<?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-4721619758959068372</id><updated>2011-07-31T12:48:33.813+08:00</updated><category term='Scrubs.'/><category term='Mishap'/><category term='Largest Bunch of Wimps I&apos;ve Met'/><category term='Prison Break 3'/><category term='heroes'/><category term='Heroes 2'/><category term='facebook cheated me of my money'/><category term='fking sick of mostly everything.'/><category term='displeased'/><category term='Writer&apos;s Strike'/><category term='humor'/><title type='text'>Little Boxes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>235</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-8369909307497762934</id><published>2009-11-26T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:48:32.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Hundred Squats Challenge</title><content type='html'>Hehe. I'm gonna do 200 squats consecutively ! I did 62 until my knee feels wobbly and it's safer to stop right there. I might have done some without my thighs parallel to the ground. I'm such a cheater bug ;p It would be easier if I had a spotter but oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should try it.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.twohundredsquats.com/index.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-8369909307497762934?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/8369909307497762934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=8369909307497762934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8369909307497762934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8369909307497762934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-hundred-squats-challenge.html' title='Two Hundred Squats Challenge'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1187371535433243947</id><published>2009-11-20T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T12:23:59.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Rusty Old Blog</title><content type='html'>Wow. It has been quite awhile since I've been to my own blog. Life was occupied with work that I didn't enjoy but I'm glad I have pulled through. I finally left about a week ago and now I'm face with so much time on my hand which I don't know how to fully utilised. Days passed and all I did was playing the xbox 360, reading the books I bought but never finished, dumb games on the laptop and hitting the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like going to the gym and I stick to some classes. I've quit fitness first and joined amore. I like it better. The service is better, trainers voluntarily help when I do things wrongly and they have many classes that is pretty interesting. Too bad the one in Tampines are open to men as well. It's a big turn off when guys (well so far only one) grunts and drop their weights. It got the everyone people looking even the trainers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usual routine would include squats, leg press, the occasional lunges (i hate doing lunges),  bench press, dumbbell curls, wide/close grip pull ups, triceps pull downs and lateral raises. Sometimes I wonder if I don't carry enough weight because my body usually doesn't ache the next day. Hmmm. Gotta do some googling ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told I have to lose 4.4kg of fats and gain 6.6kg of muscles. After a month I lost 1kg! That isn't good. I'm suppose to gain cuz of increased muscles! I also dont get why I lost 1kg when I over eat. I get so hungry after working out and it's uncontrollable when you see bbq wings, chinese fried pancakes, sushi in the supermarket and carls junior! Yummilicious food got the better of my willpower. It feels great eating them but afterwards I feel like crap. Sigh. They should have more yummilicious nutritional food at B1 of Tampines Central. Then at least I'm over eating on good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps raining the whole week. I hate it ! I wanna go fishing :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin to bangkok next month! Weeeheee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1187371535433243947?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1187371535433243947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1187371535433243947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1187371535433243947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1187371535433243947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-rusty-old-blog.html' title='Hello Rusty Old Blog'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6631125787168051263</id><published>2009-10-31T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:45:52.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Is Gettin Out Of Control</title><content type='html'>In recent home news, reports showed insufficient flats and more cars on the road and less public transport user ship is full of crap. How can the govt say more people are driving when i hardly get enough standing space in the train during peak hours? Why don't they (MPs, PM and head of whatever public service organisation) try taking public transport during peak hours? Reports also claim that SBS buses timing are now more accurate which we all know is total bullshit. Sometimes regulatory checks are being done to make sure they are accurate if not they will be fined for few hundreds dollars. Come on! Thousands of people affected being more timely &amp;amp; efficient at work surely cost more than few hundred dollars combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will always face shortage of public housing, more cars and even packed trains from now on because our population has hit 5 million! 30% of which made up by foreigners. And I must highlight the bad service Pinoys provide with the exception of those Filipinos who work in the airport. They have to realise they are serving people not getting served and should improve on their attitude.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot imagine myself hoping for a better life in Singapore being in the lower class citizen group. I appreciate the quality of infrastructure of all aspects here but what is the point if I go home worried if I can make it here everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear oh dear. Can I not worry so much about my life and future?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6631125787168051263?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6631125787168051263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6631125787168051263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6631125787168051263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6631125787168051263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/10/singapore-is-gettin-out-of-control.html' title='Singapore Is Gettin Out Of Control'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6489640252214920169</id><published>2009-08-11T23:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:52:05.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WATCH THE HANGOVER! IT'S EFFING HILARIOUS!</title><content type='html'>I'm not gonna ruin the fun by telling you the movie but you should avoid this if movies like American Pie or Harold &amp;amp; Kumar isn't to your taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't believe it ! I extended my contract where I am currently working. Weeks went by since the agreement and those weeks went by fast and smooth. So was my mood towards work. The negotiation was bumpy but worked well for me. However, today I am reminded why I didn't like it here. The so called family/team showed their claws again and again. I am also reminded of the shitload of crap like handling boxes. Geez. I wished I left for the other job. But who knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I joined the gym! I'm pretty heavy and looking outta shape but my BMI shows that I'm still considered healthy and low risk of health problems. It is unacceptable how I look now. Ugh. Gonna get rid of those gross fats. Fitness First is just across my office so i hop over during lunch. Many many plus for joining besides health reasons. It is a damn great way to escape seeing or socializing w my colleagues during lunchtime while I eat in. Just to make it clear, I am not anti social it's just that in the department of 5 (excluding myself) their combined age is between 180 - 200 years old. Sometimes we work and eat at the same time. I think it's a bad habit to do anything besides enjoying a meal but it's kinda compulsory when they toss paper on your table while you're eating right?? Gyming takes time and I am only back after around 90mins! Hehe! What better way to extend your lunch break with a great shower or hanging out in the steam room during lunch break then going back to work refresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see if I can manage losing a few kilos for the next few months given my heavy eating habits that I do not intend to change drastically. Besides, I can only lose 7kg before I'm considered underweight and malnourished. Shouldn't be hard if i keep going at this rate. I went about 4/5 times last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you guys read about the tragic accident involving a couple from RP (Republic poly) ? Apparently they were at the train tracks and were crushed by the train that travels to and fro Malaysia and Singapore in the wee hours of the morning. My guess: A sad tale of uncontrollable horny hormones adventure gone bad. It's so unfortunate and I hope the families get the case solved by the cops/docs for a peace of mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6489640252214920169?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6489640252214920169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6489640252214920169' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6489640252214920169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6489640252214920169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-much-exciting.html' title='WATCH THE HANGOVER! IT&apos;S EFFING HILARIOUS!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-3433470062855807967</id><published>2009-07-18T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:55:35.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Countdown</title><content type='html'>Yes. I am counting down. 18 more working days and I'm done with my contract. Weeeee! Never been so happy getting over and done with something. I will then be enjoying everyday as if it is another Saturday or Sunday. Losing track of time and days seems such a treat :) Except that I will then need another job and take shit from colleagues for a pathetic sum of money to get through another day. The ironic thing for me is when I work I end up overspending but when i don't I end up not spending. This is what happens when you are dissatisfied with work hence affecting life. You end up spending more to fill up the MASSIVE HOLE OF DISSATISFACTION in life. Now, thank you very much shit job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me for the minor foul language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Duplicity online few days back while I was on MC (hehe) and I actually quite like it! The plot isn't the best but hey... there's charismatic and dreamy Clive Owen :p Actually that's what I liked about the movie! The smart, witty yet cheeky lines between Julia and himself is quite entertaining. Bad points? One - Movie is too long. Two - Gets confusing with all the backtracking of timeline. Three - You'll never guess the answer until it is revealed towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 weeks must be the worst train experience for my eyes. I witnessed two decently dressed foreigners (Indians) cupping, scratching and adjusting whatever it is around their crotch. And I have thought very carefully how I described it. And yesterday another one (Indian too!) was stroking it as discreetly as he could? I am very sure everyone seated would have witnessed it!!!!!! I also took the lift down from the platform and got pushed in. Never mind that... I looked just to glared at the person who couldn't say excuse me and saw that it was this HUGE (in other words fat) LADY. Got it yet? She pushed me with her chest. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I don't have anything else to write now. More bad than good for the past few weeks. It is not very healthy to complain so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-3433470062855807967?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/3433470062855807967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=3433470062855807967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3433470062855807967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3433470062855807967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/07/countdown.html' title='The Countdown'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-4533017886322057124</id><published>2009-06-28T22:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:45:43.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the Taste of Freedom</title><content type='html'>It's going to be the start of June! 1 and a 1/2 month to expiry of my contract. I vow not go use recruitment firms this time round unless my efforts are not successful. Any job openings, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to sail again next weekend, hopefully. I also stuck in between getting myself a gym membership or CSC membership. I can't possibly have both and each comes up to the same amount. It's easier to go to the gym than getting a group to sail together. Hmmm. I like sailing so much I read on others sailing adventure on blogs. Everyday at work I look out the window into the open sea I think of sailing! Ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June and possibly July are killer months to my finances. Shopping. Expensive dinners. Taxi rides. Nightlife. Unforseenable circumstances!!! Growing up isn't all that fun! And now gym or sailing club membership!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you readers (whoever you are) have had a great month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-4533017886322057124?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/4533017886322057124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=4533017886322057124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4533017886322057124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4533017886322057124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-taste-of-freedom.html' title='Missing the Taste of Freedom'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1594993603518178376</id><published>2009-06-21T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:09:15.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh oh Ah ah</title><content type='html'>So here i am! Finally landing here to write something. Which means 'yeah im bored. dont know what to do. how about i blog?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I find myself stuck in a 9-6 job in the corporate world completing routine tasks day in day out. Most of the time there is no mental stimulation and my brain shuts down. Rebooting it takes quite some time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lost. In search of a sector in the finance world I will be challenged and thrive in doesn't seem like an easy feat to achieve. Consider the time you waste trying it and going through disappointment and boredom just like what I am going through now. Sigh. I fear not being able to where I aimed to be in the future. Then life would be a complete disappointment and disaster. I will be left alone reiterating to myself to be contempt with life as it is because many others have it harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound silly. I will be where I want to be. I have to get out and do something productive and erase all these crap thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah crap thoughts screw you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1594993603518178376?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1594993603518178376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1594993603518178376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1594993603518178376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1594993603518178376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-oh-ah-ah.html' title='Oh oh Ah ah'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-3534932082541347266</id><published>2009-05-22T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:14:36.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Foodie Tour</title><content type='html'>Just 2 weeks ago or so I got approval from my parents to leave for a short trip to KL without their company or any other relatives. Weee! This might not be much to anyone but a massive step for me. Soon I'll be able to go further elsewhere without adult supervision ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was not exactly planned and on a tight shoe string I couldn't do much shopping. Things in the malls, worldwide brands or local brands, were price as if I were shopping in Orchard road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then it became a food tour! 3 meals a day sometimes 4 excluding tea time... Let me recall.. We had A&amp;amp;W at 2am and I reminisce the last time I had it probably 7 years ago at Heartland mall. Come morning we had chicken rice. Not mind blowing but better than any you would find in kopitiams here. We had tasty tasty ampang yong tau foo for dinner. There is something wonderful in their fillings. Damn... I forgot what we had for supper tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut things short mainly because i remember every other thing I ate, we had buffet at pullman hotel, ramly burgers, lok loks, private dinner, Italian at la ristoranta, madam kwans and daily grind. ALL OF IT WAS GOOD IN THEIR OWN WAYS. If i went on writing it will take pages but I know when I close my eyes I can relive it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume no one is reading till the end and I did not mean for anyone to finish reading it (but it would be nice if anyone did). It's mainly for my personal memory :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-3534932082541347266?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/3534932082541347266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=3534932082541347266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3534932082541347266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3534932082541347266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/05/foodie-tour.html' title='A Foodie Tour'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-3940214223039711377</id><published>2009-05-07T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T12:25:04.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Sailor Now!