i've something against one's appearance; i'm no filthy gorgeous babe myself, but i certainly despise those with poor character~~] in my head, we had better not bump into each other on the streets next time. and he had better not win the heart of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my cousin&lt;/span&gt;, amen~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good morning &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: sorry to've made everybody my aunt agony; the two weeks which went by hadn't appease me a single bit on the issue. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110817706194104493?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110817706194104493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110817706194104493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110817706194104493' title='episode 152: T.G.I.F'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110895380407563321</id><published>2005-02-10T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T14:51:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 151: gong xi fa cai (ii)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone was awoken from their pleasant dreams by &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy the walking alarm clock &lt;/span&gt;early in the morning. we sat around at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;grandaunt&lt;/span&gt;'s place and then proceeded to SunsetWay again. was feeling pretty lighthearted, until &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cousin rodericks&lt;/span&gt; reminded me of something sad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Have u got a built-in camera in that handphone u're carrying??" he questioned indignantly. for heavens sake why did the primary5 kid know so much??!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;requested to leave earlier with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle.alfred&lt;/span&gt; and company since i belonged to neither the blackjack nor the mahjong clan [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daddy&lt;/span&gt; commented that the game's probably too complicated for me to pick up while&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; chongchong&lt;/span&gt; added on saying i'll get to learn it when i transform into a taitai in future~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;actually i kind of like it when i'm home alone. i'm at such ease i've my showers and do my businesses with the bathroom door open when nobody's around [wait a minute, HOLD THE PUKE yahh?? =)]. but i don't get to do that often since there's always somebody around at home~. and in fact it takes me rather long to lock or unlock the main door together with its grille gate despite of the six-year-long stay in the flat, because i hardly've to lock or unlock everything up-- there's always somebody around at home. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway i dropped a letter of compliment in the SMRT webby with regards to a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;bus driver&lt;/span&gt; who assisted &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;blurry winnie&lt;/span&gt; in the recovery her M)phosis pouch last month [yes i feel it's very important that we remember to show our gratitude and appreciation to those who extended their help no matter how little the effort was; in this case the uncle deserved the recognition from his management besides my heartfelt thanks...=)], cleared some files [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gorgor&lt;/span&gt; mentioned my pictures were taking up the hard disk space of the computer!!!] and slept from 6-10+pm [so shiok-- i was in bed for only three hours the night before~~] when my family was back. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night night&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel &lt;/span&gt;taught me a how to do an outstandingly lame poker trick!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: i get easily annoyed when i've a lack of vitaminZ~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSSS: angbao intake was pathetic...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110895380407563321?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110895380407563321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110895380407563321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110895380407563321' title='episode 151: gong xi fa cai (ii)'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110895374851346392</id><published>2005-02-10T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T15:07:01.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 150: gong xi fai cai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really shouldn't 've gotten my cny clothes separately. just came to realise in the morning that my purchases didn't seem to quite compliment each other when placed together~. was initially full of blues but smiles appeared on my face when&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; daddy&lt;/span&gt; agreed to return home so i could change and slip into my flats. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had vegetarian steamboat for lunch at&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; uncle.alex&lt;/span&gt;'s place and moved on to visit a relative in JurongWest. then we called on &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aunty.sharon&lt;/span&gt;'s and dropped by to see another relative in AngMoKio. pigged out at the Central after that. the stingray was wonderful. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the best's always saved for the last-- our final stop for the day was the Chans'! it has somewhat become a tradition for us to visit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;serene&lt;/span&gt;'s place every cny, gee. =) there were two other families around when we reached there-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;adeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; randall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s~. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i enjoyed myself thoroughly. think everyone did too. =) read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;serene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s CLEo and watched the television at the same time before i joined the guys at the mahjong square for afew rounds of the big2~. i didn't win [as usual~~] nor lose very badly though, hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;took a couple of pictures with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; serene&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and paired up with her during the pillow fight against&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;randall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.tycoking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;~. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ronnie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;who was so absorbed in his read was totally indifferent towards the war which broke out in the same room~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we then chatted and i said hi to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ronnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s duckie [used to visit them often in the past and we'll always play with the soft toys~~]. =) came up with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aunty winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;nonsense to humour&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;little randall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, he's adorable. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzz tight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: angbao intake was optimistic~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110895374851346392?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110895374851346392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110895374851346392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110895374851346392' title='episode 150: gong xi fai cai'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110780419093128061</id><published>2005-02-09T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T17:15:13.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 149: the reunion dinner~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i was back to temp at ThomsonAsia again~. there wasn't anything much to do as it was the eve of cny and most of the staff were not around. there were loads of courier deliveries though, all rushing to beat the public holidays i suppose. am glad that my knowledge on airway bills came in handy when i received the cargo on behalf of some colleagues. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;managed to rack a receiver out from the pile of stuffs and was so happy i tuned in to yes933 immediately. =) and ohh, the Multimedia department's got the most inviting pantry i say~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;knocked off at 2pm and went to collect the authorised timesheets from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sharon&lt;/span&gt; showed me the huge stack of photographs which they took in Vietnam. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;packed things off my study table and completed the final phase of springcleaning in my room~. my hair was nearly flat by then i had to fluff it back speedily using electronic curling tongs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dinner was steamboat again, this time round at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle.lai&lt;/span&gt;'s maisonette. =) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; and i broke the sad piece of news to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cousin bryan&lt;/span&gt; we hope he'd take things easy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was picture snapping session after the hearty meal with courtesy of both &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cousin candy&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; tiantianie&lt;/span&gt;'s digicameras~. chatted abit and headed &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle.wor&lt;/span&gt;'s room where the guys were playing PS2. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the ultimate moron&lt;/span&gt; thought technology's so advanced &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cousin bryan&lt;/span&gt; could view the soccer match between &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;andy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gorgor &lt;/span&gt;from his computer!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they all went bowling at Safra.Mt.Faber later on~. i didn't follow despite the countless "Go lahh-s" from my zealous cousins. the mood to play wasn't there. =/ had ice cream with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; instead. we chose the costly ones from 7-11. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodnight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: vanilla and rootbeer make one of the worst concoctions ever!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: it's plain discourteous to open up somebody's bag and fiddle around with the contents in it~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSSS: i put on my new pink MNG cami in hope that it'll lift my spirits up, but nothing seemed to be of any help...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110780419093128061?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110780419093128061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110780419093128061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110780419093128061' title='episode 149: the reunion dinner~~'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110895363572716452</id><published>2005-02-07T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T17:10:46.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 148: i love steamboats~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i took a long walk home from outside and had steamboat with my family in the evening~. it was something heartwarming though &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daddy&lt;/span&gt; complained that the place was slightly crammed. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; didn't eat much; she was busy running in and out of the kitchen i swear i gonna love her more...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;&lt;乾扂腔訧跡&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;扂岆斕妦繫�� �蝜�祥岆①�� 岆祥岆祥猁婬檢煤扂腔�侂�&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;斕掀扂載ь奠 斕勤扂嗣疑 嗣恲�� 嗣�玸� 祥凳傖乾扂腔訧跡&lt;br /&gt;壺準斕硐艘覂扂 砑覂扂 硐衄扂 乾掛懂憩蜆黃珨拸媼 ...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's ChineseSimplified (GB2312)~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzz tight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: i wonder how many guys actually tried to find out what a girl wants...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110895363572716452?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110895363572716452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110895363572716452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110895363572716452' title='episode 148: i love steamboats~!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110740461144565104</id><published>2005-02-06T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T16:34:41.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 147: unlucky day~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gorgor &lt;/span&gt;did an examination of my darling 6610 which refused to be switched on all of a sudden no matter what. he pronounced the mobile dead at 0927hrs, Sunday, 06 Feb 05. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i lost a great deal of stuff along with it... several important contacts in the phone list, many many downloads... my mmses... smses... OUR smses... my goodness... ... ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;work becomes a dread whenever i'm feeling low-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;listless winnie&lt;/span&gt; made a blunder while doing public addressing and got barked at by a terrible customer over the phone...=/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;boss&lt;/span&gt; got us each a carton of mandarin oranges. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; fetched me after work as i couldn't carry mine~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongy&lt;/span&gt; recommended a Mitsubishi handset to me;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; renjie&lt;/span&gt; has one with loads of memory space and the pictures taken're very clear... according to him the model's so far so good~. think i'll most probably do a price study among the different retailers first before going ahead with the investment... Nokia phones're completely out of my circle of trust right now... Samsung mobiles're pretty common these days while Panasonic ones've limited storage space... then some Siemens handsets do not support traditional chinese... ... ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guess it's gonna be a zzz-less night for me later on...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;urghh... why me &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;??!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110740461144565104?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110740461144565104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110740461144565104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110740461144565104' title='episode 147: unlucky day~~'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110860384130240671</id><published>2005-02-05T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T16:48:59.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 146: we sing we sing we sing sing sing~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i had a super duper fun ktv session with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee janice shimei soowei&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; at Kbox.ParadizCentre! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling&lt;/span&gt; couldn't make it as she had other commitments elsewhere. =/ i was the only latecomer hence the rest're entitled to call me piggy from now on [yea, serve me right for coming up with such an idiotic pledge~~]...=/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we only found out that the branch in Cineleisure was fully booked when we got there. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; was smart to ring up the nearest outlet in ParadizCentre where he chopped a room for us in advance. =) we marched happily over and as usual, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;witty winnie&lt;/span&gt; came up with something hilarious out of a caucasian lady that made everybody almost laughed their heads off. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;when we finally reached the place we had to produce our student concessions but i realised i forgot to bring mine along with me. =( the person-in-charge was nice to let me pass. =) i signed up for a membership card~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the room they reserved was large for the six of us, yay yay. =) we sang and sang and sang, whoohoo~! the service was superb too-- the person brought in six bowls of tidbits when i requested for a top up, so we ate until our throats went hoarsely dry!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;chose so many oldies and took turns to head the WC as we were all feeling cold~. i stood near the artifical firecracker display at the entrance and drove&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma janice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mad when i pretended to be fearful, shutting my eyes and pressing my palms against my ears at the same time, hohoho. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;took a train back with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;; the couple thought&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s rather extreme for a girl, but nahh-- i only play the role of a jester when i'm with a party of chummy chums i'm pretty tamed when i'm out with just a friend alone. =) btw did you know that it takes someone bright to keep everyone entertained always [ehem~!]?? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sugar sugar dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;soowei&lt;/span&gt;'s distantly related to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pin.guan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;soowei &lt;/span&gt;created the &lt;em&gt;nth &lt;/em&gt;label for me-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.mo-saupau&lt;/span&gt;...=) i can't make up my mind as to whether i adore&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mr.momo&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.ds&lt;/span&gt; [he loves tau sar pau-s just like i do!!!] more u see, hehh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt;'s my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;char siew pau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~. perhaps i'll use the week and come up with a pau-y nickname for the others as well. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110860384130240671?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110860384130240671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110860384130240671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110860384130240671' title='episode 146: we sing we sing we sing sing sing~~'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110860386912509876</id><published>2005-02-04T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T16:51:47.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 145: our well awaited term break~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our PD report's ready for submission at last...=) turned in early the previous night and woke up at 6+ this morning to do some stitching of the document before sending it over to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; for the print-out. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we got &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;soowei&lt;/span&gt; to endorse on the contract but &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ah.wei&lt;/span&gt; added an exclusion clause at the bottom discreetly in attempt to keep those who might not be able to turn up last minute safe and sound~. unfortunately both &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;xiaolee&lt;/span&gt;, upon reading the addendum, snapped aloud that an exclusion clause can only be made valid WHEN it is brought to the attention of ALL parties BEFORE entering into the common agreement~. besides, postal rule doesn't apply to any form of telecommunication, hiahh hiahh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;met up with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;serene&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;who came to visit the open house for a short while during QA and ran back to the lab after that. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we decided to call upon an early self-declaration of the commencement of our term break and gave&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s TMS lecture a skip~. headed JurongPoint with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice dalee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, the train ride to Boon Lay was a whoohoo one. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;when we stepped out of the station a guy who was armed with a questionnaire approached and asked "Miss, can you bear with me for awhile?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;and what was he going to do to us??&lt;/em&gt;" i thought for a second, picturing him sniggering and flashing out a piece of sharp blade at the same time. i shook my head and told him we were in a rush, bet it must've been his first day at work-- he should've his greeting rephrased to something which sounds better~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we then walked around hunting shoes for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; janice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;village chief&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;got his pair within twenty minutes, "that's guys for u~~", i teased&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nannytan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, who couldn't seem to catch anything of her fancy after walking round the shopping mall~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nannytan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;midwife lee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;decided they'd rest their feet at Mc.Cafe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;said the double choco freppe was not bad but it tasted somewhat like chendol to me *frowns*. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then i went to update my bankbook and handed the timesheets to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt;. =) they bought me yet another bag [it's a clutch this time round!!!] from Vietnam and awed me so much on how the trip went, wow wow wow. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did some grocery shopping for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daedae&lt;/span&gt; and got myself a pair of plain Reebok x-training shoes from RSH, apart from a pair of Speedo shorts before it was home sweet home, laalaalaa~. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;assisted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantianie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; with an internet booking of cinema tickets for a 1am film at PlazaSingapura! was grumbling to her on how a no-life person her lil' cousin was morphing into, putting a raving friday night into waste, staying indoors doing nothing but reading, when she unfolded the lie and cut my crap, hohoho...=) anyway i'm looking forward to seeing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;our beloved water manager&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;at the reunion dinner, yay yay. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: i hate MOSQUITOES~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110860386912509876?