</title><content type='html'>Most things went smoothly and was quite enjoyable with the company we had ;) We went around Singapore from Harborfront to Changi and Changi to Sembawang and to Causeway then back. Haha. Singapore is too darn tiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day was just full of theory and my head could explode. Did not catch much wind and was pretty hot too :( We did the basics of hoisting the sail, unfurling the genoa sail, tacking and jibbing. Then we spent the night on our boat at keppel bay. Sheena, Terrence and I was so hardworking and actually spent an hour studying that night ;p Haha. Over the next few days my favourite answer when quizzed was the topper! Funny... Also, there was a few type of knots to learn. I hate knots that's why i was in hockey or clubs and never the NCC or NPCC or adventure club. I'm not a knotty person ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day was COOOOOOOL ! We went out to catch a "storm" ;) Heavy rain and strong winds equates to thrills ! We even had to put on these coats ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the third day! Well, because while i was at helms I clocked the fastest speed :D I think it was at least 16 knots since we had to do reefing. According to Sheena, we were tilted at least 30 or 40 degrees and water splashed onto the boat from the sides! Poor Sheena was making lunch and we were crossing narrow distances between Malaysia and Singapore so we did a lot of tacking. Haha. The following day another guy took the helms and was pretty quick as well. It was Sheena who was making lunch again! Haha. It's no easy feat in the saloon making lunch when the boat keeps tacking/jibbing because your potteries will just slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went pass Indonesia waters. Saw Johor while approaching the causeway. It's really amazing how close we are. There was also some interesting facts like tekong is reclaiming A BIG PLOT of land. Sometimes our waters are pretty dirty as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night sailing is alright. Gotta read charts and gps and observe the flashes and head close to the beacons/buoys. Did i mentioned we stopped at Lazarus Island? We did some coconut plucking. Haha. I had to make dinner that night with terrence and glad it turned out okay and timely for dinner at sunset :)) We slowly night sailed to sentosa and watched songs of the sea from the back. We didn't get the story but i liked the water show, flames and fireworks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a great experience. Except for the fact that we had to cook our meals and clean the entire boat on the last day. Screw you Keppel Sailing Academy! I didn't pay to clean and cook. I don't even do that at home! When I came home that evening I gorged down my mums cooking. Next lunch I had western. And dinner was seafood! Compensation for the 5 days of crappy food ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We braved the scorching sun and rain. I will love to sail again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-3940214223039711377?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/3940214223039711377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=3940214223039711377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3940214223039711377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3940214223039711377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sailor-now.html' title='I&apos;m a Sailor Now!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-7229628531233748701</id><published>2009-04-25T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:50:28.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Days 4 Night of Sailing Adventure</title><content type='html'>I am patiently waiting for Tuesday to arrive. It is gonna be a fantastic learning experience and a new venture for me. For about a year I have been thinking of enrolling in sailing wondering if I will like it and the short sailing lesson in Phuket has definitely confirmed my liking for the sun, splashes of seawater, sweat and salty wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Tuesday, I will be sailing around the Southern Part of Singapore on a brand new and sleek Beneteau First 40.7 ;) The excitement in me is crazy! Asking tons of questions even before the course starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the adrenaline waiting to rush out in me only leaving myself doubting if I am physically prepared or would I take a physical beating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing for sure is I WILL LOVE IT ! Sun? Check. Breeze? Check. Water? Check. Total darkness during night sailing? Check. Absolute enjoyment? Check. Cigar and Champagne? Haha. I hope they are provided!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-7229628531233748701?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/7229628531233748701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=7229628531233748701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7229628531233748701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7229628531233748701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-days-4-night-of-sailing-adventure.html' title='5 Days 4 Night of Sailing Adventure'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-8121731705202683638</id><published>2009-04-20T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:38:33.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Guess</title><content type='html'>2 episode into Harpers Island I have narrowed down my type of suspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They are clearly men. It's impossible for a girl to have strength to hang someone else.&lt;br /&gt;2. He must have been staying on the island his whole life and are friends with the groom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has better be a part of the show at the moment. I hate shows which concludes with a fantastic twist but has no linkage to that conclusion for the viewers to rationalise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-8121731705202683638?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/8121731705202683638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=8121731705202683638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8121731705202683638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8121731705202683638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-guess.html' title='My Guess'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1101473495078411034</id><published>2009-04-08T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T00:00:53.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Views On The Duke, Singtel Grid Girls and S Factor</title><content type='html'>I am pretty sure all of you have heard of the 3 shows airing on AXN and Channel 5. Do you share the same sentiments as I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be a strong reason why the Singtel Grid Girls and S Factor show starts with an S. They are full of shit! The Duke also falls in that shithole category too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why Singtel Grid Girls is shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to the Japanese Grand Prix, close your eyes and pick one out of the many Japanese Grid Girls they are definitely 1000x hotter than the Singtel Grid Girls. These ugly Singaporeans wannabe models pretend to grace our very wonderful local tv channel travelling from each Grand Prix race to the other. Yikes. Total turn off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why S Factor is shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The so called HOT girls who are gonna be on the cover of Singapore FHM are not hot, obviously. The least requirement for a model should have a flat tummy&amp;amp; decent looks.Some doesn't even sound like they can speak proper english. WHAT A BIG TURN OFF. It makes me wonder if FHM Singapore even make money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope no one buys advertising space/clips while these 2 shows are on. Because you are not getting any viewers at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why The Duke is Shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mens magazine tv show with the sazziest, upscale, lifestyle guide. Yes, they do show the finer things in life. very fine indeed. But all the bullshit talking about relationship, sex, money and wellness are totally obvious fact and we don't need a tv show telling people what they already know! The next time i get that show I shall mute it and pretend these 2 monkeys are trying to hit on Eunice and engage her in a 3s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with tv producers these days? Dumping money into shows like this. Geez. I evilly hope recession hits them too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1101473495078411034?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1101473495078411034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1101473495078411034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1101473495078411034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1101473495078411034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-views-on-duke-singtel-grid-girls-and.html' title='My Views On The Duke, Singtel Grid Girls and S Factor'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6132270336167052621</id><published>2009-04-04T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:26:23.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And Here We Are</title><content type='html'>I think it's getting old hearing myself saying i'm getting bored in my head. I have read a couple of books, spend hours in front of my cable tv, hours on the net and even tried my hands on baking. Haha. Baking. Geez. My first time was not successful but not that disastrous. In which i mean not pretty but still edible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i was spending my weekend basking in the sun in the middle of Singapore waters learning how to sail but i was told they only have vacancies until Aug/Sept!!!!!!! Then i called another school, very prestigious and pricey so it came to my mind - hey! why not plan a trip to langkawi for 2 weeks and learn everything there ;) it got me elated and rushing to my bank book and to realise i have to find a job so i could live VERY COMFORTABLY for two weeks there. soooo friends ;p if u happen to have some good deals u got my number!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got things to do :) till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6132270336167052621?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6132270336167052621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6132270336167052621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6132270336167052621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6132270336167052621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-here-we-are.html' title='And Here We Are'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-7138575717630445926</id><published>2009-03-21T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:07:53.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was bored and here i collate a few men on tv i found to my liking ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(in no particular order and i don't have to tell you which movie/tv show they were in right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clive Owen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yh7C99Uri5s/SZWPHCgrBwI/AAAAAAAABmo/mqsCQM_kUYo/s400/clive-owen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yh7C99Uri5s/SZWPHCgrBwI/AAAAAAAABmo/mqsCQM_kUYo/s400/clive-owen2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugh Jackman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3NfDkI4zHIg/SULFD9W6RxI/AAAAAAAABUI/6A2ybHMPHkU/s400/hugh_jackman1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3NfDkI4zHIg/SULFD9W6RxI/AAAAAAAABUI/6A2ybHMPHkU/s400/hugh_jackman1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jon Hamm (real life) BUT I PREFER DON DRAPER (fictional).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Real life Jon Hamm is not attractive at all)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally love his character as Don Draper in Mad Men. He is suave, charming, headstrong and successful as an ad man. He has affairs yet treat these girls and his wife like they are the only. The girls actually know he is married. Hah! I think he got me too. He also looks fantastic in anything he wears. When asked about his past, answers are vague but it makes him a very sexy mysterious man you wanna go through uncharted waters to find out. The smokes. The suit. The air of arrogant. The empty sweet nothings. Here you go. Mr Don Draper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theantiroom.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/draper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 428px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 394px" alt="" src="http://theantiroom.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/draper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Rudd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myfavouritejew.com/clientimages/f39968a2923bd4a9d923e3dd150tn2_paul_rudd_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 468px" alt="" src="http://www.myfavouritejew.com/clientimages/f39968a2923bd4a9d923e3dd150tn2_paul_rudd_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;David Duchovny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't start with asking me to pronounce his name. I watched Season 1 of Californication and have always been drawn towards him. Well, the show was not the most moral show u can find and i don't know what attracts me to him. That must be also the reason (which is a reason i don't grasp?) why i used to follow The X Files as a kid when i never understood it. He is also now in rehab for sex addiction. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://celebritytoday.today.com/files/2008/08/davidduchovny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px" alt="" src="http://celebritytoday.today.com/files/2008/08/davidduchovny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now for some younger men :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cristiano Ronaldo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been crazy about him since i was 15 or 16 but the craziness is wearing thin now. You wouldn't believe me if i told you i still have the cut outs of him i used to collect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n50/pimpin_krystal/cristiano_ronaldo_pepe_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px" alt="" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n50/pimpin_krystal/cristiano_ronaldo_pepe_07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert Buckley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not very well known fella from Lipstick Jungle. Sad to say the show is cancelled :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cm1.theinsider.com/media/0/54/93/Robert_Buckley_1.0.0.0x0.432x649.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 628px" alt="" src="http://cm1.theinsider.com/media/0/54/93/Robert_Buckley_1.0.0.0x0.432x649.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daniel Henny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart melts seeing him. What a heartthrob. Only seen him in one movie i saw on Oktonite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hoahoctro.vn/upload/20080226/Daniel%20Henney%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 436px" alt="" src="http://www.hoahoctro.vn/upload/20080226/Daniel%20Henney%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not forgetting the crew of Thunder From Down Under that came to Zirca! It got me lusting for another performance :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry but it was impossible to find which crew it was that came to Singapore. But there was this guy named Jonathan and another BIG and BALD guy who did his dry humping (uh hm) and danced the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm. I'm definitely very much less bored now :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-7138575717630445926?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/7138575717630445926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=7138575717630445926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7138575717630445926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7138575717630445926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/03/men.html' title='Men'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yh7C99Uri5s/SZWPHCgrBwI/AAAAAAAABmo/mqsCQM_kUYo/s72-c/clive-owen2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1516530593184628991</id><published>2009-03-21T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:07:32.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumming Around</title><content type='html'>That's what i do. That's what i do best. It has been a month? Or so i think since i blogged. I only remembered when someone told me they chanced upon my blog. Geez. There was so much i wanted to write and now they are just fragments of my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i'm so good at bein lazy, i doubt i'll be updating the 'friends' link section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week i went to Phuket! It was fantastic! All the water and sporting activities, nightlife and pretty luxurious resort. It is refreshing :D i'm hoping next time i wouldn't be carrying extra baggage :p i think pictures explain a whole lot more so go ahead and visit my fb profile and click on albums. I wished i've taken more pictures of the shopping, eating and snorkeling trip ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1516530593184628991?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1516530593184628991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1516530593184628991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1516530593184628991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1516530593184628991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/03/bumming-around.html' title='Bumming Around'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-5624670848440604458</id><published>2009-02-12T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:08:09.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not sure how to name/describe how i feel</title><content type='html'>A friend asked me about my GPA while we were waiting for our turns in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blahblahblah&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: What is your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Me: You guess la..&lt;br /&gt;P: 3.7 huh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: NO WAY! Horrible. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;. 3.1 :(&lt;br /&gt;P: WHAT?! SO LOW!&lt;br /&gt;Me: What about you?&lt;br /&gt;P: Anything less than 3 cannot say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;feeel&lt;/span&gt;... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;feeel&lt;/span&gt;... (inserted words here). I'm actually lamenting on the fact that i should have studied more looking at my university options after being SLAMMED/REJECTED (inserted any word) by my mum to go for overseas studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through one of my test paper and i was 6 marks/ 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;qns&lt;/span&gt; away from perfect scores in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;MCQ&lt;/span&gt; section and an A for the test. The 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;qns&lt;/span&gt; mistake was my mistake to copy answers from others! DAMN IT!  Lesson learnt: Never copy from even the best students! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;feeeel&lt;/span&gt;... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;feeeel&lt;/span&gt;... (insert word here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a D+ for one of my test. I HAVE NEVER EVER EVER EVER GOTTEN ANYTHING LIKE THAT BEFORE! I feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. At least i know i can feel better because the *free* greeting card i ordered from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;foldees&lt;/span&gt; has reached me! Just in time ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. At least i feel better when i realised i fared well for one of my test. Big relief. Big consolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i feel like crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-5624670848440604458?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/5624670848440604458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=5624670848440604458' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5624670848440604458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5624670848440604458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-not-sure-how-to-namedescribe-how-i.html' title='I&apos;m not sure how to name/describe how i feel'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1440032078057214977</id><published>2009-02-06T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:40:29.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underworld 3 : Rise of Lycans</title><content type='html'>I am a big fan of the Underworld Series. It is better than the ridiculous vampire lovely dovey twilight movie with ridiculously handsome Edward Cullen. Hey. In Underworld you have hot vampires kate beckin-something and Lucian. Oddly enough, i find Lucian incredibly attractive. Not because he is a slave or werewolves. In fact, hairy men turns me off. Usually, i like muscular and broad shoulders men. But Lucian... He is the opposite. Small in size, slightly muscular for a small guy like him in his tight black leathery pants with criss cross details on his crotch rather than zips ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. Back to the movie. It brings them back to the pass on how the feud between Lycans and Vampires. Even though Victor has always been the bad fella but i totally feel for him. He sacrifices so much, even his daughter, to atone for his mistakes and for the sake of maintaining the covenant which fell during his leadership. Not so much sympathy of Lucian :( If it wasn't for him freeing everyone else things wouldn't have gone so badly and Sonia would have survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Sonia.. What can i say? When i first saw the Underworld 3 trailer, i went ballistic thinking out of so many actress why they pick this slut! In the movie i finally understood why... She has a sex scene! Like all her other shows... In fact, this movie always had a sex scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It totally reminded me of the time i watched the underworld 2 dvd with a friend of mine and he excused himself right before the sex scene. LOL. Naturally, i fast forwarded it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the movie is a must see for Underworld fans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1440032078057214977?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1440032078057214977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1440032078057214977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1440032078057214977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1440032078057214977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/02/underworld-3-rise-of-lycans.html' title='Underworld 3 : Rise of Lycans'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-3517047855150538247</id><published>2009-02-04T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:54:57.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When All Hope Is Gone</title><content type='html'>I find myself in a pretty tensed up predicament. It doesn't just suck, it tears you apart. Thinking about it all day and night and the consequences down the road. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been following American Idol more faithfully than any other seasons. Somehow i found this season the singing good and some funny dudes. Haha. Ohhhh. The bikini girl... Eeeeeeks. No further explanation are needed for how she even got in. Simon and Ryan Seacrest must be enjoying her presence! The new judge? I kinda like her on the show. New person to argue with Simon :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is being to be slowing down but exams are nearing. All the work to fill up lectures notes, photocopy whatever it is and the studying. Gaaah. Lucky for me, 2 exams and it's gonna be done on the 1st two days of exam week. Weeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping my fingers crossed for some light at the end of the tunnel and she's very doubtful of it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-3517047855150538247?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/3517047855150538247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=3517047855150538247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3517047855150538247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3517047855150538247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-all-hope-is-gone.html' title='When All Hope Is Gone'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6631837889847883219</id><published>2009-02-01T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:42:22.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over My Head</title><content type='html'>I swear i am turning into a dull person. This semester of school is killing me. I was thinking if this is how JC students feel like. Life is just all about school. I am lamenting the fact that my grades suck so badly right now. When the opportunity which i thought didn't have now presents itself and i don't have the grades. ffffffffffffffffffffff. Will keep whoever reads my blog updated about this on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH. I'm saying nonsense. I wanted to blog about something but i left it among all the daydreams which i shall not share here :P These daydreams doesn't stop at all. Someone please come with your needles and poke the humongous bubbles above my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY collection didn't go as well as last year. I guess the recession are hurting my relatives pockets pretty badly too. Such social gatherings are awkward especially when you meet your mum's cousins kids around the same age but have nothing to talk about because of shyness and also judging how smart and weird there are. They dress alright and i know they are smart and weird because they are reading and talking about psychology, biology, enzymes and saliva (both of them are the same right?) while others are visiting. And oh! Turns out one of them is a S'pore Scholar who went overseas somewhere. Details are not exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in a few weeks, another celebration/"festive" day. Too much social pressure to enjoy yourself or be engage in celebration of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6631837889847883219?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6631837889847883219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6631837889847883219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6631837889847883219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6631837889847883219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/02/over-my-head.html' title='Over My Head'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6007928121199294397</id><published>2009-01-22T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:08:21.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Old</title><content type='html'>This year i turn 20 and this year i turn 21 according to the lunar new year calendar. Sigh. I'm no longer a teen! Life is getting as surreal as it can get now. Worried about employment upon graduation like any other old adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you get older, headaches just gets worst! When i have headaches, i HAVE to shun away light even under normal lighting condition. Example: Dining under a lamp. My dysfunctional ear will suddenly be under it's best performance or is it my head amplify the noise i hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just checked out this website shown on the ads on my blog. You buy greetings cards. Not just the boring hallmark card. Cool designed ones! Another smart crowd sourcing idea ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6007928121199294397?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6007928121199294397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6007928121199294397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6007928121199294397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6007928121199294397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/01/feeling-old.html' title='Feeling Old'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-545878532705407212</id><published>2009-01-20T01:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T02:05:22.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the time i wished i took back all the time i didn't want</title><content type='html'>i want all the time i wasted during other school holidays back now! There are just countless number of task to do. School, projects, spring cleaning, etc. gosh. I just don't know how to fill my organiser up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate spring cleaning. I'm quite a neat person. I can find things i need easily but those with low priority gets chucked here, there, everywhere! You can imagine the dump of magazines, greys anatomy dvd and bags on the floor all collecting dust. This year the plan is to squeeze everything in the closet and dust all corners with nothing lying on the floor. That would already be a feat. Dear oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two things just popped into my head as i type. another errand. grrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of all the boring whining crap of mine. I have been getting crazy ideas and i wished i had time to execute them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) YANE HOMEMADE LOLLIPOP with extra extra ingredients ;)&lt;br /&gt;2) Fry some more delicious pappadum!&lt;br /&gt;3) Put marsh mellow into the oven. wonder what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh another thing popped into my head. My phone went bonkers. Sigh. Now i have to go through the process of finding one, renewing contract, queuing and talking to idiots at starhub. Oh right. I have yet to fix the xbox 360 too. WOW! I really shouldn't have procrastinate small matters. It is just taxing to think about it. No wonder people get secretary to do OUTSIDE work stuffs. I wouldn't mind a secretary. umm hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty. good night world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-545878532705407212?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/545878532705407212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=545878532705407212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/545878532705407212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/545878532705407212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-time-i-wished-i-took-back-all.html' title='This is the time i wished i took back all the time i didn&apos;t want'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1508443866775582555</id><published>2009-01-08T11:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:18:21.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams/Nightmares</title><content type='html'>Three times within a month, i have dreamt of terrifying stuff - death, another one i don't recall of but i am pretty sure it is nothing good then murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is going on with me?! I do not want to commit a murder or be murdered then go to hell. Oh, actually in my dream/nightmare i went up. So is it heaven? No idea. It was freaky. Not the kind of heaven that movies always portray with white tall gates, angels, bright golden halos, fluffy clouds and smiles. Instead, it was ghostly people leading a "life" in a mall like place having activities to do. Before i got up there, i was held captive and i manage to run off into the lift. Right before i woke up, my kidnapper caught up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another nightmare which i don't recall of but gave me the same confusing feeling waking up like this morning after dreaming about the murder. I was the murderer. It was way beyond what a girl like me can do. All the strength needed to break someone neck. Why are there familiar faces during and after the murder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pieces don't fit together. I try and try as i write this to recall what was the other nightmare about hoping to make sense of all this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1508443866775582555?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1508443866775582555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1508443866775582555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1508443866775582555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1508443866775582555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2009/01/dreamsnightmares.html' title='Dreams/Nightmares'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-4146579233723886574</id><published>2008-12-30T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:05:48.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>This coming year there won't be any new year resolution. Instead, ANYTHING GOOD DOES IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah. It's vague but in this case there isn't any boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good year forward guys but not better than mine! :D ;) :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-4146579233723886574?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/4146579233723886574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=4146579233723886574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4146579233723886574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4146579233723886574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-2921055530414273893</id><published>2008-12-23T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:39:00.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Laugh</title><content type='html'>If you need a good laugh, or not, u should go catch the Yes Man. It is the funniest movie i have seen this year. I was laughing so hard i was shaking in my seat! Haha! But the materials weren't that fantastic. Like now, i have forgotten what i was laughing about :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen is my heartthrob. There is one particular scene in the movie that i love! Go watch the interview on ellen show on youtube and the most charming thing about him is his laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next movie to catch - Ip Man! I think there is too many exclamation marks in one post. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yane wishes she feels peachy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any-ho, merry christmas to all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*to you know who you are, i really like that GUN !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-2921055530414273893?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/2921055530414273893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=2921055530414273893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2921055530414273893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2921055530414273893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-laugh.html' title='Good Laugh'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-5610277386427808333</id><published>2008-12-18T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T02:21:31.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snap Snap Snap</title><content type='html'>I think I'm more productive when i am short of time and sense of urgency kicks in. It isn't because of poor time management but just real lack of time. In between time i just snap away - I've been told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body can't sleep, eat and think well if the soul doesn't feel at peace. Dumb meditation or yoga isn't gonna help the soul feel well but bubble wrapping it will help. Yes it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks to the end of this year and i don't like it. This whole year has been bad and i haven't done anything nice. purrrfect. The pursuit for life, liberty and laughter hasn't made much progress AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Life don't just suck. It's torture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-5610277386427808333?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/5610277386427808333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=5610277386427808333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5610277386427808333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5610277386427808333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/12/snap-snap-snap.html' title='Snap Snap Snap'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6119958633706263071</id><published>2008-12-11T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:25:39.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misunderstood</title><content type='html'>I think i come across some people as cold or stern. But really. I'm just sick and tired of people not getting my name right. Refer to this &lt;a href="http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/11/seriously-my-name-is-not-hard-to.html"&gt;POST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine going for class and correcting them to pronounce your name right. Imagine signing/registering something having them call you back and first thing you do is correct them. When meeting someone they go "I'm sorry?" 3 effing times? And oh. Did i mention what happened at the workplace? Better skip that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly given my wealth of experience, only 2 out of 5 get it right. I probably go through 8 teachers each year for the past 12 years of education. In my life i think i signed up for at least 30 things that requires them to call back and address. I worked with 20 people? Everything comes up to 8*12 + 30 + 20 = 146 round up to 150 and only 2 out of 5 got it right which makes 60 corrections for my past 19 years. I haven't considered people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; met and email correspondence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY MY NAME IS NOT HARD TO PRONOUNCE PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pressure from school is kicking in. I have reports due on the 1st week of January. Mid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; tests on the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; week of January. And then more tests in early February and then exams! Also, scouting for University programmes. Dear oh dear.... Just thinking about it #%^((^$#@#*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas sales will TRULY begin soon! Better grab them fast. Or else the only sale left is for you know who and the available size will start from 20. Next time instead of having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GSS&lt;/span&gt; we shall have FAT ASS SALE too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6119958633706263071?