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110860386912509876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110860386912509876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110860386912509876' title='episode 145: our well awaited term break~~'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110860396580840984</id><published>2005-02-03T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T01:55:25.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 144: Nestle Milo-- Bring out the champion in you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had PD tutorial and the whole class applauded because &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kevan&lt;/span&gt; was early for class... for once! he passed around a jar of pineapple tarts too. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;silly winnie&lt;/span&gt; hit her head against &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nannytan&lt;/span&gt;'s CPU by accident, ill ill ill. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during lunch &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying &lt;/span&gt;brought along her new colleague over to fc6. her name's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;huixin&lt;/span&gt;, a very quiet and petite pretty lady from NJC as well. =) and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying&lt;/span&gt; handed me a bar of kitkat chunky!!! we chatted abit and i showed them around the bazaar. =) saw&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; eileen&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; suhfen&lt;/span&gt; and waved a hi to them. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;caught the big green friendly vehicle stationed outside Sch Of Business and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;whiny winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;kept pestering her pals to accompany her there for free beverages~. well, the milo van visits SB once a year when the school open house comes. =) i remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;there also used to be one or two of them available at the MacRitchie Reservoir during Crescent's annual cross country runs back then. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;consumed an aggregate of 4.5 cups of the very concentrated liquid in all i'd 've carried on if my classmates hadn't stopped me, hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;fell deep a-zzz when&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.raj&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;entered the MLT~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; janice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;couldn't take the boredom and finally managed to wake me up to chat during BLaw. =) being cranky i made everybody sign the contract drafted by urs truly, so as to guarantee attendance and protect the interest of those who make an effort to turn up for the Kbox trip on the coming saturday, wheee~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i did a personality test after school~. am quite certain i attempted the quiz before as the questions were somewhat familiar, however afew answers of mine this time round differ slightly from those of the past. guess it's because we do change as we grow~. grab a pencil and jot down what u think before 'vin the analysis done further below yea?? =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;______________________________ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. You're walking down a path. What do you see all around you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. A deep, dark forest. The trees are so thick that only a bit of sky shows through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B. A cornfield. It stretches as far as you can see, under a bright-blue sky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C. Green rolling hills, dotted with trees. Beyond them you can almost see mountains.&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. You spot an object by your feet. What is it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. A mirror.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B. A ring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C. A bottle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you pick it up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B. No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;4. Continuing along the path, you come across some water. What form is the water in?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. A cool, clear, serene lake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B. A crashing waterfall. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C. A babbling brook.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;5. You see a key in the water and reach down to pick it up. What does it look like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. A simple house key.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B. A fancy antique key.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C. A small padlock key.&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. As you walk farther along the path, you come to a house. What kind of house is it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. Hollywood-style mansion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B. A cottage with a well-tended lawn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C. A beautiful castle in ruins.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. Look in the window.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B. Go inside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C. Walk on.&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Suddenly, something jumps out and scares at you. What is it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. A bear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B. A wizard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C. A troll.&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. You run down the path until you reach a wall with a door in it. You peek through the keyhole. What's on the other side?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. The lush gardens of an awesome house.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B. A pond in the middle of the desert.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C. A sandy beach with crashing waves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;Question 1 shows your attitude toward life&lt;br /&gt;A. If you chose the forest, you're deep, quiet. People find you incredibly interesting because you don't how show your true self right away. Pals love you because you're a good listener.&lt;br /&gt;B. If you chose the cornfield, you're bright, honest and likable. You make friends easily and rarely get bummed. You've got a rep for being entertaining and fun, and you're always the center of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;C. If you chose the rolling hills, you're practical and down-to-earth, and you attract people with your straightforward nature. A great problem solver, you always listen to both points of view before taking a side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Question 2 reveals what kind of the other half you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A. If you chose the mirror, you're searching for a guy/gal who shares your outlook on life. You've got a pretty good idea of what your ideal boyfriend/girlfriend is like, but keep an open mind - the perfect guy may be someone you normally wouldn't look twice at!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;[ohh my, do u mean an ah-beng???!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. If you chose the ring, you are a true romantic. When in a relationship, you work hard at keeping things mushy. You believe true love is forever, and although you might not admit it, you want your guy/gal care about you.&lt;br /&gt;C. If you chose the bottle, you want someone who's not afraid to show his intelligence. Ambitious, hard-working guys/gals turn you on drop-dead gorgeous just isn't enough for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Question 3 tells how commitment-ready you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. If you said yes, you're dying to pick the right person. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;B. If you said no, you're into playing the field for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[hey this qn's not applicable at all for me-- basically i don't 've the habit of picking anything up frm the ground unless it's vitamin.M, hee...=)]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Question 4 symbolizes your passion potential&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A. If you chose the lake, you're not interested in having a superficial relationship. Once you meet someone you're really into, your love runs deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. If you chose the waterfall, opposite sex think you're ultrasexy. You're good at turning on the charm, and loads of guys/gals lust after you.&lt;br /&gt;C. If you chose the brook, you're always crushing on someone new. You're an expert flirt, and you're frequently on the move from one partner to the next.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Question 5 expresses your views on school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A. If you saw the housekey, education is less important to you than the world beyond. Secretly, you may be dying to start a career and a home of your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. If you saw the antique key, you consider education to be crucial. You want to work hard and absorb as much knowledge as you possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;C. If you saw the padlock key, you may not be too into school,but you still have plenty of great ideas. You follow your intuition, so you may eventually end up in an offbeat career.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Question 6 gives clues about your ambitions&lt;br /&gt;A. If you chose the mansion, you've got tons of goals. You strive to be the best at whatever you do, and you're attracted to jobs that let you express your energetic personality. Being successful makes you superpsyched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;B. If you chose the cottage, you have a realistic attitude toward a future profession. Because your feet are planted firmly on the ground, you'll probably rock at whatever career you pick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[you bet, thank you thank you!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. If you chose the castle, your career dreams could be a little unrealistic. Becoming a mega-star would be fab, but aim for something closer to home first. Otherwise, you may wind up being a little disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Question 7 shows your attitude towards success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A. If you looked through the window, you're a little afraid of failing. Taking that first step toward reaching a goal is the most intimidating to you, so don't give up before you've actually tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. If you went inside, you feel confident about success. Nothing's going to stand in your way!&lt;br /&gt;C. If you kept walking, success isn't a big deal for you. You're content with simple things and you'd rather be around people you love than spend your life trying to get to the top.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Question 8 reveals your worst fears&lt;br /&gt;A. If you chose the bear, you worry about being able to stand on your own two feet. Independence is totally key.&lt;br /&gt;B. If you chose the wizard, you're scared about things that are often beyond your control. So, to make up for it, you sometimes go on a heavy-duty power amperage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;C. If you chose the troll, you tend to be obsess over how others see you. It's very crucial that people like you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Question 9 represents your innermost self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A. If you chose the gardens, you're mature and honest. You believe in speaking your mind, and people rely on you to provide a sensible viewpoint. However, you may come across problems in the future that you'll have to solve with your heart, not your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. If you chose the desert pond, you have a deep need for your own space. You're always analyzing your thoughts, and you've been known to do a disappearing act when things get tough. Sharing your feelings with someone you trust can help you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;C. If you chose the beach, you are passionate about life and have strong opinions that you aren't afraid to reveal. But you're unpredictable, and you change those opinions often. Sometimes, like the ocean, you'll show your calmer side-but usually not for long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was that accurate?? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buhbye &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: i thought my hair looked the nicest ever today, yay yay. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.ds&lt;/span&gt; wore a bright yellow-orange checkered shirt today!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110860396580840984?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110860396580840984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110860396580840984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110860396580840984' title='episode 144: Nestle Milo-- Bring out the champion in you!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110719033509808414</id><published>2005-02-03T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T18:18:55.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 143: and the madness continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we worked on our PD report earlier [there isn't any peer evaluation included in the assessment of the project so we gonna request for one since somebody isn't contributing~~] and had lunch together. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice &lt;/span&gt;took the barbie title away from me-- they gathered the name was too posh for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;crude winnie &lt;/span&gt;afterall~. i'm now stuck with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;burper&lt;/span&gt;, period. they said they won't stop calling me that until i cease burping, boohoo...=/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during CSB &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt; mentioned that our destiny seemed to be tied together as we kept bumping into each other the day before. =) i tried to AA by plucking all my courage and crossing my fingers real tight, before making an attempt to answer a question which according to sir, was gotten correctly by only a student in his teaching career so far~. thank goodness my lucky charm worked-- i got it right and broke the one-man record, whoohoo and three cheers!!! btw my face went very red, awww...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and that was it again-- i went embarassing myself for the &lt;em&gt;nth &lt;/em&gt;time, singing the barney song aloud and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt; who heard me decided to join in too [ohh my ohh my!]. =/ did the memo assignment slipshod-ly as i was overwhelmed with weariness i almost dozed off the computer desk halfway through...=(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;when class was over&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cheeky winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;where he's residing, whether is it by chance anywhere near the BotanicalGardens, hee. =) turned out that he's actually staying in SunsetWay, just alittle further down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tiantianie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s place~! i wonder if i'd chance upon him in the 7-11 store when i visit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle.lai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; and company on Day2 of CNY, hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;skipped my chinese class due to some last minute work commitment, this time round the green light came from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, yes. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodnight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: speaking of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my cousin&lt;/span&gt;, i found this under her latest updated Friendster profile and thought it was rather cool...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is not finding someone to live with, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's finding someone you can't live without.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You come to love not by finding the perfect person, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;You want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110719033509808414?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110719033509808414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110719033509808414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110719033509808414' title='episode 143: and the madness continues...'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110845223765529556</id><published>2005-02-03T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T12:19:02.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 142: winnie the nonsense queen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i headed the market with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy &lt;/span&gt;and then &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;addy&lt;/span&gt; joined us at the bank to get new notes for the red packets. =) while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my folks&lt;/span&gt; were speaking to the teller at the booth i discreetly reached out to gope a handful of strawberry chews available in the bowl~. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mom &lt;/span&gt;saw what i was doing and i put up a smug look, smiling and raising my eyebrows at the same time. she rolled her eyes~. hohoho, call me the greedy piggy...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rushed to the pool to take a dip after that. =) hurried off to school for BLaw lecture and swallowed down the fish fillet sandwich [i hereby DECLARE that i shall NEVER EVER patronise the western foodstall in fc6 of SingaporePolytechnic anymore; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the lady&lt;/span&gt; had better check her attitude and do something about it before they lose all their customers, really!] during the break. had lime juice too. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kept knocking into&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mr.momo&lt;/span&gt; in the Language Department as well as at the bazaar, haahaahaa. =) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;his colleague&lt;/span&gt; said something which was very flattering~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;took a shot in the MLT with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wenhua&lt;/span&gt; using her new phone when BLaw resumed, the snap sound was so audible we protected ourselves by acting blurr almost immediately, gee. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i found somebody whom i can do a hi-5 with during&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; lecture!!! he burps loudly and continuously just like what i do too, whoohoo!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; named my shoebag&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;burpie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; and being&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;burpie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; mummy i'm now known as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;barbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;~! yahh it sounds blonde but i quite like it, yay yay. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;visited Orchard when school ended. picked up a bedsheet set for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daddy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; in a sale and completed my purchases of cny clothes after that, laalaalaa...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good afternoon &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: burp count for the day-- 7~!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110845223765529556?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110845223765529556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110845223765529556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110845223765529556' title='episode 142: winnie the nonsense queen...'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110845198996869292</id><published>2005-02-01T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T09:22:48.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 141: one more CA down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was up 15min earlier before my alarm clock rang yesterday. =) took a bus with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;and had my farecard topped up at the train station. there wasn't anything much during TMS; we submitted our CA report, did peer evaluation for the project and learnt bout the different ports across the world~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;indulged in the very authentic taiwan snow ice from the stall at the bazaar [they keep coming up with bazaars after bazaars in school these days; what's ridiculous is they sell almost the same stuff each time~!] halfway through BLaw tutorial. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;shared a choco-flavoured one while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; janice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i settled for a strawberry-flavoured one. =) both tasted marvelously terffic-- the ice melts in the most amazing manner when placed in the mouth!!! and AT LAST~! i got the chance to present my group's answer before the class during BLaw--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.ds&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;usually calls it a day whenever i'm set to be the presenter we don't know why~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;learnt that one of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt;'s six baby hamsters was eaten up by one of the adult males the previous night and she's very upset over the matter...=( we were shocked as to why things turned out that way too... shouldn't the little innocent ones be counted out of the affairs of the heart [there were two male adult hamsters but only one female one which was the mother of the kids~~]?? =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;took a train down to town with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma janice&lt;/span&gt; and met up with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kenny&lt;/span&gt;. we had dinner together and went for ice cream at Swensens Bugis after that. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night night &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110845198996869292?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110845198996869292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110845198996869292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110845198996869292' title='episode 141: one more CA down!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110695470503185629</id><published>2005-01-31T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T09:12:54.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 140: something interesting to find out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've always wanted to see for myself whether &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle.alfred&lt;/span&gt;'s thesis on taxis is right-- he claimed that meters of TIBS cabs more often than not tend to skip faster than those of the rest. i've been holding the idea back as i didn't want to check it out on the expense of my own finances. however, yesterday happened to be just the perfect day to do so as i was to collect something for my boss from PlazaSingapura. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt;, u can take a cab to and fro from wherever u're,"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;danzel&lt;/span&gt; told me the night before~. this's what i call employee empowerment, at least from the context that i was able to pick for myself where and which cab to hop in [yes!!!], apart from how long to take my own sweet time in between the taxi rides. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle.alfred&lt;/span&gt;'s right indeed. i sat in a Comfort there and returned with a TIBS. the former trip costed me $9.70 while i was charged $10.60 for the latter one, whoa~!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so that roughly took up 15% of my total working hours for the day. =) my company allows us to claim for taxi fares whenever they're shorthanded, and sometimes when we knock off after 12midnight. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had dinner with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; dad mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; rachel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;after work at JurongWest. we got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; chongchong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a mac.chicken takeaway set from McDonald's where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i made a fool of ourselves trying to be very slang-y in our conversation, hohoho. =) btw i finally got my fingers laid on the spiral fries of the fastfood restaurant. i say they kind of resemble potato wedges~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got the below from a forum...=) have u ever pondered over...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are flat?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do banks charge a fee on 'insufficient funds' when they know there is not enough?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Why doesn't glue stick to the bottle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do they use sterilised needles for death by lethal injection?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and insert coins in binoculars to look at things on the ground?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whose fantastic idea was it to put an "S" in the word "lisp"?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you cry under water?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is the speed of darkness?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How is it that we put man on the moon before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on big suitcases?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you send someone styrofoam, how do you pack it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If the temperature is zero outside today and it's going to be twice as cold tomorrow, how cold will it be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why does a round pizza come in a square box?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do married people live longer than single ones or does it only seem longer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If money doesn't grow on trees then why do banks have branches?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If someone with a split personality threatens to commit suicide, is it a hostage situation?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If a deaf person has to go to court, is it still called a ※hearing§?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What level of importance must a person have, before he or she is considered assassinated instead of just murdered?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do doctors, when they ask you to strip, leave the room or close the cubicle curtain while you change when they're still going to see you naked anyway?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzz tight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110695470503185629?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110695470503185629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110695470503185629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110695470503185629' title='episode 140: something interesting to find out...'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110831667362701064</id><published>2005-01-29T06:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T09:14:27.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 139: "I am glad I did it, partly because it was well worth it, and chiefly because I shall never have to do it again,"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i received an sms from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; michelle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;early in the morning before she boarded the plane. she's so cute she told me to jot down whoever who bullies me at work over the weekend when she's not around and she'll make sure they pay for it when she returns, hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;skipped PD lecture to study for my BLaw CA. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; bought me warm beancurd jelly for breakfast~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QA was fine, i was able to read my BLaw notes as &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.raj&lt;/span&gt; went through the questions. followed what &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nannytan&lt;/span&gt; did blindly during lab exercise as i was absent from the last class previously. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i bought the last cinnamon roll from the drinks stall and munched on it happily. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;asked what was inside the pastry. funny did he reckon there was ginger or any other kind of spices in a cinnamon bread?? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and our &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;beloved village chief&lt;/span&gt; got his precious Ralph Lauren polo tee soiled again~. something happens everytime he puts on the creme colored shirt, haahaa. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after BLaw paper i saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kevan&lt;/span&gt; at the bus stop while waiting for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wenhua&lt;/span&gt;. we exchanged afew sentences before my bus came. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohiyo &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PS: it had been a heavy week~. but like what a friend told me, everything's gonna be fine after friday [she suffered from a bad week too~~]. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: the title of the entry's an&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; inspiring quote which came from my OBS instructor, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sharon&lt;/span&gt; afew years ago. she wrote that down at the back of the photo which we took together. =) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; had her reservations on outdoor activites then u see. now she cheers herself on with that whenever she encounters anything difficult...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110831667362701064?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110831667362701064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110831667362701064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110831667362701064' title='episode 139: &quot;I am glad I did it, partly because it was well worth it, and chiefly because I shall never have to do it again,&quot;'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110658263901282898</id><published>2005-01-28T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T10:17:54.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 138: so happening~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wenhua&lt;/span&gt; rang to say she didn't 've a calculator for our QA paper in the evening so i sourced around and got one for her [thks to all who offered to help! =)]. when i told her the matter was settled i requested for a can of abalone to be included as a form of repayment, hiahh hiahh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;studied alittle before i left for school. met up with my projectmates and we finally completed our TMS report! i zealously volunteered to do the editing, i love to scroll read cut paste amend rephrase and polish projects, gee. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt; again and she gave me a big bear hug, hee. =) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; kept his words and really added more questions in our tutorial. nevertheless we drove him mad by splitting the work up and getting everything done choppe-choppe-ly before we roamed the net again. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying&lt;/span&gt; visited fc6 for lunch and i brought her around the School of Business after that. =) she said SB looks more like an institution to study in compared to the other side of the polytechnic, haahaahaa. =) we viewed the Language Department, the Biz.IT library, MLT12 as well as the teachers' offices. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;came across &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.sharon.tan&lt;/span&gt; in the elevator and she said i looked very different now. guess we haven't bump into each other for quite some time, hehh. =) told her maybe cny's round the corner that's why, gee. =) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.tan&lt;/span&gt; also asked how come i didn't sign up for the china ITP trip. i brought the matter over with a wide smile. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway i showed &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying&lt;/span&gt; which lecturer teaches my class what subject~. we saw&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying&lt;/span&gt; commented that she has the rich tai tai look and yes indeed she is one!] and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; [actually he has a very nice name of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;anthony.ranasinghe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;pronounced as runner-singer&lt;/em&gt; but &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;came up with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; for him and we got so used to calling him that~~]. also pointed &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.ds&lt;/span&gt; out to her, laalaalaa. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were released early from our BLAW lecture so we could proceed to our respective classroom promptly for our QA CA. our invigilator's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kc&lt;/span&gt;'s PTN~. he's nice he waited for me to end off my final working before he started collecting our papers [i was seated right infront by the door u see~~]. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;rushed to meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; denise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;later. we had dinner in MagicWok CityHall, ordered hotplate black pepper chicken, sambal kangkong, thai green curry [which tasted really weird~~], as well as cereal prawns [yumilicious were they!]. =) apparently four dishes were too much for us two girls, we were super duper bloated by the time we walked out of the eatery. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;both of us visited&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;brenda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;at TCC after much strolling here and there. =) had ice chococinno while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;denise&lt;/span&gt; got herself hazelnut freppe. we shared a warm lava cake [i tell u it's smashingly heavenly, hohoho~!] too.=)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;denise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;needed help with her chemistry assignment, and i was so paisehh i could only assist her on the acid reaction equation part; the rest had long been thrown back to the rightful owners in CGS [my science teachers~!] . =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anyway we chatted and chatted, and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; took her GD88 out to take afew pictures of the both of us, hurray!!! =) i don't know if i've ever mentioned it before, but Panasonic GD88 produces great images~! continued to blabber our way to the train station.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;denise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s returning to Melbourne on sunday...=/ we wonder what each other'd be like the next time we meet up again, which's roughly in nine months to come. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;denise &lt;/span&gt;mentioned she's gonna give her wardrobe a mini revamp and we could compare and see whose outfit's more revealing then, haahaa...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;dashed back fast and returned&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;her calculator. she's so sweet she made her way down to meet me at my bus stop. =) we chatted for round 20min before i apologised and ran off-- my parents were out for the evening and i had to beat them in reaching home, 'else it'd be another grilling session for me again ~shugs~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sugar sugar dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110658263901282898?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110658263901282898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110658263901282898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110658263901282898' title='episode 138: so happening~~'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110780761438259437</id><published>2005-01-26T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T02:29:50.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 137: date me date me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;hohoho, we had EPI with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and once again, she made us laughed like 95% of the time. =) we did a study on datetiquette by holding discussions related to the topic in two big groups, and expressed our opinions on the age we think is suitable to enter into a casual and serious relationship, on who should control and pay during a date, what turn us off in a date, whether guys should send the lady home after that etc etc~. it was fun comparing each other's views against our own ones. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;brought up something which've always been on my mind. i'm glad we share the same way of thinking. actually i told myself i'd marry the second guy who carries the simple act out for me [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s the first, but he did that out of context of a very good friend, we're still the best buddies, laalaalaa~~]. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;there was the role-playing too! on how a guy should ask a girl out and how the female should reject politely if she's not too keen. =) we also touched on what to do and say when we attend wedding dinners, funeral wakes [the sum to be placed in a red packet should never be that of an odd no. figure; it goes the other way round for a white envelope~~], and formal business meetings [what we should include in the small chat so as to warm the guest up and make the person feel comfortable~~]. ooh i wonder who's the ace who introduced EPI into our syllabus i want to send him or her a big wet kiss, hehh hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen dear&lt;/span&gt; during lunch and we chatted abit. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;attended &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt;'s CSB tutorial after that. it was by far the most enjoyable session we ever had. =) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; dozed off in class and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt; went "i think we've lost a classmate...", haahaahaa. =) he mentioned &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;his son&lt;/span&gt; used to nod off halfway through the meal in the evening-- he was primary one then and afternoon classes tend to drain energy away from kids. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;btw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.momo&lt;/span&gt;'s so homely he takes his children out to the Botanic Gardens on a very frequent basis we wonder whether they're ever tired of the place, gee. =) and he reports to work as early as 6 in the morning so he's able to clear everything by 1700hrs in order to spend more time with his loved ones. =) aww... guys who commit themselves faithfully to their family're sooo charming! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prepared for my QA tutorial during chinese class so i could concentrate on my CA revision at home. was scratching my head fiddling with the calculator bi-cek-ly at a corner when &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the teacher&lt;/span&gt; saw what i was doing. luckily she walked away without saying anything, heehee. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;closed my eyes to've a short rest onboard the bus back when something deadly familiar hit my ears. it was THE ringtone... the unbroken chorus of our favourite &lt;em&gt;without me&lt;/em&gt;... the one-in-four-million ringtone which i, as luck would have it, possess as well [take my head and chop it off if anybody knows anyone else who has that!]... it was MY BROTHER!!! scurried off my seat to join &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongy &lt;/span&gt;at the middle of the bus and we walked back home together later. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: happy birthday &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;serene&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;teo&lt;/span&gt;]!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110780761438259437?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110780761438259437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110780761438259437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110780761438259437' title='episode 137: date me date me!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110780746148683404</id><published>2005-01-24T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T18:49:18.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 136: i'm quite an attention seeker~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had TMS tutorial without &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nannytan&lt;/span&gt; as she overslept~. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;poor winnie&lt;/span&gt; got ranted at again by her &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dearest classmates&lt;/span&gt; for the burps she gave out continuously over lunch [well well, they've no idea how shiok it feels to let the gas out ALOUD from the mouth~~], hee. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;popped into the library to work on our respective portion of our PD report after that. am glad i'm halfway through mine already [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the mister&lt;/span&gt; whom we interviewed took sooo long to reply my email~!]. guess i'll just beef it up alittle here and there with some use of my gabrahh skills before i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; end it off with an approp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;riate pump of chim vocabularly from &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one of the most handy websites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; available, yay yay. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;during BLaw tutorial i was pretty much drawn to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.ds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s mobile phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;gave me a fright when he probed him for the model no. as the former asked whether we had any questions regarding our work. what a relief~. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;silly winnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;got her head knocked against the door of the lift while trying to be amusing. and we all couldn't stop laughing over the act. =) had to keep rubbing to prevent &lt;/span&gt;swelling, ain't i clumsy...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;headed PopularBookstore and got&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my sis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;some stationery before returning home. received a sophisticated organiser for the year 2005 from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;our insurance agent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, it's something which i've always wanted, wheee!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buhbye &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: the ballad sung by&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; show&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;xiaoS&lt;/span&gt; is getting on my nerves-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongy&lt;/span&gt; repeats the song over the winamp at length, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel &lt;/span&gt;hums the tune all the time, and the radio station plays its commercial endlessly, urghh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PSS: happy birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110780746148683404?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110780746148683404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110780746148683404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110780746148683404' title='episode 136: i&apos;m quite an attention seeker~~'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110632810080434279</id><published>2005-01-23T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T03:46:18.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 135: a short day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;lazy winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;woke up late again today. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;went Bugis shopping for crystals with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;while i sat infront of our PC burning VCDs with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;. =) we chatted with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle wor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;at the same time too-- he needed help from professional investigators like us sisters with something important, hohoho. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;settled down to revise my work before &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt; rang for SOS. rushed over to the information counter within half an hour and felt rather awkward-- i was to run a tsunami donation booth but the tee i wore had prints which read, "Ouchy! I got grouchy!". we all had a good laugh over that as i put up the most angelic look, greeting thanking and smiling at kind souls who came forward with their contributions. =) i drop in a ten-dollar-bill as well, felt it's safer to present donations via more recognised organisations such as SingaporePolytechnic NTUC and of course, CapitalandCommercial. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had a rather full dinner thks to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;boss &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aunty juliet&lt;/span&gt;. =) and i was proud of myself when &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my big boss&lt;/span&gt; came by, asking how's school lately. she said it was a good choice made when i told her i took up SupplyChainMgt as my option of studies. =) a sad thing she's transferring to the HQ soon~. i still remember my job interview with her which lasted close to an hour [we ended up chatting merrily, and she shared with me a couple of her experiences on her poly education!] two years back vividly, she's a really nice lady. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night night &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110632810080434279?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110632810080434279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110632810080434279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110632810080434279' title='episode 135: a short day...'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110742779688032079</id><published>2005-01-22T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T10:49:34.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 134: selamat hari raya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i woke up very late yesterday, ate abit and cleared some of my stuffs before i carried on with my CA revision. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had a wonderful BBQ stingray feast in the evening with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aunty lai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle alfred&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aunty angie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cousin bryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;uncle wor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;played peek-a-boo with us and refused to've his photo taken in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s mobile!], &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daddy mommy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gorgor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; went partying at Zouk!!!], yay yay. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ohh btw i'm crazy over sambal chilli lately [if u've known me well enough u'll understand how i break out in cold sweat when it comes to eating food which're spicy... but i'm so stressed up nowadays i take in chilli as a channel to vent all my frustration~~]~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we ordered desserts and visited Chinatown after that~! boy were the streets heavily congested with human traffic! the group of us just walked along with the crowd, didn't really stop by the many many stalls selling many many items though, hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i used to detest going Chinatown, esp when cny's drawing near but now i think it's not bad taking a feel of the oriental atmosphere. it's a once-a-year thing afterall~.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good morning &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110742779688032079?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110742779688032079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110742779688032079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110742779688032079' title='episode 134: selamat hari raya!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110742707024141766</id><published>2005-01-21T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T09:12:07.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 133: class phototaking day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; swore he's gonna add in more questions for my group's tutorial in particular from next week on, since we're always done with ours ahead of the rest, gee. =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think he's had enough of passing snide remarks as illustrated below whenever he walks around the computer lab realising we're all hooked onto the internet~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I suppose this is more interesting than my PD..." [shd he come across a student visiting a sophisticated website~~];&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"So how many friends've u made today??" [with regards to those who log in to their Friendster accounts~~];&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I see u enjoy playing golf and other what-'ve-u-gots... What's new??" [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice dalee kangming shimei qiuling &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;soowei&lt;/span&gt;'re sooo into online gaming!!!];&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"And u're reading at our dear Principal's message again!"[&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;witty winnie&lt;/span&gt;'s usually fast enough to return to our SP webby and she acts blurr before &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; finishes commenting at others and reaches her terminal~~]. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;for lunch at 1pm. we headed fc1 but the place was too crowded so we decided to try our luck at fc3. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had a dory fillet burger with fries while i ordered a breakfast set consisting of a belgium waffle sausage plus egg and ham, with a scoop of raspberry ripple ice cream over my waffle, hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the uncle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;made our day when he came delivering us the food with an additional scoop of blueberry ripple ice cream [we gave it two thumbs up!] for our savor since i took such a long time to contemplate which between the two flavours should i choose from, wow wow wow...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but some of the maple syrup landed on my blouse n cardi when i poured the maple syrup over my waffle!!! boohoohoo...=(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;took half a day off from work so i walked her to somewhere near the train station after lunch. she planned to visit NYP openhouse as they do cater courses for A-level students. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;carried on with abit of TMS report when i returned to the Biz.IT library. then we got ready for our class phototaking session-- those who had to put on their lip gloss [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;~~] added shine to their lips, while the rest of us just neatened our hair and chked our smiles~. i tried to wash off the maple syrup stain to no avail...=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;did a quick straw poll next and found out that everyone was actually rather reluctant to sit next to me [we don't share the common dislike of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.dennis.sim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;u see~~]. but hehh eventually i managed to squeeze my butt in between&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wati &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;soowei&lt;/span&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; on the top row, with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;momma janice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;being pulled to sit directly infront by urs truly as she's tall enough to cover the aftermath of my lunch. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.photographer&lt;/span&gt; was anxious to wrap up for the day since my class was the last to be photoshot. he took our pictures so abruptly as if he was rushing for some sale in town [?!], ill ill. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatted among ourselves during QA lecture [we've completely given up hope on the module~~]. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;weiliang&lt;/span&gt; who sat beside mentioned their ITP's going to be as long as half a year! poor SCM students like us only've six weeks of practical learning for our job attachment...=(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;visited WestMall again when school was over-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; needed to get a new comb. trotted back home from Bt.Batok train station once more. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodnight&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110742707024141766?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110742707024141766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110742707024141766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110742707024141766' title='episode 133: class phototaking day!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110595483922061657</id><published>2005-01-20T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T01:24:17.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 132: once in a while it's nice to take a break...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm proud to DECLARE my latest Millionaire Mega-Platinum status for my depository with NeopianBank in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neopets.com &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at 0841hrs yesterday morning~! it means i've come to a neat pile of 1million.NP for my savings already, wheee!!! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes yes yes i'm still into the virtual pet site at a glam age of 18+, hiahh hiahh hiahh~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went swimming when i was done with the internet and had my tan topped up, yay yay. =) called upon &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sweelian&lt;/span&gt; at the agency to claim both &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina&lt;/span&gt; and my pay before settling down at somewhere quiet to study for my BLaw CA. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;much as i enjoy my friends' company, i'm more than comfortable with shopping by myself. =) rewarded&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hardworking winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;with a Fila shoebag and got&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a garment baggie from PlanetTravellers.MarinaSq [they were 'vin a sale there~!] as well as a copy of 17 from Kinokuniya.Bugis [a complimentary RedEarth goodie bag's redeemable with every purchase of the magazine at any Kino outlet!]. =) picked up some yam and sweet potato desserts for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my folks&lt;/span&gt; and headed home after that, ooo... what a peaceful day. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzz tight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: felt terrible after reading somebody's bloggie... i'm dreadfully sorry, really...=/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110595483922061657?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110595483922061657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110595483922061657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110595483922061657' title='episode 132: once in a while it&apos;s nice to take a break...'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110727520779013233</id><published>2005-01-18T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T00:38:06.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 131: movie mambo~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i met up early with my projectmates to work on our TMS report today. saw&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; kc&lt;/span&gt; on the bus and we chatted our way to school. =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt; enjoys referring to the names of her students whenever she gives examples during lectures. and she brought mine up for the second time this afternoon, hee. =)&lt;br /&gt;was the first to leap out of MLT11 when PD lecture ended and i dashed to meet&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; rachel&lt;/span&gt; at WestMall. she treated me to the Santa movie a couple of weeks ago and i thought i'd reciprocate with the complimentary KungFu.Hustle passes i had. =) the show commenced at 1710hrs and my sis was sweet to pick up our tickets along with the popcorn combo beforehand. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we scrumbled our way up the theatre [the lights had already gone off by then~~] and just grabbed two seats by the middle row. both of us ended up laughing at each other more than concentrating on watching the film cos of a silly popcorn joke [btw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongchong&lt;/span&gt; said EngWah cinemas've got the nicest tasting popcorn across the sunny island! we agree pretty much with him, just that i think they've the most no. of popcorn seeds added in as well~~] and i burped so LOUDLY in the middle of something which wasn't funny [blame it on the very fizzy sprite!!!], haahaahaa. =)&lt;br /&gt;after the show i revealed the auntified trait of mine while we were in BreadTalk and knocked upon a kiosk outside the place while talking to&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; rachel&lt;/span&gt;, whoohoo~! now she thinks it's sooo embarassing to go out with me, laalaalaa. =) managed to persuade my little sis to walk home with me after that, and we couldn't stop pointing and laughing at a guy who resembled &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aaron kwok&lt;/span&gt; from the back, hohoho. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sugar sugar dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;adore the condo &lt;em&gt;TheJade &lt;/em&gt;which stands just beside Bt.Batok train station, we definitely gonna get ourselves an apartment there when my father strikes lottery~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS: i find i've been more appreciative of my timetable now that six weeks've gone by~. late as we're dismissed i can still head out after school; it just adds alittle to the growing fatigue. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PSSS: i've been a lovely girl who turns in early these days!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110727520779013233?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110727520779013233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110727520779013233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110727520779013233' title='episode 131: movie mambo~~'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110727460533516484</id><published>2005-01-17T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T17:43:31.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 130: puke-y morning~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i received an sms from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;early in the morning mentioning she won't be attending school for the day and that i shouldn't think of her lest... [shan't continue on-- she almost made me throw my breakfast up with what she said!!! hehh i'm sooo going to adopt the line and use it to disturb my close friends next time~~]. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;we saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.dennis.sim&lt;/span&gt; in fc6 during lunch and everyone was like "winnie!!! DS DS!!!", haahaahaa. =) had a common tutorial with a class from DAC [boy were the Accountancy students quiet!] in the afternoon and my class went all defiant and settled down in our own groups leaving&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mr.sim&lt;/span&gt; very maluated since he insisted us to do the military count again~.&lt;br /&gt;proceeded to WestMall to collect both &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying &lt;/span&gt;and my skirts, but hers was not in an excellent condition so i requested for another piece. the person told me to return on another day. shrugged and walked home with a cup of strawberry ice blended after that. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;PS: i realised both my BLaw teachers like to include the word "essentially" when they speak. well my pet phrase [these days~~] is "What is U prue-blem [What's ur problem]?", hohoho~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PSS: i burped loudly for a grand total of six times. record courtesy of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110727460533516484?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110727460533516484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110727460533516484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110727460533516484' title='episode 130: puke-y morning~~'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110642183951580382</id><published>2005-01-15T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T09:41:18.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 129: one does what one can...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gee i got better over the night and headed the market with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; in the morning. =) we had lunch together before i reported to work. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina&lt;/span&gt; was dazzlingly dressed as she had a wedding dinner to attend in the evening~. the salesmen were at it again, but they didn't succeed in making any conversation with us 'cos we shot them a deadly come-closer-n-u'll-get-it look before they opened their mouth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;passed by to say hi when she was done with her visit at the optical shop! we chatted quite abit and she told me something which i didn't know bout NUS. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;helped&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to clear her stuff at the office when i looked her up after 10pm. we were both sooo restless by the time we called it a day she offered to take me home via cab. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hee guess what guess what, it's Share-A-Thought moment again!!! following on it's a little story which i goped from a blog randomly. =) the author got it extracted from the book Chicken Soup for the Unsinkable Soul...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was a chilly fall day when the farmer spied the little sparrow lying on its back in the middle of the field. The farmer stopped its plowing, looked down at the frail, feathered creature and inquired, ※Why are you lying with your legs up like that?§&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;※I heard the sky is going to fall today,§ replied the little sparrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The old farmer chuckled. ※And I suppose your spindly little legs can hold up the whole sky?§&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;※One does what one can,§ replied the plucky sparrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well well well, hope that inspired u alittle. =) it's been quite a while since i last got myself a serving of ChickenSoup; i remember i used to enjoy reading the series of books especially when i was in secondary two~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohiyo &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110642183951580382?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110642183951580382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110642183951580382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110642183951580382' title='episode 129: one does what one can...'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110564169954579264</id><published>2005-01-14T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T02:08:56.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 128: so weak but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wasn't feeling my best today. dizzy spells all over. neither the seafood soup nor the hot milo or &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt;'s Yoko-Yoko could help. =( was allowed to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leave halfway through &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.raj&lt;/span&gt;'s QA tutorial and took a cab home to rest. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take care &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: my classmates're a really great bunch [well, maybe except for two or three of them~~]! u get touched by the little things they offer to help out with when u're down~. thk u all! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PSS: was delighted to learn that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; gorgor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had the song i've been searching high and low for to no avail whenever i visit KTV lounges added &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;into our winamp collection [thku &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongy&lt;/span&gt; u've no idea how much ilu!!!] . =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;it's a duet sang by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;miriam yeung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;[Y] together [T] with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tony leung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;[L] found in the soundtrack of the film Sound Of Colors. =) i didn't catch the show but i fell in the love with the song when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gorgor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;visited the official webby for the movie sometime one year&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plus back i think...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;&lt;譎僧&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L: 瑞斯徹維評腔莊蹴 扂蠅飲泭腕獗 梗渣徹涴珨部汜韜腔呏栯&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y: 毞妏佽婬獗饒珨爛 扂羲宎艘祥獗 扂硐夔眈陓粗箇腔霾晟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L: 扂崠冪襞獗赻撩婓華狟沺腔⑻盄 懂懂隙隙華扆梑譎僧腔笝萸&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T: 笝黺泭獗 扂猁脹腔�侗邯戰痗�晚&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;梗鷓 憩呾蟹蛂邧桉珩楷珋 乾①憩婓扂蠅腔蜇輪&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y: 扂蚚網柲�斥郋� T: 倷腦腔逄晟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;顯斕 蚚珨汜腔嫖秝 �扑Ａ� 艘祥善腔莊蹴&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L: 麵耋勤斕腔佷癩 T: 祥夔閉埣珨邧桉&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L: 艘祥善徹桉腔堁捈 桵吨賸奀潔 阰夔劂蜊曹 扂蚗箝腔螺&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y: 扂崠冪襞獗赻撩婓華狟沺腔⑻盄 衄�佽�渾扂鞦蚔肵趕腔僧蛔&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T: 笝黺泭獗 扂猁脹腔�侗邯戰痗�晚&lt;br /&gt;梗鷓 憩呾蟹蛂邧桉珩楷珋 乾①憩婓扂蠅腔蜇輪&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y: 扂蚚網柲�斥郋� T: 倷腦腔逄晟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;顯斕 蚚珨汜腔嫖秝 �扑Ａ� 艘祥善腔莊蹴&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L: 麵耋勤斕腔佷癩 祥夔閉埣珨邧桉&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L: 陑爵衄斕妦繫飲祥鷓 [梗鷓]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y: 憩呾蟹蛂邧桉珩楷珋 L: 乾①憩婓扂蠅腔蜇輪&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y: 扂蚚網柲�斥郋� 倷腦腔逄晟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T: 顯斕 蚚珨汜腔嫖秝 �扑Ａ� 艘祥善腔莊蹴&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L: 麵耋勤斕腔佷癩 T: 祥夔閉埣珨邧桉&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110564169954579264?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110564169954579264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110564169954579264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110564169954579264' title='episode 128: so weak but...'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110642169900828841</id><published>2005-01-14T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T07:29:26.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 127: our reunion dinner~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;school was fine and i managed to meet &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kc &lt;/span&gt;to borrow QA tutorial answers from her [had been assigned to present the hardest question for our homework ONCE AGAIN, ill ill ill...] before she entered the examination room. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;met &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;huibing &lt;/span&gt;at CityHall and we walked around while waiting for the others to join us after work. =) really appreciate those who turned up for the dinner gathering-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;huibing qinging weili&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; jieying&lt;/span&gt; [who wasn't feeling too well~~]. =) a pity &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kc &lt;/span&gt;needed to revise for her papers while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jiahui &lt;/span&gt;had commitments at home. =/ we decided to stop by ThaiExpress in CityLink to've our meal [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying &lt;/span&gt;and i were rather fearful since the curry smell was extremely pungent in the restaurant~~] . =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i read bout the omelette prawn rice from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.teng&lt;/span&gt;'s bloggie and was determined to give that a try~. it's one of the few dishes which're non-spicy. =)&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; jieying&lt;/span&gt; ordered the same as i did while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qingning&lt;/span&gt; had a helping of black olives mee, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;weili&lt;/span&gt; a plate of spicy horfun and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;huibing&lt;/span&gt; a bowl of laksa. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the photo-taking craze took off on our way to the Esplanade after dinner, and we joked and chatted as we walked. =) chanced upon a funky piece of artwork standing magnificiently round the main entrance of the durian dome and took turns to take pictures in pairs [Permutation &amp; Combination was a pain when i studied A.maths!]