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6119958633706263071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6119958633706263071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6119958633706263071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6119958633706263071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/12/misunderstood.html' title='Misunderstood'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-8605656461394914020</id><published>2008-12-05T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T01:21:41.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Nonsense Comes Up When I'm Mentally Tired but not Physically</title><content type='html'>This is something funny. I know what i wanna do for a living. I wanna be a life coach! Could see myself in some glitzy house coaching a shipwreck to get out of drugs, drinks and smoke. Basically the rock n' roll life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i'll have to do is get them to quit (the hardest part) then guide them to what millions of ordinary folks do on daily basis. Wake up, get dressed, have breakfast, be punctual for their 9-5pm job, have clean good fun at dinner, come home and sleep. I will help them with their life and i'll suck all the freaking fortune out of them. Then they will have no choice but to stick to their routine. In a way, i'm training them getting them to be ready to be another ordinary citizen working to make ends meet by doing so i slowly take their fortune away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time i visit my blog, i would know the shit i'm talking about. So pardon me now folks and sleep tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-8605656461394914020?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/8605656461394914020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=8605656461394914020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8605656461394914020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8605656461394914020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-nonsense-comes-up-when-im-mentally.html' title='This Nonsense Comes Up When I&apos;m Mentally Tired but not Physically'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-2824169376203236551</id><published>2008-11-30T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:13:10.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last, I'm Done!</title><content type='html'>Hoooray! I made it through 3 months of internship at Citi! Great bunch of people to be working with. School is so much more exciting! Guess what? No tutorial on the first week. Meaning no school on Monday and Wednesday. Weeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm expecting more variety going on in my life aside with more time aside for fun and laughter. Friday was a positive start! However, spending my pay on drinks isn't the wise thing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, time to start going back to the swimming or gym. All the snacking at work has to be burnt off. Swimming partner anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Sales is coming soon :D Hoping i get to leave the country for a holiday. Never mind if i don't have spare change for shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to catch up on tv now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-2824169376203236551?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/2824169376203236551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=2824169376203236551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2824169376203236551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2824169376203236551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-last-im-done.html' title='At Last, I&apos;m Done!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1182536776025530324</id><published>2008-11-16T19:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:22:58.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Map For Saturday</title><content type='html'>Nat Geo Adventure is now my favourite channel Starhub has to offer. Besides 'A Map for Saturday' i really like 'Don't Tell My Mother'. They are not the conventional travel show we get on discovery travel and living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Map for Saturday truly reveals raw first hand feelings of solo backpackers. Video footage of 365 days of backpacking around the world in the most unglamourous fashion, jam packed into 2 hours of show. After watching it I've established a few good points. Backpacking is a cool idea. But not exactly what everyone wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living on a budget means moving from hostel and dorms sharing beds and filthy toilets. Wearing the same set of clothes, being alone and homeless most of the time. Friendship? They end and begin almost instantaneously. Especially when you're travelling alone these BP usually bare their feelings to one another when they get company. They end up being partners for the time they have in the country. Then comes the hard part of saying 'goodbye and hope I'll see you around' knowing well that they probably will never see each other anymore. They don't judge themselves as sluts or man whore for sleeping with their closest best friend they have during that short period of time with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They get sick of asking each other the same questions like where have you been and how long their journey is gonna be. Sometimes they even forget to ask what's their name. All of them agree that backpacking in Europe is too costly and they all love Asia. After months of travelling even looking at the most beautiful waterfall, sunset/sunrise, mountains gets boring. I felt that way on a 10 days tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around the world do hate Americans! Haha. So these Americans pretend to be Canadians so they get the friendly treatment and no political arguments. Geez. Next time, ask them for passport as proof! They send emails and pictures of those BP friends they meet. Oddly enough sometimes they end up in the same place talking about the same poor folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it feel nice? To have seen most of the world, met people from all walks of life but it slowly fades away from your memory when you get back to your 9-5 job and those emails you get from those still backpacking becomes totally irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally like the show although I'm not too sure what attracted me. Definitely not the lifestyle. The taste of freedom and carefree with the only worry you have is housing and safety which happens to be what people work so hard for and to protect. I probably like it because i know i will never do such a thing and that's the closest i can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the show is named A Map for Saturday because they lose track of days and everyday feels like a Saturday. Oh boy. Ain't life nice like that? I googled the tittle of the show and turns out it has won numerous awards at film festivals. I wouldn't mind ordering the dvd for deleted scenes and interivew. Kudos to the guy who travelled the world alone and produced this documentary. Now i'm reading his blog that he kept updated while travelling around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1182536776025530324?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1182536776025530324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1182536776025530324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1182536776025530324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1182536776025530324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/11/map-for-saturday.html' title='A Map For Saturday'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-4449747954131651069</id><published>2008-11-13T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:53:06.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously My Name is Not Hard to Pronounce</title><content type='html'>Yane is just pronounce as ONE syllabus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you pronounce Kane as Ka-Ne?&lt;br /&gt;Do you pronounce Jane as Ja-Ne?&lt;br /&gt;Do you pronounce Sage as Sa-Ge?&lt;br /&gt;Do you pronounce Neal as Ne-Al?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No? I guess so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seem to be a sudden influx or freedom for the mentally unstable in S'pore. Mentally unstable refers to those who starts laughing, talking, yelling at anything or anyone in public. It's disturbing for ordinary people. I do not know if I'm safe or should i keep a 3m distance in case they start waving a Swiss army knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i don't get why they advertise the Levis 501 jeans but they don't sell the woman 501 in Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-4449747954131651069?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/4449747954131651069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=4449747954131651069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4449747954131651069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4449747954131651069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/11/seriously-my-name-is-not-hard-to.html' title='Seriously My Name is Not Hard to Pronounce'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-3190839834773413909</id><published>2008-11-04T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:47:10.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Gaaaaah. Bad day at work. I hate interpreting &amp;amp; guessing in-betweens what the entire conversation means too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching 90210 on chnl 18 now. It's so lame. I don't remember the last preppy high school show (The OC) being as bad as 90210. If teens really grow up or emulate them, then beverly hills are filled with rotten apples. Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad day, bad show. I deserve a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-3190839834773413909?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/3190839834773413909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=3190839834773413909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3190839834773413909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3190839834773413909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1732003592375329573</id><published>2008-10-25T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T17:49:56.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick One</title><content type='html'>This place smells a little bit vacant. I'll be occupying this place as much as i can when work ends in nov. 2 months has come and fly by so darn quick. See... Whining does help ;p Working isn't all that bad. You have no life, at least for me, but when you do get out you get to spend without feeling bad at all. A good example would be the cab rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yaaaaaayyyy! Recession! I'm sitting, wishing, hoping, waiting for interest rates to continue falling and i'll be expecting a car right on my doorstep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1732003592375329573?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1732003592375329573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1732003592375329573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1732003592375329573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1732003592375329573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-place-smells-little-bit-vacant.html' title='A Quick One'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-2288836107473364404</id><published>2008-10-10T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T00:05:38.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baaaaaaaaaaah</title><content type='html'>Wow. Time flies fast when all you do is eat, work and sleep. I hardly have time to be bored OUTSIDE the office. The internship has to finish sooner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i want to go book and cd shopping. After buying that i would leave them on my desk or rack and collect dust. I don't have time for reading books because the ones i borrowed are still collecting dust! My laptop disk thingy is also spoilt. That means no way of playing cds or dvds :( I'm never ever ever ever ever buying HP products anymore. Not because it sucks but the service do and it screws up everything else from that point onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work makes me a boring person. I have nothing to say on my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-2288836107473364404?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/2288836107473364404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=2288836107473364404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2288836107473364404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2288836107473364404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/10/baaaaaaaaaaah.html' title='Baaaaaaaaaaah'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-5156664303176797322</id><published>2008-10-01T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:12:31.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Concert I Missed which Turns Out to be a Blessing In Disguise</title><content type='html'>Last Friday i was sulking deep inside me that i did not get to go for the Diana Krall concert because people were unavailable and most of my friends have never even heard of her. And when i introduced her to a particular friend of mine i get bad bad bad remarks! THANKS AH! You know who you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to go because&lt;br /&gt;1) I REALLY LOVE HER MUSIC&lt;br /&gt;2) IT'S AT KEPPEL BAY&lt;br /&gt;3) PARTY ON A YACHT (which i might not even get in but it must be a huge one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would expect a grand entrance with red carpet to the yacht, the VIPS all dressed up, paparazzi all around, the great scenery at keppel bay although i'm not too sure what i will see at night and i didn't care if her tickets cost a bomb. The cheapest was $125.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only today i found out the venue was switched to fort canning park. The whole concert was drowned by the noise from f1 cars and the ambience was just bad compared to what you would have paid for at the keppel bay. Remember friday morning? It poured. And it was held at fort canning. You get it right? AND the audiences got plastic chairs similar to the ones you get at kopitiams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and imagine the 2 scenarios... I bet many were terribly upset. Likewise for me IF I PAID AND WENT. I think i would end up hating her whether or not she's directly to blame for the change in venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mark, like you promise :D we are gonna have to fly to Paris or London to catch her concert now. Hehe. ALIVE! Not at her tombstone like those crazy Elvis fans does to celebrate his  anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-5156664303176797322?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/5156664303176797322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=5156664303176797322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5156664303176797322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5156664303176797322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/10/concert-i-missed-which-turns-out-to-be.html' title='The Concert I Missed which Turns Out to be a Blessing In Disguise'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1886756386040323357</id><published>2008-09-28T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T15:32:13.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiery</title><content type='html'>I spent the day at CDM yesterday w sy and now my thighs are on fire. Red hot! ouch ouch ouch!  I also noticed a scar on the china girl butt while she was changing. It was really a head turner for the wrong reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And work is work. I'm extremely productive in the morning and then it just plumets right after lunch. I finally have my desk, computer and access to the system. The whole idea of working in the office with "walls" sectioning them off into cubicles as your workspace makes me feel claustrophobic. After work, i feel drained get into the usual comfort home clothes and watch tv. Ahhh. I miss the good old days where i have time to load movies/shows off the net and watch them. I guess the new season of many shows that i anticipated for months would have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I gotta get ready and leave the house soon. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1886756386040323357?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1886756386040323357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1886756386040323357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1886756386040323357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1886756386040323357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/09/fiery.html' title='Fiery'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-2913556808819311579</id><published>2008-09-18T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:00:44.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Nothing Much to Say</title><content type='html'>My usual routine after putting on the laptop would be facebook, email then blog. With the current time constraint and tiredness i hardly get enough time to use facebook let alone blogging. So just for today because i felt like blogging I'm forsaking facebook. DID YOU HEAR ME? I'M FORSAKING FACEBOOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaahhhh. Still no satisfaction from work. My injuries so far - 3 paper cuts :p  I'm extremely concerned that i would GET FAT since all i do 5 days a week is sit in the office aside the occasional heavy lifting (boxes). For the other 2 days i sleep as much as i can. Damn! I'm good in bed.. I can sleep 12hours a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone interested to go for swim after work?&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested to go for Diana Krall concert with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you guys read the papers on one of these days? The MP of Marine Parade suggested holding exit interviews for Singaporean citizens moving abroad and giving up their citizenship. What a joke. How can he not be embarrassed for making such suggestions to get more suggestions to make Singapore a better place? Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now. Off to facebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-2913556808819311579?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/2913556808819311579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=2913556808819311579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2913556808819311579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2913556808819311579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/09/theres-nothing-much-to-say.html' title='There&apos;s Nothing Much to Say'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-2632330001791352863</id><published>2008-09-13T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T18:22:04.