. later we went up the rooftop to snap more shots in groups of four~. =) mmm i wonder if u've come across the old chinese saying which has it that u should never take pictures in threes lest the friendship'll break [note the word three and break sounds similar in mandarin~~]. i didn't know bout it until&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;pointed out so, and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;from then on being substantially superstitious i've always been cautious with the no. of people posing before the camera, hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;weili&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;thought she'd return home first as she had a long day so the rest of us headed SuntecCity. =) there was a sale going on in DorothyPerkins [I LOVE THEIR CLUTCHBAGS!!!] and Topshop [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i tried a couple of tops there~~]!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;eventually we parted with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qinning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;taking a bus back with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;huibing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; jieying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; myself by train~. but the both of us weren't quite done with clothes trying we decided to walk in Series CityLink and carried on with the kick! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;witty winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;reached out for the cam in her bag and started capturing images of herself in the apparels since the music playing instore was blasting loud enough to cover the sound which&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mr.pl&lt;/span&gt; produces [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; nearly strangled me for being so vain, haahaahaa~~]. hee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we each got a light aqua skirt with frills in the end, hohoho [so ecstatic! it's been eons since i last purchased the same wear with a friend!!! and putting that on together makes us look as if we were two blue cool duckies~~]!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodnight&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PS: read&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; qinning&lt;/span&gt;'s blog entry earlier and was glad she enjoyed the meet up. =) friendship's something so incredible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS: i hear the newly revamped Tangs has got super duper huge changing rooms designed in various themes i reckon it'd be fun to take pictures there [don't get me wrong, i'm not a pervert lahh; i just like to look out for fresh places where i can play around with a camera~~]. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSSS [i]: on the train to town i came to realise from a friend that two of my classmates've actually been badmouthing bout me... to those in their clique and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt; as well. no wonder the latter seemed to've quite a drastic change in her opionion of me a couple of months ago.&lt;br /&gt;i shan't elaborate on what the girls said since the stories were sooo untrue.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;was initially very mad at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;longhaired-haggie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.blubber&lt;/span&gt;, but i got over the matter over the week-- jealousy hits hard at people who suffer from a sense of emptiness and i feel sorry for the victims~ . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So, be generous with your beloved opponents. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give them endless gifts of information and knowledge. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let them pick up clues. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let them be confident in their reading of you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let them draw clear, definite conclusions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... And let them all be wrong."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSS [ii]: don't push it, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie &lt;/span&gt;bites when stirred. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110642169900828841?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110642169900828841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110642169900828841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110642169900828841' title='episode 127: our reunion dinner~~'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110546356553934658</id><published>2005-01-12T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T09:07:37.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 126: the mock interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had EPI with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt; and all of us enjoyed the class so much!&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mrs.morei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ra&lt;/span&gt; finds it a pleasure to disturb the guys and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt; was made the lead victim for the day~. we learnt skincare and deportment-- from why we shouldn't resort to squeezing pimples to buying scents suitable for our bodies to standing up, sitting down [do u know that u're actually giving one the impression that u're interested in him or her when u cross ur legs towards the person as the both of u converse?? =)] and picking things up from the floor the proper way... etc etc. =) we also shifted outside to practise walking up and down the stairs the male and female manner respectively. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;proceeded to the library where we prepared for our interview and dealt with the list of questions which &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.ong&lt;/span&gt;'d probably probe. we then reported to the computer lab next to our tutorial classroom and waited to be called up. i've been through a number of interviews previously so i wasn't as tense as &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice &lt;/span&gt;who almost suffered a nervous breakdown. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt; assured us that things weren't that bad when he was done with his turn [btw we were all dressed in our corporate wear and both &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt;'ve very cool ties, those metallically-colored ones!]. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mine went pretty alright, except for the part where i was stumped by the question on how much did i know bout the company [the firm didn't exist 'cos i made my job advertisement up!!! in the end i gabrahh-ed and brought it over with something sooo incomplete, boohoohoo...=(] and i could feel a sudden surge in the blood circulation round my cheeks at that time. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;after the grilling session was over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.ong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;told me i could improve alittle more on my voice level, and he shared with me his two-day long interview experience at 3M Technologies, gee. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got back the trial paper i attempted the last week during chinese lesson-- i qualify for the actual examination but i won't be forking anymore money out for the course; it's good enough to know that my standard's there. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sugar sugar dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: someone mentioned our names sound nice when put together and i share the same sentiment too...=) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110546356553934658?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110546356553934658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110546356553934658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110546356553934658' title='episode 126: the mock interview'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110633899142191280</id><published>2005-01-11T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T03:02:48.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 125: i turn cranky when hungry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i visited the swimming pool in the morning before meeting my projectmates [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice qiuling dalee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt;~~] in the library to work on our TMS report. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nannytan&lt;/span&gt; found us some details of a liner shipping firm off the shelf and i dumped the whole chunk of company profile onto our Word document with abit of editing here and there. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kc&lt;/span&gt; during lunch and disturbed her. =) had an extremely huge appetite probably due to the swim i had earlier on so i bought sandwiches to fill my stomach after gorging down a plate of charsiew rice. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;shan't go into further details but i made everybody laugh in the toilet, hehh hehh. =) and on our way to MLT10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;wondered when i'd stop burping. =) dozed off during &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;lecture again and handed&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; salinah&lt;/span&gt; my copy of BLaw handout [took hers unknowingly and wrote alot in ink the day before, so paisehh...=/] when PDWM lecture came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;hee,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;how come he's always wearing the same kind of white shirt to work; the latter replied and told us he's poor that's why. i probed and questioned whether he's got a closet full of shirts of that same design and color and he said i got that right on! haahaahaa. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marched over to the train station with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wati &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;soowei &lt;/span&gt;after our PDWM lecture and caught a glimpse of korean star&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; won.bin&lt;/span&gt; at somewhere near my place! bought a very professional looking clear holder file to store my certs required for the mock interview the next day and went on to compare prices of shoe bags available at different stores. mmm i think i should be getting a black one from Fila. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle &lt;/span&gt;had &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina&lt;/span&gt; and my timesheets authorised and we chatted with each other for quite a long while-- there's an outbreak of chicken flu in Vietnam right now and she's not sure whether she should still go ahead with her overseas trip. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110633899142191280?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110633899142191280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110633899142191280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110633899142191280' title='episode 125: i turn cranky when hungry!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110619430323476237</id><published>2005-01-11T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T17:05:45.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 124: winnie da super sonic hedgehog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;this's incredible [and scary too!]-- it took me mere 19min to get ready for school this morning as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s TMS tutorial takes off at 9 and it was already 8.25am by the time i jumped out of my bed!!! managed to report to the computer lab on the dot at 0915hrs sharp [our teacher makes things difficult for students who arrive any later~~] u couldn't imagine the strong sense of pride and achievement within me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;speaking of which, i discovered i'm actually capable of getting things done in a shorter amount of time recently; i used to be stuck in the shower for 45min perpetually but now i'm able to get out of the bathroom in 20-25min's time. then i take 15min lesser to dress up before i leave my place in the morning instead of the usual 60min. and i learnt to blog faster too, heehee. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had a mini open book test in class. the marks we get don't count in anything-- they're just for the purpose of gauging where we stand based on how well we know of what's been taught so far. i'd be doomed if it was a CA. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during lunch &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt; and i were thrilled to learn bout the girls' school background which we both share [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;'s from CHIJ St Theresa's while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt;'s a Crescentian!] we started displaying loads of affection for each other and got the appetite of the rest affected, haa! =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;btw besides &lt;em&gt;the abalone-bird's.nest sisters&lt;/em&gt;, we're now also known as &lt;em&gt;the meimei-s&lt;/em&gt;; with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt; being &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qingmei&lt;/span&gt; [that's the name of a character in a popular idol drama, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aj&lt;/span&gt; thinks i resemble &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the changed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qingmei&lt;/span&gt; a whole lot, and i couldn't agree more with that~~]. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the eight of us then gave our SCM noticeboard a new lift next. and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt;, as clumsy as she's always been, broke &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wati&lt;/span&gt;'s heart into pieces when she snapped the huge styrofoam-ed letter 'M' into two by accident [i'm terribly sorry i didn't mean it...=/]!!! =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got myself involved in cutting of newspaper articles later and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; dalee&lt;/span&gt; called my name aloud when &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.dennis.sim&lt;/span&gt; walked by. there was a round of big hoo-haas created by my other classmates too! this's something problematic when u let people know bout ur crush; they make things so obvious in open~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling&lt;/span&gt; was somewhat disturbed by the end of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jennifer aniston&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;brad.pitt&lt;/span&gt;'s marriage. hehh for me i'm still very optimistic bout tying the knot i'll do just that with the most gorgeous looking Bangladeshi worker round my estate after i graduate. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei &lt;/span&gt;shared an article on the case of dunking practice on commando trainees with the class over BLaw. the one-year trial had come to an end lately and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.sim&lt;/span&gt; went on elaborating on how authorities like SAF shrinks from responsibility first when things go wrong. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were then split up into different groups using the military manner [it's funny how &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;guantat&lt;/span&gt; roars to add in sound effect each time someone addresses &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr sim&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dino.sim&lt;/span&gt;~~] and i formed one with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;salinah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;novita&lt;/span&gt;. =) was rather taken aback when the former gave a comment saying i didn't look very local. but she couldn't quite figure out where then do i look like i was from when inquired, hehh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we discussed bout our lecturers following on and unanimously agreed that&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; nana&lt;/span&gt;'s the duplicate of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;pinocchio's father&lt;/span&gt; while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.sim&lt;/span&gt;'s a replica of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;barney&lt;/span&gt; in flintstones, hohoho. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;received six missed calls from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;karen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;in the evening-- the information counter was shorthanded once again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;karen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s so sweet she stayed back and waited for me to hand me a pair of movie passes for Kungfu.Hustle, whoohoo~! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodnight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110619430323476237?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110619430323476237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110619430323476237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110619430323476237' title='episode 124: winnie da super sonic hedgehog!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110490769836160112</id><published>2005-01-10T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T01:32:33.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 123: awful weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on saturday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina&lt;/span&gt; and i were condemned to a purple eccentric looking redemption booth positioned a great distance away from our sophisticated information counter. and we were 'neighbours' with a loathsome group of salesmen who wanted to befriend us [come on they could father intelligent daughters as old as the both of us're if they're blessed and fortunate enough~~]. they tried to make conversations and offered us mineral water, ill ill ill. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to add the heat on, i saw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice's eyecandy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;in the most obiang outfit. he put on something so uncomplimentary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;almost couldn't believe it when i told her that guy's supposed to be the school beau of our business block [she only caught the back view of him by the time i got over the stun and brought the matter up~~].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;rang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; nannytan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to tell her bout it immediately and she was equally taken aback [hey i swear i'm not kidding okay!]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;half an hour later&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;xiaohei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;trotted past us again with a big trolley filled with groceries, and this time round i acted fast enough to alert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; sabrina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;of him [hohoho~~]! but i think he saw me pointing at him and then the both of us giggling, haahaahaa whatever lahh~. =) anyway we made a bold deduction-- that he probably drives or might be staying somewhere nearby since he was heading the car park and couldn't be bothered to wear anything more presentable [hiahh hiahh that'd be a treat to hi-tea at the smoothie bar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;!!!]. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;later in the afternoon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i realised that the arrangement of placing us at somewhere ulu-ated's actually not a bad thing afterall-- we get to help ourselves to an unlimited amount of ice cream and self-entertainment was achieved when we chatted with each other [ohh we decided to ignore the group of uncles~~], munching on yummy mexican buns at the same time, gee. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saw many familiar faces like &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cheezi &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my ex-neighbours&lt;/span&gt; who walked past but i didn't try to catch their attention or anything. later when i was back at the information counter i chanced upon my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;third uncle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;auntie &lt;/span&gt;along with my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;two pretty lil' cousins&lt;/span&gt;! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;______________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on sunday i visited the market with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt;! we had lunch before i rushed to work. =) both &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina&lt;/span&gt; and i were really grateful for each other's company [it's sensationally embarassing sitting alone at the AA booth~] as the mall was especially packed with a huge crowd~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;depreciation of clothes these days' terrible. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nannytan&lt;/span&gt; who was in town called to tell me bout the drastic drop in price of the tube top i got not long ago [it's now 50% off the rack, urghhhh!!!], and my heart sank so much deeper. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;passed by and waved a hi when i finally returned to help out at the information counter . =) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s visiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Vietnam at the end of the month!!! she joked and claimed she's gonna help &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;her brother&lt;/span&gt; search for a potential bride when she gets there, haahaahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night night &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110490769836160112?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110490769836160112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110490769836160112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110490769836160112' title='episode 123: awful weekend...'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110595102218491305</id><published>2005-01-07T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T00:22:54.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 122: "ass-oooooo..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we attended &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt;'s lecture before we had our QANL tutorial [QA's a complicated module which i badly need SOS in. =(]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TMS lecture was a happening one. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kevan&lt;/span&gt; who sat beside me couldn't stop lamenting on the loss of a client since he had to reject one of his calls halfway through as &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt; was staring at him [he just started his own business of running a tuition agency lately, in fact he plans to go into the line of domestic help too; he's currently looking out for a suitable venue for his office and i suggested heartland malls. these days the trend for some in school's to try carving a niche for themselves while they're still studying. i don't know, i'd never do anything like that without much detailed consideration; there're many risks involved in setting up a business... u need to weigh them sharply against the estimated turnover besides working a sufficient amount of capital out... and a must-'ve is the mentality of an entrepreneur; u can't go far if u keep moaning bout any opportunity lost u've got to be far-sighted~~].