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifeless</title><content type='html'>The title says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now hold a job that pays me to print, photocopy and make sure oranges match with oranges accordingly. Occupation risk? Well, paper cuts and pricks from staple bullets. Job satisfaction? Negative! Hours? Minimum 8 hours daily but can stretch to 10 hours without over time pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored shit less at work. The only blessing i see from all that is that time flies faster doing something than doing nothing. Things i do are mindless thus making my head hurt. It is true! Just like lying in bed for too long your limbs go numb and useless. Now, my head is a little brainless. Just by reading the crap i wrote that doesn't make much sense is direct prove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's happening in September?&lt;br /&gt;- Start of my internship!&lt;br /&gt;- My birthday is tomorrow! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;- Diana Krall concert! Yay! But no one wants to go with me :(&lt;br /&gt;- F1! Yay! But i don't have tickets :(&lt;br /&gt;- Singapore biennale! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-2632330001791352863?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/2632330001791352863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=2632330001791352863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2632330001791352863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2632330001791352863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/09/lifeless.html' title='Lifeless'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6325452194384754864</id><published>2008-09-04T13:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:10:44.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey you! Guess my mood!</title><content type='html'>Yane STILL thinks Tyra Banks show is full of shit! And her audiences are all bimbos! Yesterday, i saw the embracing your BFA (big fat ass) movement. OMG! They are obviously promoting obesity and encouraging fat people to stay fat. It's okay to have BFA and curvy body like J Lo but not BFA and chunks of fatty limbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yane also thinks McCain VP candidate Palin is full of shit. She makes very empowering speech but later we were told she had it written by George Bush speechwriter. PUH - LEASE! So much for fighting for CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yane strongly believes that money makes the world go round since it has been proven right countless of times not by her but people surrounding her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yane feels that it is rightful to be a irrational tyrant particularly at the time of the month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yane really discourages people from watching 'Sense of home' on channel 5. And if you haven't heard of it, good. Stay away from it. It's all the Singapore Government brainwashing actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6325452194384754864?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6325452194384754864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6325452194384754864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6325452194384754864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6325452194384754864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-you-guess-my-mood.html' title='Hey you! Guess my mood!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-2365129355477392196</id><published>2008-08-31T01:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T02:28:21.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHATEVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Exams turned out really bad for me. The thought of taking a supplementary paper(which means i failed) crossed my mind many times. I have about 10 free days before i get dumped to do cheap labour. And i don't get a good intuition about where i might end up because of the things i've said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I don't ask for a lot of things. When i do ask for something, it's huge. Then i ponder to myself is it too much to ask? Am i just selfish?&lt;br /&gt;I don't like taking NO as an answer. It happens and i usually deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;This time round i'm more determined than ever to get it MYSELF. But I still feel shiity. Maybe it's the rejection part. Maybe it's the hard part of achieving it. Maybe it's the bursting of my mental bubbles. Maybe it's all the empty talk i've been fed with. Maybe it's my failure of convincing and conning.&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY (i hate using those 2 words) i had seen this coming years ago (but it's not really possible) i would be prepared and self reliant then i wouldn't be feeling shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always gets tough before the good gets going. WHICH is ABSOLUTELY relevant in this case!&lt;br /&gt;Good bye HELL NO and I say HELL YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-2365129355477392196?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/2365129355477392196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=2365129355477392196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2365129355477392196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2365129355477392196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/08/whatever.html' title='WHATEVER'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-8016327506253527588</id><published>2008-08-23T19:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T19:49:58.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Goner</title><content type='html'>No one can help you except yourself. In that case, i'm so effing screwed for my exams. I don't think i remember things that i read. FOR REAL! Even though i'm concern my action doesn't reflect so! I believe they are in my subconscious mind and the only way i can pass the exams is to hypnotise myself after reading through the exam questions. Far fetched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha: Ohh. Drinking is like love. It starts out okay. The singing and laughing part is real fun. Then hits this ugly turn around the crying and yelling part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank the doorman: I would tell you about the throwing up part but it would ruin the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha: Who is Renee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: Number 1 - Renee is a HE. Number 2 - Renee is your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha: But but but. I have Tod! He's my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: Wait wait. Number 3 - Renee is married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha: Oooooh. I'm baaaaaddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Samantha Who? I LOVE THE SHOW. She gets into a car accident and comes out with amnesia. Follow her journey to er.. finding herself.. or not..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-8016327506253527588?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/8016327506253527588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=8016327506253527588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8016327506253527588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8016327506253527588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-goner.html' title='I&apos;m a Goner'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-7729541859306662457</id><published>2008-08-15T12:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T12:25:16.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>News Cast</title><content type='html'>Welcome to prime time news on News Cast. Here on News Cast we provide you short happenings as short as one liners for busy bees like you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top stories today, girls sporting large black framed glasses without lenses looks ridiculously dumb and cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, afraid of taking public transport? Be terrified! One passenger watched a girl stare in horror as a VERY OBESE sweaty guy beside her on the bus. We interviewed other passengers who witness the event "seriousness aside, it was oddly amusing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sports, recent workers and students with punctuality problems find running for buses a refreshing morning run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end the program, we bring you the weather forecast. Sunny sun and hazy days for Singapore. Haze coming from Indonesia and hazier skies ahead with the annual excessive burning of joss paper during the Ghost festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better be safe than sorry or so they say. Ghost superstition warns against swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for tuning in and i look forward to bringing you the next episode of News Cast. Good Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-7729541859306662457?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/7729541859306662457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=7729541859306662457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7729541859306662457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7729541859306662457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/08/news-cast.html' title='News Cast'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-2241440711460740336</id><published>2008-08-13T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:02:32.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Different Scenarios</title><content type='html'>"I'm in awe for such a remarkable talent you have"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not only are you good at destroying objects you are damn good at foiling plans unwittingly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People just don't get it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But i do. Partially"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Knowing is good enough. And we did it! So shame on the those who doesn't appreciate it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You should have seen it coming."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Was i suppose to? It wasn't for me to control but you. Don't you feel a least bit responsible?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uhhhh. Nope. Not at all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 different scenarios portraying 3 different people ignorance at the expense of one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-2241440711460740336?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/2241440711460740336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=2241440711460740336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2241440711460740336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2241440711460740336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-different-scenarios.html' title='3 Different Scenarios'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-7498882974900271080</id><published>2008-08-09T23:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:15:50.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeky Ex-President</title><content type='html'>Here's George Bush giving his American Olympians moral support by turning up for practices. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r80_3RFPMbQ/SJ2zTc2d7MI/AAAAAAAAABo/nWLDFmMTXRc/s1600-h/asd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232535488817917122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r80_3RFPMbQ/SJ2zTc2d7MI/AAAAAAAAABo/nWLDFmMTXRc/s320/asd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r80_3RFPMbQ/SJ2zI5T8oDI/AAAAAAAAABg/bWCaFKQLmFY/s1600-h/640-george-bush-vol_788317c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232535307479195698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r80_3RFPMbQ/SJ2zI5T8oDI/AAAAAAAAABg/bWCaFKQLmFY/s320/640-george-bush-vol_788317c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;---- My favourite! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. LOOK AT HIS FACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r80_3RFPMbQ/SJ2zChZfRMI/AAAAAAAAABY/1Vx72cHxKyg/s1600-h/340x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232535197980771522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r80_3RFPMbQ/SJ2zChZfRMI/AAAAAAAAABY/1Vx72cHxKyg/s320/340x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures take from dailylife.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-7498882974900271080?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/7498882974900271080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=7498882974900271080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7498882974900271080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7498882974900271080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/08/cheeky-ex-president.html' title='Cheeky Ex-President'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r80_3RFPMbQ/SJ2zTc2d7MI/AAAAAAAAABo/nWLDFmMTXRc/s72-c/asd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6746057126547374851</id><published>2008-08-08T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:31:59.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing Olympics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Techically&lt;/span&gt; speaking, this should be my 200&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; post including my saved drafts. And it's nice to say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; celebrating my 200&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; post for China!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first spectacular performance started with thousands of man dressed ancient clothes drumming in sync. The drums are carved to specific details painted in gold. A lot of their other performances had shimmering gold to the extent it hurts my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this performance with scholars chanting away and it kinda freaked me out. Oh. For people who don't know, the Chinese invented the paper and gunpowder to have it fully utilised by the Americans to create weapons of mass destruction. So there was a dance cum painting(yes, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; invented ink) while viewers are serenaded by the sound of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Guzheng&lt;/span&gt;. Speaking of which, i was actually encourage to learn how to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Guzheng&lt;/span&gt; as a kid but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; musically inclined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole show focused on the culture in the past and how it evolved into the future. There was the emperor carrying the compass (yes, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; invented them too) then followed by thousands of concubines truly depicting how emperors lived in the past :P &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Then there was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wushu&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kungfu&lt;/span&gt; throwing some kicks and punches into the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the other things they invented but not revealed in the ceremony was paper money, chopstick, umbrella and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; chess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to be Chinese :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the countries rolling out batches by batches widen my perspectives. Even island can be countries. All you need is money. The biggest batch is from Japan. Only please! Still has the guts to come out :P They might be silently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;assassinated&lt;/span&gt; in the hotel room. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA BE THERE NOW. This olympics is different from any other because it's CHINA and i'm CHINESE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6746057126547374851?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6746057126547374851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6746057126547374851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6746057126547374851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6746057126547374851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/08/beijing-olympics.html' title='Beijing Olympics!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-7568319194670028100</id><published>2008-08-07T17:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T17:31:47.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning Up My Act.. Not!</title><content type='html'>This is how my life has been with TV in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting better at shooter games. I trained my call of duty soldier for 2 hours on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xbox&lt;/span&gt; 360. I'm getting ready to kick my boyfriend ass in this game when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching TV till 2am. They had a replay of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;women's&lt;/span&gt; football &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; (China vs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sweden&lt;/span&gt;) and it got me thinking why are their sports attire so manly? For awhile i thought guys were playing when they zoomed into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; players with short hair. Why can't their wear skirts like Hockey and Tennis girls? Or they could at least wear those tight fitting tennis shirt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sharapova&lt;/span&gt; always endorse :P It's good in the sense 1) i won't mistaken them as boys 2) no one will hamper their performance by tugging their shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up watching CNA in bed and tommorrow i'll be having breakfast in bed. Later this evening it will be snacks on my bed and a greasy controller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle between my enjoyment and wallet still continues... I walked out of the game store yesterday without the guitar hero game and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still thinking of getting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like i got a kick in the butt today. Painful it might be, it could very well knock me into my senses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-7568319194670028100?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/7568319194670028100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=7568319194670028100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7568319194670028100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7568319194670028100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-how-my-life-has-been-with-tv-in.html' title='Cleaning Up My Act.. Not!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-8833580086165006179</id><published>2008-08-03T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:00:39.