&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during our break &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice dalee kangming shimei&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;soowei&lt;/span&gt; headed outside while i rested my head on the table. then the bunch of them didn't dare to enter the MLT for fear that&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; our dearest ms.ok&lt;/span&gt;'ll blow her top as they took such a long time to queue for their food at the bazaar. they decided to skip the other half of the lecture with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i communicating through the wall via sms~.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i started to break out in cold sweat as the space around me was pretty empty without my friends and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt; kept asking &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kevan &lt;/span&gt;for his attention. =/ after the lecture &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wati qiuling&lt;/span&gt; and i carried our belongings [all eight of ours~~] outside and handed them to their respective owners who were enjoying yoghurt and stuff at the third level, what a relief. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;benmin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;on my way to the train station and we chatted alittle. he looks totally different now that his hair's dyed black, more hip i say. =) btw he's taking a course related to DNA studies for his G.E.M and i think that's sooo cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;at JurongPoint for a nice movie after school. =) we got a complimentary cup of Ben&amp;Jerry's choc chip cookie dough ice cream from the purchase of the tickets. while waiting for the movie to commence we just walked around the place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;were both full after the ice cream [we got another cup of B&amp;amp;J's from our munchie combo!] cum popcorn delight in the cinema, ulahh-lahh~. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s going school hunting overseas next week and might decide to settle down there to pursue a degree should he finds a suitable university for further studies. we'll still be keeping in touch while he's away, thks to the whoever who came up with the very impressive technology of smart messages [global], where greetings can be teleported from one place to another in the world within split seconds. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzz tight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110595102218491305?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110595102218491305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110595102218491305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110595102218491305' title='episode 122: &quot;ass-oooooo...&quot;'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110601521213359749</id><published>2005-01-07T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T01:32:47.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 121: http://www.tigerbeer.us/horoscope/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got the URL above while i was doing some blog-hopping...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You have an unusually strong sense of what is useful and what is pointless. Your natural attention to detail and devotion to duty make you an able and valued worker in any business or profession&lt;/span&gt; [spot on!]&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; Your ability to discriminate between what is healthy and unhealthy, combined with a compassion and sensitivity, gives you an awareness of how every individual's well-being contributes to the whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Unlike many who share your eastern symbol, you may greatly benefit from your family connections&lt;/span&gt; [u bet! i love &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daedae&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my family&lt;/span&gt;...=)]. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You may choose to live near family members, and enjoy each other's interests and network of friends. Your love life is likely to be closely connected to your work environment. Through experience you have probably learned to curb an excessively critical attitude&lt;/span&gt; [bingo bingo!!]&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and now live and let live. In general, you get along best with Capricorns, Pisceans, Taureans, and Cancerians&lt;/span&gt; [is it?? ~raises an eyebrow~ as a matter of fact both &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; and i who got the same reading don't open our social circle to Pisceans for a particular reason. we're alright with the other three though. =) actually my bestest girl pallies belong to the horoscope of Taurus Virgo and Scorpio~~]&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Your career is greatly enhanced by your strong work ethic, and your holistic view. In your professional life, you may also have an excellent sense of business cycles&lt;/span&gt; [hee thks but i'd be more than contented to be a happy housewife in future really~~].&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good day &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110601521213359749?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110601521213359749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110601521213359749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110601521213359749' title='episode 121: http://www.tigerbeer.us/horoscope/'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110595096076779965</id><published>2005-01-07T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T10:27:43.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 120: simple day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; added in an extra question [and a looong plus difficult one at that!] intentionally for all of us during tutorial as we tend to surf the net when we're done with our usual ones. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on my way to meet&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; jieying&lt;/span&gt; for lunch i saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;this guy&lt;/span&gt; who'd call my name aloud whenever we bump into each other from afar and wanted to avoid him since i prefer to stay low profile in school but too late... he went "winnie~~!" before i could dodge or anything. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had thai chicken rice with BBQ sauce while&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;got herself a jap bowl at fc4. =) these days&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;brave winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;has started taking spicy food-- she LOVES BBQ stingray with LOADS of SAMBAL CHILLI [!!!] but the tom.yam soup seemed alittle off her limit...=/ both of us couldn't stop babbling bout the reunion dinner next week. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;climbed back to School Of Business where i joined my project mates for discussion after that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wenhua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;sat with us during lecture [ohh yes kindly give me a break with regards to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.pineappletart&lt;/span&gt; pls~~]. we chatted and chatted, then they all bought japanese pizza and yoghurt [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i both gave out a bad shiver when we put that in our mouth-- it tasted UTTERLY SOUR~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohiyo &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;~!&lt;br /&gt;PS: i feel so gay [happy~]...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110595096076779965?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110595096076779965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110595096076779965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110595096076779965' title='episode 120: simple day'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110581130076325135</id><published>2005-01-06T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T17:23:01.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 119: eventful day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i met up with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice dalee kangming&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; guantat&lt;/span&gt; earlier in the library to work on our PDWM CA. we've to come up with a report on warehouse management with close examination of the facilities operations as well as the future direction of the industry by week8. i volunteered to take up the toughest portion on future direction since everyone's zealous bout the project. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had a quick lunch before our CSB CA commenced. the test was quite alright, considered my late stay up the night before to get the memorising work completed [almost word for word~~], gee. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;during our break we headed the bazaar and ate tako paochi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;had yoghurt and it tasted weird cos she added three kinds of fruits together, haahaa. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.ong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;saw me driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; kangming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mad with all the popping of "what-cha-u-doin'?? what-cha-u-doin'??"s in an act-cute manner when we returned class and he gave us a "what's up~~" look, hehh. =) i think he's gonna 've quite an impression of me [as someone violent and rough~~] since he also caught me trying to stab&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;with a pen from behind afew weeks back during our first tutorial, hohoho! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anyway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.ong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;let us off early when he was done with presenting us a clip of do's and don't's in an interview. the show was highly entertaining we ended up laughing alot, especially during the negative example part. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;attended my chinese class and scurried home to get my documents before rushing off to BBDC for two sessions of theory practice till 2030hrs. i aim to complete all the eleven books of questions before i attempt my evaluation test now i've six more to go. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ch.8 aired the final episode of the Romancing.HongKong serial and the ending was so sweet i give it ten stars out of ten! =) received a call from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen dear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;next and as usual we hollered at each other for not gaigai-ing together for a long looong time. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sugar sugar dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: we've got a mock job interview with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.ong&lt;/span&gt; individually next week and i'm sooo looking forward to that!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110581130076325135?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110581130076325135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110581130076325135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110581130076325135' title='episode 119: eventful day'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110581119892180685</id><published>2005-01-04T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T07:34:30.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 118: perky's the right word...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sweet &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;[and&lt;/span&gt; half-awoken&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;visited the wet market with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;early in the morning at 7+am [we had breakfast together, wheee~!] and headed the swimming pool for a quick dip after that [it's been a month since i permed my hair so i can swim now!!!]. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;put the space management i learnt from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;[when she stacks the poultry seafood fruits and veggies neatly up our mini trolley~~] into practical use when i tried to cram in my big school bag along with my A4-sized file, fresh clothes plus toiletries besides my good old trusty pair of Converse into a regular 40cents locker [u shd see how i brilliantly did that!], hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;weather's been fine and alright these two days; i didn't manage to get a tan on my bod but at least it wasn't raining. =) i bathed, detangled my messy hair thoroughly ['ve school later~~] and proceeded with my after-sun hair and skin care regime. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paid up my mobile bill at the PostOffice [what a looong Q there was!] before i took a bus to school. saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;suhfen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;her classmates&lt;/span&gt; on my way up the lecture hall and said a quick hi-bye. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was sooo tired after the 10-lap swim i actually zzz-ed through &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt;'s funny BLaw lecture [oopsie!]. =/ caught up alittle with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wenhua&lt;/span&gt; when we visited the bazaar together at the ground floor. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dropped by the library again after &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt;'s class to blog, but hoolahh-hoo, i challenged the warning notice to log off and the system booked me out automatically [even before 6pm came!!!] so i lost my unsaved draft. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;picked up a new exterior casing for my dear6610 in Clementi only to realise it's actually a very dark blue one [NOT BLACK!!!] when i got back home, guess it must've been the intensive lighting fixture of the shop that's behind my color hallucination...=(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet dreams&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PS: i don't know what pleases&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; dad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;since they aren't happy that i resemble a secondary3 lass when i don't dress up but when i do, they criticise and say i look so old. then they can't make up their mind when prompted for their expectation of an eighteen-year-old maiden. aren't my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; adorable! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110581119892180685?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110581119892180685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110581119892180685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110581119892180685' title='episode 118: perky&apos;s the right word...'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110476806247208894</id><published>2005-01-03T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T11:34:51.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 117: ...and we hit the Pretty-In-Tokyo outlet again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i suffered from monday blues in the morning although i was already in bed by 12am the night before. texted &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; to go ahead without me at the bus stop as i'd be taking my own sweet time to get ready for school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt; brought a mini cargo carrier and rotated it around the class during TMS. =) we thought our BLAW tutorial'd be called off since lecture was cancelled last week. went to look for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.dennis.sim&lt;/span&gt; [poor thing he's now known as the.ass--D.S, dino sim, BB etc etc, thks to&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; my classmates&lt;/span&gt; who came out with all sorts of nonsensical nicknames for him~~] to doublecheck but he wasn't in his room. later we saw him flirting with two female students [he's forever buying female students drinks ~rolls eyes~] in fc6.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after lunch &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wati&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; i&lt;/span&gt; knocked at his office again. took a closer look of his table and discovered he has a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daughter&lt;/span&gt; by the name of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;naomi.sim&lt;/span&gt;! =) anyway he said he'll still go ahead with the tutorial.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;rushed over to Bugis when school ended and met&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;before we paid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sweelian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a visit at the agency. =) she doublechecked our timesheets, tallied the amounts and handed us our salary in CASH, whoohoo~! i robbed her of a thick fat stack of fresh timesheets before we left, yay yay. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;then crossed over back to BugisJuction where we went wild over a particular neoprint machine [yes, that one with an internal couch~~]!!! we thought every shot was lovely we didn't know which four to select, heehee. =) afterwhich we took our time to decorate the pictures [the best thing bout the machine's that it gives u an unlimited amount of time to add anything; it only starts hurrying u when the next user slots coins in so it's best to patronise it during weekdays when crowd's lesser~~]. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we decided to walk around the place after that and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;careless winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;dashed back to the neoprint store where she had left her file behind at a corner. =/ we stepped in almost every shop selling accessories to take alook at the items they've. there's one selling very pinky outfits for ladies in the EDGE which we thought was pretty interesting. but the price of the apparels there're markedly steep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;both of us chatted alot [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s quiet but her ability of absorbing my rattling of this-and-thats' just as solid and on par as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; kc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s~] and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;shared some tips on painting nice smooth nails with me [i'm sooo going to try them out!!!]!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodnight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110476806247208894?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110476806247208894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110476806247208894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110476806247208894' title='episode 117: ...and we hit the Pretty-In-Tokyo outlet again'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110470822411287343</id><published>2005-01-02T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T01:40:18.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 116: hello 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i had a wonderful weekend snuggling merrily under my covers-- the weather's been comfy for one to zzz in. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zzz tight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: this year, will be a marvelous one. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110470822411287343?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110470822411287343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110470822411287343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110470822411287343' title='episode 116: hello 2005'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110461540820799823</id><published>2005-01-01T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T01:32:18.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 115: goodbye 2004~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i attended&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s lecture with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;didn't show up-- according to her it's silly to take two whole hours to and fro school for just an hour of lecture. =) i saw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;her wasted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;though, made a face at him and he returned one back, haahaa. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we came up with alot of noise cos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was late. we thought he wasn't coming and that our trip to school'd turn a futile one. he approached and chatted with us halfway through the lecture when we were copying our notes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;weren't present in his class the day before and he takes notice when students with good attendance get missing in action.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;qiuling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;explained to him saying she had a terrible diarrhoea while&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;simply gave him a big wide smile. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;after lecture i proceeded to the library for the free access again but the place closes at 12.30pm so i hung around with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wenhua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;xiaoping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;while waiting for them to end their project discussion. =) apparently both their class and the yearbook projects've been keeping them up their necks as they've difficult groupmates to work with. after reading through their marketing project outline i realised our supply chain ones're actually easier to work on. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the three of us then walked to Dover station together.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wenhua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;wanted to head the MarineParade CC near her place to deposit some of the new clothes she had previously. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i went home, caught some zzz and had dinner before i left home at 8pm to meet &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;evelyn&lt;/span&gt; in CityLink. =) the two ladies wanted to fill their stomach but the Delifrance there had the different kinds of bread available for sandwiches all sold out. in the end we just took our time to stroll over to GV MarinaSquare where &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt; collected the movie tickets she booked online while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;evelyn&lt;/span&gt; got the snacks-- nachos salted popcorn and ice lemon tea. salted popcorn's never my cup of tea so i helped myself to some of the nachos. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the show wa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;s a funny one, and we had the countdown to year2005 outside RafflesLink. =) saw&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; allan&lt;/span&gt; at the train station and just exchanged greetings before i waved buhbye to the three of them who wanted to've coffee elsewhere-- i promised &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my parents&lt;/span&gt; i'd be back home as early as i could [didn't know the film was such a long one~!]. heaved a sigh of relief when i managed to catch the last feeder bus home. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy new year&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PS: this year's been by far the most fabulous one in my life [gee do u hear that statement from me every 365days??]. =) here's special thks to special individuals, only limited to those whom i know visit my blog [so tell me u read my blog!!!]; the rest'll get a verbal thks from me when we see each other yahh?? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt;-- thks sis i know i'm really foul-tempered at times and i really appreciate all ur tolerence. =) going to be secondary four in afew days' time ehh?? run ur final crucial lap well so u won't 've any regret whatsoever in future yea?? =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ilu gorgor so pls stop resorting to violence on poor me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;alright?? =) hee i love ALL ur army stuffs and i want them ALL. and ohh before i forget, ur hair grows really fast~. PS teach me how to play pool will u?? thkie thks! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen dear&lt;/span&gt;-- my most frequent phone chatting buddy! thks for always laughing together with me till our tears run out. =) let's go gaigai another day and continue to disturb &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;bossie&lt;/span&gt;, haahaahaa. hey i want to learn yoga from u! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;thk u for everything kc... for always standing by me, for the silent company on the bus when i doze off, for lending me notes readily last minute when examinations come... the list goes on. let me take pictures using ur dream phone soon! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;huibing&lt;/span&gt;-- sometimes life's made much more pleasurable when u put aside the gancheong trait within u so don't get tensed up all the time alright?? =) call me out for wonderful kopi sessions anywhere anytime yea?? =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;weili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-- PUP!!! PooH misses u so... how did we survive not seeing each other for the past six years??!! =) am highly anticipating the reunion dinner of the close group of us in days to come, hehh hehh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rach&lt;/span&gt;-- awww u got me really touched with ur "Everytime i pass by dover/clementi wonder'll see u anot." msg and i like it the way how we find support from each other...=) hope u're coping well with relief teaching and long live ms.koh! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-- i'm sooo glad i've found somebody whom i can greet an "ohiyo" all the way to "sugar sugar dreams~" like almost everyday on the phone amazingly... and that's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;~! i'd be counting down to the date of ur return...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wenhua&lt;/span&gt;-- it's been great talking to u bout everything under the sun! especially those gossiping, haahaahaa...=) and did i tell u how much i adore those whacky analyses of urs?? =) when're we going to chiong k again?!! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice&lt;/span&gt;-- &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;yes momma those who start later might not be the ones who end the game last. it's too early to tell who has the last laugh since we still've got four more months to go, i'd be behind u so all the way nannytan yea?? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt;-- hihi to my village chiefs! think only the both of u appreciate my silly jokes the most and i'm truly grateful for that. can't wait to attend ur wedding [pls serve quality abalone and bird's nest soup for dinner~]. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;serene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; [chen]-- thks lots for always leaving taggies on the board above...=) mmm u may be experiencing another turning point in ur life at the moment, let me suggest u to take things easy and slowly as they come. stay merry my friend! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;yanfen&lt;/span&gt;-- HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!! =) haven't had much contact with u this year but i've been reading ur blog. hey don't u think we shd meet up more... to sing to swim or probably to ice-skate?? =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;serene&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;[teo]-- someone's getting prettier ehh?? =) gee i've always thought u resemble a japanese and i still think so. =) cheerios to the pink lady, HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCE and see u around in school~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;metro&lt;/span&gt;-- i understand that this year hasn't been a favourable one for u, hope the coming one'd be something better, best wishes and may u find the right angel u've been waiting for~.=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;denise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-- conversing with u often sets me thinking deeper cos u're sooo mature, and i love to laugh along with u...=) am sooo looking forward to our dinner with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;before u fly back to Melbourne, hip hip hurray!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110461540820799823?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110461540820799823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110461540820799823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110461540820799823' title='episode 115: goodbye 2004~'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110438728639172913</id><published>2004-12-30T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T01:04:52.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 114: lousy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate myself when i over-zzz. i woke up startled and began yelping cos it was already past 11am [!!]-- i missed &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.raj&lt;/span&gt;'s make up lesson [ohh boy there goes my two participation marks, i stayed up till almost 5am the night before to complete his tutorial!]!!! to add on i had to give &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt;'s class a skip since i couldn't make it to school on time...=(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did my wash up after i switched on my phone-- out came the caller alert msgs plus the smses... all from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my classmates&lt;/span&gt;, which added to my sore mood [sorry to've kept u guys waiting!]. =/&lt;br /&gt;i reached school at 12.40pm, saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei soowei&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wati&lt;/span&gt; who were heading fc3. they said our BLaw lecture had been cancelled so school'd end at 4pm for us. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;waited for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jieying &lt;/span&gt;and brought her to fc6. =) over lunch she suggested turning our small gathering into a class affair thingy. i swallowed hard and told her we'll see how. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my dear classmates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;pointed out to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;that i was absent 'cos i couldn't wake up!!! nearly strangled&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; for selling me out, luckily&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s different from the other teachers-- he advised me to get my alarm clock changed, and that the cheaper it is the better it'll be, haahaahaa. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wenhua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;sat with us at the lecture hall! QANL's a disheartening module cos we couldn't understand what&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.raj &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was trying to put across. =( anyway i visited the library for free access after that. these days&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gorgor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s been eating into my PC usage time slot at home. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;metro&lt;/span&gt; popped by my station, said hi and dropped me a lollipop before zooming off. i'm glad he's still so popular among the other girls~. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sugar sugar dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110438728639172913?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110438728639172913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110438728639172913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110438728639172913' title='episode 114: lousy day'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110437954735307477</id><published>2004-12-29T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T01:29:55.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 113: my vertical body proportion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we had EPI with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt; today and we discussed how to measure our own vertical body proportion!!!&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; janice&lt;/span&gt; and i took down readings for each other in a choppe-choppe manner [both of our legs're longer than our bodies, whoohoo~!] so we could consult &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;m'am&lt;/span&gt; on the shape of our faces. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt; told me it's rather obvious that my face's an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;oval-shaped one [phew, i've always thought mine's between oval and round, but more towards the latter~~] and mentioned &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice&lt;/span&gt;'s heart-shaped [she said a hairstyle with bangs'll suit &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nannytan&lt;/span&gt; more~~]. we let her examine our body shapes as well~! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;she then taught the class how to wear according to our personal body proportion and did abit of color management. we were checked one by one to see whether we belong to the warm or cool skin tone group. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs. moreira&lt;/span&gt; couldn't tell for me at once due to the slightly rouged nature of my cheeks but i know i'm warm 'cos i attended similar etiquette courses back in CGS previously. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we attended&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mr.ong&lt;/span&gt;'s CSB tutorial after lunch. he went round reviewing our work and i was glad my resume has its style and isn't too SP-fied.=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;met &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel &lt;/span&gt;for a movie at GreatWorldCity since my chinese lesson for the week was cancelled last minute-- she won herself a pair of movie passes to catch Santa and Snowman! =) watching a film in a 3D Imax theatre equals doubly groovy plus thriply cool [it was sure worth the headache caused by putting on the heavy and uncomfortable 3D shades~~], wow wow wow! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buhbye&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110437954735307477?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110437954735307477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110437954735307477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110437954735307477' title='episode 113: my vertical body proportion'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110534523195842583</id><published>2004-12-29T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T03:21:22.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 112: trauma of the tsunami</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;swee.lian&lt;/span&gt; woke me up with a very early morning call asking if i could help out at a company. i gave her &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sabrina&lt;/span&gt;'s no. instead. =) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee&lt;/span&gt; said she'd be meeting &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; for lunch so i went to school by myself. was late for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt;'s lecture as the bus took a mighty long while to come. =( i crept in the MLT and settled down next to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;wati&lt;/span&gt; before joining &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;janice dalee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; who were seated infront during the break.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mrs.moreira&lt;/span&gt;'s an amusing lady who makes learning dry-BLaw such a jolly. =) we'd always laugh till our jaws hurt when we attend her lessons 'cos it seems like she's got an unlimited no. of funny incidents to fill us in. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after BLaw we switched next door for PDWM and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; thought we were getting hopeless by the...&lt;em&gt; "DAY!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the batch of us&lt;/span&gt; continued for him unanimously, gee. =) the reason for his remark was due to more and more of us chatting across the theatre [my group did that once before; we got so carried away arguing over something silly thks to&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; dalee&lt;/span&gt; who triggered the topic on &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rashibalan &lt;/span&gt;VS &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dennis.sim &lt;/span&gt;almost everyone could hear us, haahaahaa...=)].&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle &lt;/span&gt;texted for help again in the evening. i had to turn her down as it has somewhat turned into an issue at home that it's been unbecoming of me returning late and working non-stop recently. i wasn't setting a good example for&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; rachel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt;'s worried for my studies while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daddy&lt;/span&gt; frets over my education in BBDC. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;attended the free theory revision at the driving centre again after school. the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;loaf-y instructor&lt;/span&gt; on duty went sooo slow and didn't bother to complete all the questions with the class, ill ill ill. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;caught a banner outside CDANS Country Club regarding students playing golf at a super low rate! but my bus moved on way before i could finish reading it entirely. i hope the banner's still up the next time i pass by the place. =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongy&lt;/span&gt;'s down with some horrible virus i heard he vomitted quite a no. of times throughout the day. =( the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;army physician&lt;/span&gt; refused to grant poor him an MC...=( mmm &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gorgor&lt;/span&gt; should've puked on his desk-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the doctor&lt;/span&gt;'d definitely surrender and issue him one on the spot [get well soon &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chongy&lt;/span&gt;!].&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;right, let's change and talk about something solemn. the massive earthquake and the towering tsunami took away more than twelve thousand lives [and still counting~] besides leaving loads more homeless. news of the calamity've been brought up all over the world via papers and the internet these few days and many've been lamenting bout it [i'm one of those who're feeling sorry for what has happened too~], but i wonder if u've tried looking things from another point of view-- MotherNature's angry. most people might probably've overlooked the drastic amount of rubbish which were swept ashore by the tidal waves. was the disaster a wake-up call for us to get alittle more earth-conscious??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we all learn lessons when things go wrong. the tsunami has taught us to treasure our loved ones more [because we don't know what lies ahead for us~], and that we could show one another more concern beyond preoccupation over small fusses like dissenting our bosses and colleagues [teachers and classmates for us who're still schooling~], grumbling over 'vin no time and money to do everything as well as wailing at how mundane life can be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ohiyo &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110534523195842583?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110534523195842583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110534523195842583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110534523195842583' title='episode 112: trauma of the tsunami'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110400492458652991</id><published>2004-12-29T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T03:47:13.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 111: final week of 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had TMS tutorial in the morning and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ms.ok&lt;/span&gt; did a quick makeup lecture with us since her lesson last friday afternoon was called off. i dozed off unknowingly and was relieved i didn't get caught or anything, hehh. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when we were done with lunch we went to the library where i sat down with a magazine. then i looked &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eileen&lt;/span&gt; up when she rang. when i returned &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; played my favourite song in his MP3 player while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dalee &lt;/span&gt;did some changes to her schedule for the week [she's the only person i know who makes full use of the calendar function in her mobile, i don't even touch mine!].&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;as we headed for our BLaw class&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;tried to be funny and he poured water from his bottle down Basement.1 we were at the forth storey and we all dodged to make sure we didn't get seen by anyone from the block opposite. well i remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; chongy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; and i used to make waterbombs for fun and we'll just drop and attack them at anyone [discreetly of course~~] we don't like, afterwhich we'd make an escape from the scene of crime at supersonic speed, haahaahaa. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during our B-Law break i announced to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;half the class&lt;/span&gt; that i've decided &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.dennis.sim&lt;/span&gt;'d be my latest prince charming [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; has a strong tendency to go gaagaa over male teachers~~]. anyway for some reason &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;shimei &lt;/span&gt;no longer thinks he's a pervert now, which was something worth celebrating. =) i told her to vie &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sir&lt;/span&gt; with me at her own risk, hiahh hiahh. =) after class i whispered to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the group of them&lt;/span&gt; telling them i'd bid &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.sim&lt;/span&gt; a buhbye so they all went "go lahh~~"s and "go on~~"s. and that was what i did [nervously~~]. i walked up to him and just waved a buhbye and he nodded his head!!! which came the embarrassing part-- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kangming&lt;/span&gt; who was standing nearby exclaimed a "was that all?!" comment which set &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.sim&lt;/span&gt; frowning alittle as he had no idea what&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; kangming&lt;/span&gt; was referring to, urghh [hi to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my dear village head&lt;/span&gt;, i know u're reading this u fellow fairytale believer! =)]...!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i got back home to put down my bag and freshened up abit [had strawB cheesecake from SecretRecipe 'cos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; gorgor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;visited JB again the prevous night!!!] before i left for work [sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; mom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i know i'm not supposed to work on weekdays but business was brisk an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;couldn't find anyone else last minute u see...=(]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;got the chilli crab [that's one of her many specialties!!!] heated up for me when i knocked off. =) awww... ilu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, muacks~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet dreams &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110400492458652991?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110400492458652991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110400492458652991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110400492458652991' title='episode 111: final week of 2004'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110520789388080429</id><published>2004-12-28T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T16:59:52.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 110: boxing day~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gee i didn't know the day after christmas' known as boxing day until i read several&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; friends&lt;/span&gt;' bloggies and got the term checked immediately via the invincible Yahoo! search engine [we've the Sg version as the homepage in our PC~~]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, hohoho. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i woke up at noon sharp, took my time to decide what to deposit down my oesophagus as &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; made porridge n bought us roti prata plus waffles. =) in the end i had half of one of the waffles and gulped down abit of the broth. =) roti prata's an absolute taboo for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt; 'cos it's oily. and i worry i'd send the whole piece flying off the plate down the table landing on the floor, or worse still, on &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;somebody else&lt;/span&gt;'s lap [can u imagine that?? u're happily munching on ur prata when an unknown piece of something resembling UFO comes approaching u, and u'd want to murder the culprit who flew it away wouldn't u?? ulahh-lahh~~] since i'm such a clumsy girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mmm, there's satay too, i haven't had a stick of it for let me see... 1 2 3 4 5... more than five years [but i do give in to kebab occasionally though~~]!!! ohh yahh, and to me the char.kway.teow from hawker centres' such a highly worshipped delicacy that i only take it like the most twice or thrice a year i swear, when my nose can't fight the whiff of the black noodles. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;went to work at 2pm. bought more slices of cakes from the cafe for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my colleagues&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;since positive feedback on the pastries were received the day before. i give the cafe five stars [out of five~] for establishing excellent customer contact. "u've tasted almost all of them haven't u, miss??"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the person behind me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;asked, pointing to the cakes on display in the fridge where i was studying each and every single one carefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"nahh, i'd 've put on lots of weight if i did. most of what i take away aren't meant for my stomach, ..." i smiled as i gave him my order. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i usually head back home during my break at work but i didn't on boxing day--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle's mom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;made loads of vegetarian kuay.teow and she had kindly packed us all a big share each so we slurped on that merrily. =) we pressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; xueni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; to give us a visit over dinner since she skipped our ktv session two nights back. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ladies &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gentleman&lt;/span&gt;, it's share-a-thought once again. goped what's below from a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;friend in multiply&lt;/span&gt;. =) introducing... the WORDS WOMEN USE~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Words Women Use:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FINE-- This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIVE MINUTES-- If she is getting dressed, this is half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given 5 more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOTHING-- This is the calm before the storm. This means "something," and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with 'Nothing' usually ends in "Fine".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GO AHEAD-- This is a dare, not permission. Don't do it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOUD SIGH-- This is not actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A "Loud Sigh" means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you over "Nothing"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THAT'S OKAY--This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman can make to a man "That's Okay" means that she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANKS-- A woman is thanking you. Do not question it or faint. Just say you're welcome.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;+++Send this to the men you know to warn them about future arguments they can avoid if they remember the terminology! And send it to your women friends to give them a good laugh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;it isn't as appealing as Murphy's Laws [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the author&lt;/span&gt; must be someone skeptical~~] but i hope it brought u a little chuckle on ur face while reading it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nightnight &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110520789388080429?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110520789388080429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110520789388080429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110520789388080429' title='episode 110: boxing day~~'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110514689905519698</id><published>2004-12-28T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T01:30:31.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 109: happy christmas~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today was an alright one and i worked all day. i wasn't feeling down whatsoever 'vin to work on christmas cos i'm paid $6.50 X 2 = $13 per hour [whoohoo~!] on public holidays, yay. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my colleagues&lt;/span&gt; got me pressies and i reciprocated with slices of cakes from my favourite cafe. =) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; spoilt me with a packet of very authentic teochew duck rice taken away from the famous KentRidge makan house, whee~! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;right, before i sign off may i present to u something very interesting taken from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;yanfen &lt;/span&gt;[hey thks!]'s bloggie. introducing... the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MURPHY'S LAWS~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Murphy's Laws-- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Nothing is as easy as it looks.&lt;br /&gt;2 Everything takes longer than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;3 Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;4 If there is a possibility of several things going wrong, the one that will cause the most damage will be the one to go wrong. Corollary: If there is a worse time for something to go wrong, it will happen then.&lt;br /&gt;5 If anything simply cannot go wrong, it will anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;6 If you perceive that there are four possible ways in which a procedure can go wrong, and circumvent these, then a fifth way, unprepared for, will promptly develop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;8 If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Nature always sides with the hidden flaw.&lt;br /&gt;10 Mother nature is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;11 It is impossible to make anything foolproof because fools are so ingenious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;12 Whenever you set out to do something, something else must be done first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;13 Every solution breeds new problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Murphy's Law of Research--&lt;br /&gt;Enough research will tend to support your theory.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murphy's Law of Copiers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;The legibility of a copy is inversely proportional to its importance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Murphy's Law of the Open Road--&lt;br /&gt;When there is a very long road upon which there is a one-way bridge placed at random, and there are only two cars on that road, it follows that: (1) the two cars are going in opposite directions, and (2) they will always meet at the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murphy's Law of Thermodynamics--&lt;br /&gt;Things get worse under pressure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Murphy Philosophy--&lt;br /&gt;Smile . . . tomorrow will be worse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Quantization Revision of Murphy's Laws--&lt;br /&gt;Everything goes wrong all at once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murphy's Constant--&lt;br /&gt;Matter will be damaged in direct proportion to its value&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murphy's Corollaries--&lt;br /&gt;Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;It is impossible to make anything foolproof because fools are so ingenious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Law of the Perversity of Nature (Mrs. Murphy's Corollary)--&lt;br /&gt;You cannot successfully determine beforehand which side of the bread to butter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corollary (Jenning)--&lt;br /&gt;The chance of the bread falling with the buttered side down is directly proportional to the cost of the carpet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Commentaries--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hill's Commentaries on Murphy's Laws:&lt;br /&gt;1 If we lose much by having things go wrong, take all possible care.&lt;br /&gt;2 If we have nothing to lose by change, relax.&lt;br /&gt;3 If we have everything to gain by change, relax.&lt;br /&gt;4 If it doesn't matter, it does not matter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;O'Toole's Commentary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Murphy was an optimist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;NBC's Addendum to Murphy's Law:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You never run out of things that can go wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_new" name="military"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Murphy's Military Laws--&lt;br /&gt;1 Never share a foxhole with anyone braver than you are.&lt;br /&gt;2 No battle plan ever survives contact with the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;3 Friendly fire ain't.&lt;br /&gt;4 The most dangerous thing in the combat zone is an officer with a map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;5 The problem with taking the easy way out is that the enemy has already mined it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;6 The buddy system is essential to your survival; it gives the enemy somebody else to shoot at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 The further you are in advance of your own positions, the more likely your artillery will shoot short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;8 Incoming fire has the right of way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;9 If your advance is going well, you are walking into an ambush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 The quartermaster has only two sizes, too large and too small.&lt;br /&gt;11 If you really need an officer in a hurry, take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;12 The only time suppressive fire works is when it is used on abandoned positions.&lt;br /&gt;13 The only thing more accurate than incoming enemy fire is incoming friendly fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;14 There is nothing more satisfying that having someone take a shot at you, and miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Don't be conspicuous. In the combat zone, it draws fire. Out of the combat zone, it draws sergeants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;16 If your sergeant can see you, so can the enemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a target="_new" name="technology"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Murphy's Technology Laws--&lt;br /&gt;1 You can never tell which way the train went by looking at the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Logic is a systematic method of coming to the wrong conclusion with confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Whenever a system becomes completely defined, some damn fool discovers something which either abolishes the system or expands it beyond recognition.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Technology is dominated by those who manage what they do not understand.&lt;br /&gt;5 If builders built buildings the way programmers wrote programs, then the first woodpecker that came along would destroy civilization.&lt;br /&gt;6 The opulence of the front office decor varies inversely with the fundamental solvency of the firm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 The attention span of a computer is only as long as its electric cord.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 An expert is one who knows more and more about less and less until he knows absolutely everything about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Tell a man there are 300 billion stars in the universe and he'll believe you. Tell him a bench has wet paint on it and he'll have to touch to be sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 All great discoveries are made by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 Always draw your curves, then plot your reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;12 Nothing ever gets built on schedule or within budget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 All's well that ends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 A meeting is an event at which the minutes are kept and the hours are lost.&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 The first myth of management is that it exists.&lt;br /&gt;16 A failure will not appear till a unit has passed final inspection.&lt;br /&gt;17 New systems generate new problems.&lt;br /&gt;18 To err is human, but to really foul things up requires a computer.&lt;br /&gt;19 We don't know one millionth of one percent about anything.&lt;br /&gt;20 Any given program, when running, is obsolete.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;21 Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 A computer makes as many mistakes in two seconds as 20 men working 20 years make.&lt;br /&gt;23 The faster a computer is, the faster it will reach a crashed state.&lt;br /&gt;24 Nothing motivates a man more than to see his boss putting in an honest day's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;25 Some people manage by the book, even though they don't know who wrote the book or even what book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 The primary function of the design engineer is to make things difficult for the fabricator and impossible for the serviceman.&lt;br /&gt;27 To spot the expert, pick the one who predicts the job will take the longest and cost the most.&lt;br /&gt;28 After all is said and done, a hell of a lot more is said than done.&lt;br /&gt;29 Any circuit design must contain at least one part which is obsolete, two parts which are unobtainable and three parts which are still under development.&lt;br /&gt;30 A complex system that works is invariably found to have evolved from a simple system that works.&lt;br /&gt;31 If mathematically you end up with the incorrect answer, try multiplying by the page number.&lt;br /&gt;32 Computers are unreliable, but humans are even more unreliable. Any system which depends on human reliability is unreliable.&lt;br /&gt;33 Give all orders verbally. Never write anything down that might go into a "Pearl Harbor File."&lt;br /&gt;34 Under the most rigorously controlled conditions of pressure, temperature, volume, humidity, and other variables the organism will do as it damn well pleases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;35 If you can't understand it, it is intuitively obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 The more cordial the buyer's secretary, the greater the odds that the competition already has the order.&lt;br /&gt;37 In designing any type of construction, no overall dimension can be totalled correctly after 4:30 p.m. on Friday. The correct total will become self-evident at 8:15 a.m. on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;38 Fill what's empty. Empty what's full. And scratch where it itches.&lt;br /&gt;39 All things are possible except skiing through a revolving door.&lt;br /&gt;40 The only perfect science is hind-sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;41 Work smarder and not harder and be careful of yor speling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;42 If it's not in the computer, it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;43 If an experiment works, something has gone wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;44 When all else fails, read the instructions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 If there is a possibility of several things going wrong the one that will cause the most damage will be the one to go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;46 Everything that goes up must come down.&lt;br /&gt;47 Any instrument when dropped will roll into the least accessible corner.&lt;br /&gt;48 Any simple theory will be worded in the most complicated way.&lt;br /&gt;49 Build a system that even a fool can use and only a fool will want to use it.&lt;br /&gt;50 The degree of technical competence is inversely proportional to the level of management.&lt;br /&gt;51 &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Any attempt to print Murphy's laws will jam the printer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a target="_new" name="love"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Murphy's Love Laws--&lt;br /&gt;1 All the good ones are taken.&lt;br /&gt;2 If the person isn't taken, there's a reason. (corr. to 1)&lt;br /&gt;3 The nicer someone is, the farther away (s)he is from you.&lt;br /&gt;4 Brains x Beauty x Availability = Constant.&lt;br /&gt;5 The amount of love someone feels for you is inversely proportional to how much you love them.&lt;br /&gt;6 Money can't buy love, but it sure gets you a great bargaining position.&lt;br /&gt;7 The best things in the world are free --- and worth every penny of it.&lt;br /&gt;8 Every kind action has a not-so-kind reaction.&lt;br /&gt;9 Nice guys(girls) finish last.&lt;br /&gt;10 If it seems too good to be true, it probably is.&lt;br /&gt;11 Availability is a function of time. The minute you get interested is the minute they find someone else.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;well well well, did u've a good laugh?? =) if u agree with more than half of what's above, i'm sorry to inform u that u're frightfully pessimistic, and that a couple of self help books if not a shrink might be useful. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good night &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But there's something, Baby that you need to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying.&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/8045439-110514689905519698?l=masie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110514689905519698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045439/posts/default/110514689905519698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masie.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110514689905519698' title='episode 109: happy christmas~!'/><author><name>LaaLaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/thestrawb/ANglE.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045439.post-110500618254574769</id><published>2004-12-28T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T01:36:47.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 108: my christmas eve~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;masie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as mentioned in the last entry i visited my LaaLaa land very early the night before. woke up at 12.30am to wash up clear some smses set the alarm clock and waved a goodnight to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;everyone at home&lt;/span&gt; besides&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; daedae&lt;/span&gt; before i returned to zzz again. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was up early at 5.30am to log on to the internet. received a call from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sweelian&lt;/span&gt; three hours later. decided to skip school and help stand in at the reception in ThomsonAsia after much weighing [we only've an hour of lecture with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mr.rashibalan&lt;/span&gt; in the morning u see; school ends 1pm for all of us in SP on eve of public holidays~~].&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so i reported to JTC.Summit at 10am after dressing up. many of the staff were in x'mas mood. =) work was easy as most places weren't operating full day hence people don't call upon each other much. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;couldn't send out my smses as Singtel server was down i thought something was wrong with my mobile until &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; mentioned she came across the same problem too. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;rang up the HR side of Capitaland and enquired whether they welcome students on job attachment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; said there shouldn't be any problem since i've been with the mall for two years and i expressed my interest to work in the marcom [short for marketing and communication~~] department. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;peggy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;invited me to join them for the buffet lunch when noon came and hurray-- they've got fantastic food on the table apart from a big log cake [i love choco log cakes which're not too butter-y~~]!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i took the chance to mingle around with certain people and they were all rather taken aback when i revealed my age. "shouldn't u be in school or something at this hour??" some of them questioned while a couple of the rest complained how their kids at my age're living off them, haahaa. =) then i was constantly asked to top up the food on my plate. the adults even got me to participate in their 'draw-a-present' game. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;later i sneaked out to the firm where&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;yiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s working [the company was also holding a small party for the celebration~~] and said hi. she was surprised to see me and amazed to know i'm holding two part time jobs, hehh. i told her things aren't that taxing as they seem actually; i only report to work when my agency rings. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;before i left&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;peggy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;got my contact no. so they can reach me the next time without the hassle of liaising with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sweelian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;in advance [but i'll still be bound to my agency definitely, which's something i'm alright with~~]. she asked whether i could cope with my studies as she'd like me to help out as far as possible when it doesn't clash with my academic timetable. i said i should be able to juggle so long as i manage my time properly. gee, realised&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sweelian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;wasn't lying to me the other day afterall, yay yay~. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;went to the national library to check out what's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'s doing after i knocked off. she's got her two friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; jeremy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;reena&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;with her. =) i can't believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;got hold of a copy of ThemeParkWorld~!!! we're left with the lookout for ThemeHospital now, whoohoo~. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;did the final round of my christmas shopping and rushed back home to put things down before i headed outside again. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;one of the guys&lt;/span&gt; from the badminton exchange last week on the train. i didn't recognise him until he spoke. he's a smart chap who gave me his no. and got me to phone him so i couldn't fake mine. he said we could contact him anytime if we want another round of match [&lt;em&gt;ohh my,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;no thks man~~&lt;/em&gt;].&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;met up with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;evelyn &lt;/span&gt;at PlazaSingapura and we proceeded to ParadizCentre where we visited K-box. =) the 3 of us took the K-Golden package and it costed $41 per pax for the night! =( but the two of their very own festive concoctions they came up with were creative; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;evelyn&lt;/span&gt; took the alcoholic beverage while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;ordered the non-alcoholic one. =) i like ours a whole lot, it was strawberry-ly sweet~! had a sip of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;evelyn&lt;/span&gt;'s and muttered a soft 'thk god i picked the right drink~' as hers was sure SOUR [!!!], haahaahaa. =) then we sang and sang and sang. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;allan&lt;/span&gt; joined us and we had dinner together. took pictures too [i fancy his Sony digicam, it's the one with a super duper large display screen~~] afterwhich we strolled back to PlazaSingapura and snapped more. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i got sprayed a whole chunk by &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;someone unknown&lt;/span&gt; [hey i merely stretched my hand out to feel the foam falling!!!]...=( &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;evelyn&lt;/span&gt; was really nice to help me scoop the mess away. =) gee, by then it was already 11+pm going to 12am so we decided to do the countdown together. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was a heartwarming scene of people wishing each other merry xmas as they skipped down the streets. until &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;evelyn&lt;/span&gt; started planting kisses on each other's faces, ohh my god [don't be taken in by my flirtatious outlook-- i'm actually a true blue conventional chinese girl in the inside who doesn't show much affection in the intimate way. i don't drink from the same straw with anybody unless it's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eayy&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my family&lt;/span&gt;. i usually take sips directly from glasses instead~. and i only hug friendly huggies with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;some of my really close pallies&lt;/span&gt; at times, nothing more than that. boy i can't imagine myself kissing a member of the same gender. =/]!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we departed at the train station and i received a call from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc