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite Something</title><content type='html'>I'm so proud of myself! Yahooooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a tv together which means i can screw. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Finding a screw of the right size in the toolbox ain't easy. And i don't understand why there are so many sizes of alan key. People just need screwing! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I connected the tv to the cpu.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the right cables since the cathode ray tv monitor uses different cables.&lt;br /&gt;I rearranged the modem, router, phone wires neatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY THINK I'M QUITE SOMETHING!&lt;br /&gt;who needs electricians. who needs man. Man just let the tv sit on the floor for one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm better at electronics handy work than cooking. It is something i wouldn't change ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-8833580086165006179?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/8833580086165006179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=8833580086165006179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8833580086165006179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8833580086165006179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/08/quite-something.html' title='Quite Something'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-5441756762154156991</id><published>2008-08-01T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:30:14.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Eclipse of the Sun</title><content type='html'>Check the photos out by clicking on the title.&lt;br /&gt;That is so awesome. I wished i was there to catch it.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it odd? It is the 1 of August there is the solar eclipse and the first day of the Hungry Ghost Festival. Bad luck? Even ancient chinese astronomers and feng shui expert thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaken from the bell signalling the first day of each month at 12 noon i pondered while i was half awake which is worst - Being bored or being stress? This week i heard myself whine about how bored i am and how un-enriching (is there such a word?) my life is. Next week, i'm going to hear myself whine about how effing stress up i'll be for exam preparations. My mind blanks out just thinking about all the catching up i'll have to do for skipping all the lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent all day walloging in my own lonliness listening to Dire Straits trying to read inbetween the lyrics. I recently pick up the album from TP library and it's one of the best pick out of many many worst. Apparently the librarians do not have much taste in music (assuming they were given the task to buy cds) but then again each to his/her own. Sometimes i really do think they cater more for the lecturers with audio cds related to marriage and music cds with likes of enya and cher. Thankfully they have a decent collection of new and old movies for me to kill time during my long hour breaks inbetween classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm expecting the xbox 360 on monday and i don't know to put my new tv. My room is so cluttered up. Should i get Guitar Hero game? The ratings are good but i'm not sure if it jusifies the hefty price tag of $150 for a game and plastic guitar. Heck. You can get a decent electric/acoustic guitar with that price.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-5441756762154156991?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://news.yahoo.com/nphotos/Total-eclipse-sun/ss/events/sc/080108solareclipse#photoViewer=/080801/483/9ce0e4a44b684a3090e158f537940012' title='Total Eclipse of the Sun'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/5441756762154156991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=5441756762154156991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5441756762154156991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5441756762154156991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/08/total-eclipse-of-sun.html' title='Total Eclipse of the Sun'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6928923184096841249</id><published>2008-07-31T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:15:32.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello There.</title><content type='html'>My week has been smooth and calm without any project deadlines to meet and i can close my eyes in the middle of the day without giving a heck about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did i do during the week? I finally attended my first driving lesson. Driving is fun!Learning something new is fun! Booking a slot is almost impossible. I think everyone logs in the day slots open. It is mad. Earlier on i was at Ubi applying for my PDL. And for almost an hour i was listening to an audiobook named The Dark River. Audiobooks are for the lazy who finds (me) holding a book tiresome, reading tiny words too much of a strain for the eyes. I barely got the story even though all i had to do was wait and listen attentively. My attention span is so short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i've been hitting the swimming pool and gym at least once a week. And my motto is "whatever you lose, you gain back" meaning "whatever calories you lose, you gain back". For the past 2 days, aside from my usual 3 meals a day, i also had supper and 5 desserts. Yet i don't feel a single bit guilty! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6928923184096841249?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6928923184096841249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6928923184096841249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6928923184096841249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6928923184096841249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-there.html' title='Hello There.'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-8735692972930880403</id><published>2008-07-26T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T01:18:47.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turnabout</title><content type='html'>There might be a turnabout of 'ashes' to 'other side of the world'.&lt;br /&gt;Don't dwell too much about it. I doubt anyone will ever get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-8735692972930880403?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/8735692972930880403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=8735692972930880403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8735692972930880403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8735692972930880403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/07/turnabout.html' title='Turnabout'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-157707398792817210</id><published>2008-07-25T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T01:22:23.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>US sucks!</title><content type='html'>In fact, suck is an understated. There are always 2 sides to everything. For the sake of my post, i'll list down all the things that sucks about US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They are one of the most polluted country in the entire world.&lt;br /&gt;2. They have a lot of fat people who consume too much food, create too much waste, fart and gives out too much CO2.&lt;br /&gt;3. I bet they have way more prisoners than other countries has. They spent billions of dollars keeping prisoners in jail.&lt;br /&gt;4. Seen those shows on axn that features whacky things people do? Well, they have mad road rage. So we can come to a conclusion that there is a good amount of INSANE PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;5. Also, i've seen woman attacked by a group at central park in broad daylight and police was too much of a wussy to help.&lt;br /&gt;6. MORALLY CORRUPTED.&lt;br /&gt;7. The government is a good example of the morally bankrupt. Invading Iraq for Oil and calls it WW3.&lt;br /&gt;8. Check out this post - &lt;a href="http://news.sg.msn.com/topstories/article.aspx?cp-documentid=1585209"&gt;http://news.sg.msn.com/topstories/article.aspx?cp-documentid=1585209&lt;/a&gt; EXPLOITATION!&lt;br /&gt;9. Why did they legalize gunpowder?&lt;br /&gt;10. Too many unsolved psychotic murders.&lt;br /&gt;11. What's the point of investing billions of dollars in NASA? Isn't extending Mother Earth life more important than searching for any possible life form on other planet?!&lt;br /&gt;12. Some Americans are dumb enough to hate illegal immigrants. Without them you can piss in your filthy toilets.&lt;br /&gt;13. All they care about is World Power. Constantly upgrading military weapons as threats (and also other countries follow suit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, there are great things about them. The good side of culture, food and blahblahblah. yeah yeah. A lot of what we have originated from US. If it's good we take it. Duh. And if it's bad... We try to abolished it. Don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i don't get spam by Americans. Haha. I don't think any of them read my blog.. right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-157707398792817210?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/157707398792817210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=157707398792817210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/157707398792817210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/157707398792817210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/07/us-sucks.html' title='US sucks!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1257098950492739280</id><published>2008-07-22T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T23:44:03.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Effing Kidding me?!</title><content type='html'>My exams timetable is out.. I went "you gotta be effing kidding. Which effing sadistic son of a bitch came up with our timetable". We all know that banking and finance subjects are hard.. So how about putting 2 in the same day at relatively odd times for the usual human to actually rack their brains.. Like a paper at 7pm during our dinner time. Or 930am when i usually stare at the tutor in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You MF A**hole!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1257098950492739280?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1257098950492739280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1257098950492739280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1257098950492739280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1257098950492739280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/07/are-you-effing-kidding-me.html' title='Are You Effing Kidding me?!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-3010181616099592859</id><published>2008-07-22T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:10:12.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe it's just me</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to talk/write about because that is not the point of this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How about random numbers? If you google random numbers you'll get to this site where u can randomly get numbers to buy lottery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! The new estate painting is really ugly and it will lower the value of the flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random random random. Okay. What's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 6.30pm now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-3010181616099592859?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/3010181616099592859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=3010181616099592859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3010181616099592859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3010181616099592859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/07/maybe-its-just-me.html' title='Maybe it&apos;s just me'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-7687162671889374578</id><published>2008-07-20T02:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:58:21.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About</title><content type='html'>1. I'm a hermit. I love being in my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People in the past don't pay $100 for shoes with holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Furthermore, getting caught in the rain in crocs just makes me think of marinating my toes. Ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I know this is going to sound odd but i always think about crossing the pedestrian diagonally again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I wonder if anyone will bother to read till 100. Tell me if you do okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am one of those people with lots of different username and a several email accounts. I totally rely on the save password feature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have a bad memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I changed my internet banking password 3 times. Make it 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Different days. Different mood. Different genre of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I love U2 songs. But they just sing too much about God, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. My Ipod!!!! Gotta bring it everywhere i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. American Next Top Model is a dumb shows for dumbos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I feel bad breaking a promise to myself. Specifically those cards you sign in Secondary school..... Truthfully i wasn't so sure of myself keeping to it to being with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. It is disturbing that my mum likes to go clubbing with her friends. They do it once in awhile. Friends call it cool or hip mummies. But seriously?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I'm only writing this About post so i have something to put in the "About" Tab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I like Clive Owen. There is just something about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I was amazed when i got a hot can of milk tea from a pokka vending machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. White objects(bags, shoes and so on) turns black in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Back rubs! Back rubs! Back rubs! Back rubs! Back rubs! Back rubs! Back rubs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I created a fake facebook account to see how my bf ex gf looks like. That was like a million years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. 2 albums of M.L.T.R on my itunes. I'm not a fan. And i'm not lying. It's just that they remind me of my maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I would never bungee jump or skydive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Remember Chucky from the movie? I couldn't sleep for 3 nights and i'm a big scaredy cat because of it. I was only 8years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I'm a little skeptical about the meaning of marriage these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I joined Robotics and Chess club in Secondary school. But i don't think i'm a geek or nerd. Anyway, my stay in chess club didn't last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I trash my slippers. I change them every few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I spent a day editing this template. I'm no html expert. And i'm still dissatisfied with the spaces. They look hollow and unorganized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I only buy cds from my favourite artist. The rest don't deserve being rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Determined to be a horrible wife in the future, i still don't do any household chores and cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I can't cook but i like watching Hell's Kitchen. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. I eat so much sweets that my boyfriend (Mark) steals them while i'm away from my bag and&lt;br /&gt;dumps them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do not be surprise if you see me outside and find out it isn't me. I've got friends smsing me "is that you?" or "are u at (name place)?" countless times. Even once in JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do i look common? I read an article before and they said all of us probably have only one or two look alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. My source of caffeine comes from tea. I don't like coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. I played hockey for 4years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. I like watching mafia or mob movies even though i'm quite a retard at getting the plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. I can't stand people who tries way to hard to get me to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. I think i have OCD. I show symptoms like biting my nails, tearing them and scratching whenever i'm stressed or simply bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. When i turn 21 and can finally vote, i'll deliberately give a null vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. I've thought about drawing a Singapore flag and use extra stars to form the word "LEE". But i fear the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. It worries me that M's roommate might have a hidden camera somewhere in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. My feet are weird. One is slightly larger than the other and it's difficult for me to find comfy shoes excluding sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. I always wanted to send a joke to Readers Digest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. My friend and i signed up for some membership and never attended their events once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. I didn't know i'm partly Korean until i'm 18. i think it's my mums great grandparents who met during WW2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. This is taking so long and i'm only at 46.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Digress. I can't possibly digress if i don't know where i want to be. I only care about getting what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. I forced my mum to sit beside a Daia Lama on a flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. I got chased by bulldogs and erm, one cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Never got bitten by the bulldogs. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. I'm a sucker for jelly beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. I don't understand why my bf has more shoes than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Even though i have not met all kinds of people, i'm certain we are all bastards with bastard fillings and coated with bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Believe it or not. I've never bought a dvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Can't wait to head to amsterdam and smoke pot legally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. And oh. I'm gonna try their pot brownie, cupcakes, chocolate bars and milk shake too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. I am an atheist. Didn't take you long to notice it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. I'm hokkien but i don't speak or understand hokkien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. I must get my lucky pen before every exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Space. Personal Space. Personal Time. I'm claustrophobic in that sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. I had a Hello Kitty costume for community performance when i was in kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Kids don't like me. Babies too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. I have a Must Do Things In Life list. Do you call the the Bucket List?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Have you heard of the song Honey and the Moon by Joseph Arthur? No one knows i love it till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. I also like Joseph Arthur but he sings too much about God too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. One thing i've tried and never will - riding a bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Okay... Maybe that will expand into a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. I have bad grammar. Go ahead and judge me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Do you know it is about 4am now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If i have a son in the future his name must start with a J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Transportation in Singapore is outright annoying, filthy and cramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. I like reading books. But it tires me to hold the book open and squint my eyes. So i don't read alot of books. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. There's such a thing called audio book. I haven't tried it yet. Do they read out the book for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. I never make my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. I must sleep with my feet covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. And i always flip to the colder side of my bed and pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Last night i stood by the road side and watch the moon disappear behind the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. When i look up and see the full moon lighting up the sky, my heart glows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Sometimes i don't mean it when i say i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. This is way too long. When am i stopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. I had 8 star tortoise as a kid. 2 died. Out of the 6 tortoise they laid around 4 eggs while we had them. My brother and i tried to incubated it. Haha. Duh! It didn't work. Few years back the Singapore AVA declare anyone caught with it will be jailed or fined because it is endangered. My mum donated it to AVA after that report. Who knows where it is now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. How can anyone be caught keeping star tortoises? I don't walk my tortoise in the park....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. I've never committed a crime. Unless you consider littering and jaywalking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. I call myself a model citizen even though my MSN nickname says "Yane is an outlaw".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. I'm addicted to facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. I sleepwalk or sleepwalked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Once i sleepwalked and showered with my clothes on. It must be stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Arggghh. I'm almost there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. My favourite drink is Milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. I also love having juices from kids tiny juice box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. I don't eat ordinary pineapple. I only take those from Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. I enjoy my weekly or twice weekly drink at the comfort of my own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. A teacher once told me good things are worth waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Few years later, it struck me that i have to go grab it not wait. But i still like to think what he said is right to a certain extend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. I love scrubs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. One thing i'm bent on doing by the age of 25 is to leave Singapore for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. I like the English accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. My name is not hard to pronounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. YESSSSSS. Finally!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-7687162671889374578?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/7687162671889374578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=7687162671889374578' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7687162671889374578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7687162671889374578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/07/about.html' title='About'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-4886806877112279073</id><published>2008-07-17T17:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:00:01.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Madness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tossed and turned in bed for 2 hours before i finally fell asleep from fatigue at 3am. Not surprisely, i skipped CAC lecture again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 2 hours was spent talking to myself mentally. I wonder if i'm mad or waaaaaay too imaginative. What are the odds of things i think about happening? Then again, i do want them to happen. Why would i think about them then? Or maybe not since i was actually talking to myself mentally which means I'M NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeeee..... How did the above sound normal to you? Somewhere between that 2 hours i wished i was talking to someone who would give me answers. Not anyone who knows me because answers would be bias. Not god obviously. Probably some judgemental psychiatrist would be good. But i'm not crazy enough to see one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm talking to myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.. I'm feel lazy to study for tomorrows treasury test. The mock test wasn't that hard. It was like a boost of confidence or complacency.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-4886806877112279073?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/4886806877112279073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=4886806877112279073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4886806877112279073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4886806877112279073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/07/madness.html' title='Madness'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-8488869694360342003</id><published>2008-07-14T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T00:36:24.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not How This Works</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Not How This Works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yane doesn't likes it when her brother gets a gf and dominates the phone. Because of her, Yane doesn't get to call her bf for the occasional long hour talk session at night. pffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-8488869694360342003?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/8488869694360342003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=8488869694360342003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8488869694360342003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8488869694360342003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-how-this-works.html' title='Not How This Works'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-3666778037023358707</id><published>2008-07-12T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T12:05:51.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Click</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Click Click Click&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hesitate to put your fingers into good use by clicking around my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be scared to click on the adult toys ads :P unless you are in school. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my name has been googled a couple of times for the past few weeks. Who is tracking me down? OWN UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give my blog a construction. I'm bored with how it looks. Any volunteers? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-3666778037023358707?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/3666778037023358707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=3666778037023358707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3666778037023358707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3666778037023358707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/07/click.html' title='Click'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-4918518548652901342</id><published>2008-07-09T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:39:45.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One after another</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One After Another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citibank internship job offer sucks. I would love to bitch about it but i've learnt never to disclose any work related information because it will bite u in the ass. What if your prospective employer reads it? Dear oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama? Nope. Ridiculous? Nope. How should i put it? Oh well. Fk it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago i was retrospecting. Lack of interest doesn't come sudden. Which now leaves me introspecting. I'm not good at introspecting. In fact, refuse to come to terms with IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i have some kind of stomach virus. My tummy has been very very very upset with me since Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One problem at a time. One day at a time. One drink to smoothen it out. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-4918518548652901342?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/4918518548652901342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=4918518548652901342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4918518548652901342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4918518548652901342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-after-another.html' title='One after another'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-8684650362419772729</id><published>2008-07-07T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:44:22.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence is Precious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silence is Precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is pounding as i type letter by letter ever so delicately making sure i don't make a single sound. I even have to prevent myself from clearing my throat or sneezing. All this to fill my growling stomach. I'm in this plight all thanks to that yellow faced bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting needles on my feet bcuz i can't move either!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-8684650362419772729?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/8684650362419772729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=8684650362419772729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8684650362419772729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8684650362419772729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/07/silence-is-precious.html' title='Silence is Precious'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-7095005215498725951</id><published>2008-07-04T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T18:51:26.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whines</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Whines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed my 2.4km by 1 min or so. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;I have project deadlines one after the other.&lt;br /&gt;I have a Citibank interview on Monday so i have to do some brushing up.&lt;br /&gt;I did really badly for my mid sem test.&lt;br /&gt;I am just mentally tired and physically in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have free time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-7095005215498725951?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/7095005215498725951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=7095005215498725951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7095005215498725951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7095005215498725951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/07/whines.html' title='Whines'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-4065992103412542478</id><published>2008-06-30T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:46:47.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Competitive Nature of Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Competitive Nature of Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been physically active for a year or so and i'm probably going to fail my fitness test this thursday. I went to the gym this evening as a last ditch effort to "get ready" or you might see it as measuring how badly i'll fail this Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on secondary school track record, i merely passed all my 2.4km run and this year round i have to complete that in under 17mins and 20secs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right next to me was this old man(40 years old?). Initially, it didn't bother me that this old man was staring at my board to see the speed i'm running at until i heard him pressing the speed up '"ti ti ti ti". Within the next few mins, i increased my speed gradually rushing against time to complete 2.4km. There comes the stare at my board probably to check the speed and the distance. "ti ti ti ti" coming from his treadmil. In my head i thought "so lets see who can last longer" so up went my speed. This man kept running and i kept panting so i slowed down :( After walking for a bit, i up my speed to run. Once again, he had to check my speed and distance out. GRRRR. He never stopped once. GRRRRRRR. He ran more distance than i did. GRRRR. I lost to an old man. GRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only consolation - i didn't do that bad :D he probably ran at the gym for a few weeks and i did it only once this year. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-4065992103412542478?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/4065992103412542478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=4065992103412542478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4065992103412542478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4065992103412542478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/06/competitive-nature-of-men.html' title='The Competitive Nature of Men'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-5222492898830377639</id><published>2008-06-24T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:43:39.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Size Does Matter Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Size Does Matter Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Faezah, i'm not size - ist okaayyy.&lt;br /&gt;Another incident yesterday regarding fat people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always take 15 home and as usual it was pack. So there was me and 2 other strangers getting stuck standing together bum to bum while others push us to alight. Where i was standing, had 2 FAT people sitted together. I wonder how they tolerated the lack of space. Anyway, instead of being nice enough to give me time to move and give them space to leave, the first FAT person squeeze through me. Yucks! All the fats touching me like jello. As the second FAT person got off her seat, she bounced into me. Played domino before? Yeah. Her FATTY molecule bounces the energy into me and bounced off the two other squeezing alongside with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO AHEAD AND LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my friend in the bus loud enough for people seated around me to hear "that is why i have a grudge against FAT people!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-5222492898830377639?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/5222492898830377639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=5222492898830377639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5222492898830377639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5222492898830377639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/06/size-does-matter-part-2.html' title='Size Does Matter Part 2'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6353724423846822865</id><published>2008-06-22T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:00:56.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Size Does Matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Size Does Matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obese people should pay twice the bus and train fare. This is not the first time i've mentioned this. The Opposition party really should use this as their campaign and when i'm 21 i'll vote for them instead of giving a null vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obese people should be given a special ez link card. Hmmm. I was thinking of measuring their hip size for them to qualify the FAT EZ LINK CARD. But that's too mean. Imagine the humiliation they have to go through having their hip size measured at a busy counter and having kids laughing at them. It's a good source of motivation for them to lose weight or probably end their life. Assumption : some obese people have low self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i thought 2x the normal BMI is a fair measurement for the FAT EZ LINK CARD. See. I'm not all that mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean alert! When the ezlink card was implemented many STINGY parents will use their kids card to travel hence saving them money. Knowing SBS and SMRT is very calculative i have a method to prevent obese people from using ordinary card. FAT EZ LINK CARD will beep "FAT" when the card is being tapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never give fat people a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6353724423846822865?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6353724423846822865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6353724423846822865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6353724423846822865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6353724423846822865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/06/size-does-matter.html' title='Size Does Matter'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-5255960542583193006</id><published>2008-06-18T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T15:47:24.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Freezing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Im Freezing&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What poor timing! I finally decided to go swimming and get active before the fitness test in 3 weeks time and it decides to rain. I'm waiting for sheena outside the school LT and im freezing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Faezah for introducing the play. It was really fun ;) hope we'll do it again sometime. good luck for your report. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-5255960542583193006?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/5255960542583193006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=5255960542583193006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5255960542583193006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5255960542583193006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-freezing.html' title='I&apos;m Freezing'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6713454907443737409</id><published>2008-06-07T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:57:16.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Off To Taiwan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heading says it all. Yay. Holiday for a week there. I hate packing. I'm still packing even though my flight is in 4hours time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6713454907443737409?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6713454907443737409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6713454907443737409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6713454907443737409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6713454907443737409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/06/off.html' title='Off!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-553116365793668111</id><published>2008-06-03T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:19:21.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatsby ad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gatsby ad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u seen the gatsby deodorant spray ad? it's yummilicious. that guy with a decent tan and i think must be some Japanese celebrity, was spraying it all over himself topless! he seems to be having so much fun. haha. He's definitely over doing it with all the mist covering his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey! who's looking at his face? spray more more more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can go back to the books studying with a tingling sense of.. err.. i can't find the word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-553116365793668111?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/553116365793668111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=553116365793668111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/553116365793668111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/553116365793668111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/06/gatsby-ad.html' title='Gatsby ad'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-3634367860225093876</id><published>2008-06-01T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:30:36.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Face Bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yellow Face Bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it. nothing else to elaborate just &lt;strong&gt;YET.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-3634367860225093876?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/3634367860225093876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=3634367860225093876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3634367860225093876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3634367860225093876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/06/yellow-face-bitch.html' title='Yellow Face Bitch'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-3762939702417483333</id><published>2008-05-31T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T01:00:46.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makes me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Makes me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 3 days I've been listening to Diana Krall without changing her off for someone else. Not even once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite is Frim Fram Sauce. I think it has a play count of at least 20+ on my ipod :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes me wanna learn the piano!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People.. Please continue supporting my sponsors. u know what to do right? *wink wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-3762939702417483333?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/3762939702417483333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=3762939702417483333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3762939702417483333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3762939702417483333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/05/makes-me.html' title='Makes me'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-930481162484392184</id><published>2008-05-27T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:29:10.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Hate Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone loves an uninterrupted sleep especially when you haven't been sleeping a lot because your body time zone is so screwed up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How would you like to wake up with a dream/nightmare minutes before your alarm even rang? The dream is a situation that might occur but i really don't want to face that heartwrenching moment. I never thought about how i could deal with or even react in the moment when or IF it actually happens. Once again, i surprise myself. In the dream, i made that decision within a split second. Bravo..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As usual, the dry and rough wholemeal bread by Gardenia is breakfast. God knows how long it's been there. Instead i got myself my favourite croissant :) I didn't even get the chance to enjoy it ! I ran for one bus then another. And ended up swallowing it down into the empty growling stomach of mine w/o taking time to savour it :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now i'm having cramps. arrggghh. It's not easy begin a woman. why why why. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't realise how long it has been since i blogged. And i recently noticed a feature where i can write in advance and it'll be automatically posted on a specific date and time. cool huh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know you are not gonna read this but talking about ANIMALs with you is HILARIOUS ! hahahha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-930481162484392184?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/930481162484392184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=930481162484392184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/930481162484392184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/930481162484392184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-hate-tuesday.html' title='I Hate Tuesday!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-2733271788289450632</id><published>2008-05-12T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T23:35:15.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain In The Ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pain In The Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every tiny weeny thing gets on my nerve very easily these days. I know they are not worth bothering but the accumulation is unbearable. Even strangers can give so much crap about me. Wow. Get a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-2733271788289450632?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/2733271788289450632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=2733271788289450632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2733271788289450632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2733271788289450632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/05/pain-in-ass.html' title='Pain In The Ass'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-8118326742560101672</id><published>2008-05-11T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T14:29:32.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures are misleading</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pictures Are Misleading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent an average of 60dollars on food this week. Given that it is a school week it's very hard to spend like that! 20something at swenson, 20something at chicago steakhouse, 10something on carls junior and the rest on school food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As tempting as the pictures of Chicago steakhouse @ cine seems, the food says otherwise. Please don't eat there! It's not worth the money. As for swenson, sigh, the pictures shows a huge portion of pasta but i ended up getting a plate of pasta equivalent to what you feed a 12year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One after another disappointing meals. Thankfully, the company was fine ;) One dinner with Sheena and another with rach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i gotta get ready to leave the house for Mother's day lunch at Ding Tai Fung. Perfecto !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-8118326742560101672?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/8118326742560101672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=8118326742560101672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8118326742560101672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8118326742560101672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/05/pictures-are-misleading.html' title='Pictures are misleading'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-3235607208376222231</id><published>2008-05-04T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:27:22.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Can't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it. Some people just get over shitty things within a few mins and move on. I don't and it's near impossible for me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts off with a *censored* it then more *censored**censored**censored**censored*. Few minutes later i am still pissed off! So i go on with more *censored**censored**censored**censored*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't help it. It's my only way to let it go. Keeping it in will make my lungs implode. Seriously. You don't want my face to go red and i start having breathing difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago i was mischievous and got blue blacks on both of my shin. Today, one huge bump on my head and blue black on my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a *censored* bitch. Bitch isn't considered a bloody cursed word! Bloody too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-3235607208376222231?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/3235607208376222231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=3235607208376222231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3235607208376222231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3235607208376222231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-cant.html' title='I can&apos;t..'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-517197077056863799</id><published>2008-05-01T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:38:08.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Could I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How Could I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could i missed 2 concerts? One of which is rated 4 - 5 stars on my ipod?! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one was actually one I've forgotten about. I remember asking faezah if she was interested to attend the KT Tunstall concert with me. After i came back from my holiday in Shanghai i totally forgot about it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next one was Stereophonics! On Tuesday night i told my bf to go for it together since he likes them. I checked and found out they had the concert the night before! Whatttt! Who the heck has concerts on Monday night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think about it i missed a lot. I wanted to go for Fall Out Boys at the Expo but nope. I didn't know where Hard Rock Cafe was in Singapore (back then) to catch Rooster. I think John Mayer (my all time fav) had a gig at Balaclava but didn't go because i felt like a thorn to be there and under aged then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I'll find my way home..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-517197077056863799?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/517197077056863799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=517197077056863799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/517197077056863799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/517197077056863799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-could-i.html' title='How Could I...'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-7155779366996253506</id><published>2008-04-21T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:47:33.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how some people describe something as tasty or yumilicious in relation to food right? I don't get why people say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Old Chang Kee chicken wing taste like the best chicken wings i had for awhile. Not the best in the world but the best i had for awhile. I can say it is better than KFC wings and has less chicken skin. Less chicken skin doesn't mean any healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't love indulging in junk or fast food? It is a passionate sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power... It's the case of lacking energy to wake up early so i could keep a clean sheet for my 9 or 11am classes. School school school. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i manage to catch The Contender Asia Finale! =D I've uploaded a few photos onto my facebook photo album. It was definitely worth the money. I'm happy to say i strike off no. 40 off my Must Do Things In Life list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-7155779366996253506?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/7155779366996253506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=7155779366996253506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7155779366996253506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7155779366996253506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/04/power.html' title='Power!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1782107248162430765</id><published>2008-04-11T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:21:32.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Case Closed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Case Closed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer service: Mam. Can i have your reference no?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sure. 2600080520&lt;br /&gt;Customer service: Mam. From what i see from my computer it says your case is closed.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Of course it says that. My laptop has got a problem again. If not why would i be calling u?&lt;br /&gt;Customer service: Alright mam. I'll transfer your call so you can arrange another day for collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case closed your head ah! The day before i went all the way to alexandra to pick up my laptop. I tried it out there and it worked fine. I came home and it failed to start up. After i pull the plug it worked again! I was relief. The next min i was very angry, upset and disappointed. The speakers and sound jack didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goooodnesssss. Fixing a bloody laptop is not rocket science you know! I'm telling you. HP technicians don't do a good job. I've travelled down to alexandra road for 3 times. And the same man picked my laptop up for nearly 3-4times now. I've had it. Even the man can joke with me "forget where to sign alr ah? so many times in such a short time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even remembered my reference number. I had to tell that to the freaking Indian operators located in India (the accent kills me), the customer service in SG and then the office women to fix a date. Maybe i repeated that number more than 10times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have placed a virtual note on the sidebar (vistas has this sidebar thingy) for the technicians. Nothing offensive but enough to express my frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people get paid for jobs they can't even perform up to satisfaction? I can potentially see a million of people out of work all around in Singapore. A great example would be HP technicians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1782107248162430765?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1782107248162430765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1782107248162430765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1782107248162430765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1782107248162430765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/04/case-closed.html' title='Case Closed?'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1958104359854578886</id><published>2008-04-10T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:03:13.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Black Cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cat race me. I didn't win. But it's not that i'm a slow runner. It got a head start and has 4 legs while i have 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my bus approaching and decided to make a dash for it across the bridge. The cat was on the ledge. As i started running, the cat ran too! Haha. As it got to the end of the ledge it sprinted to the bus stop roof and went "wreng!" (that was the sound it made) A victory roar? Maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if the cat thought i was racing it or it just thought it was funny. Well i couldn't care less i just didn't want to miss my bus. My bf started to ask if it was bad luck. It sparked my curiosity. I got back home and googled. Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is considered bad luck if the cat crossed my path or ran away from me. It's good luck if it approaches me. I always thought black cat only represent bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think that it was just being mischievous and tried to race me. and won. grrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1958104359854578886?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1958104359854578886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1958104359854578886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1958104359854578886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1958104359854578886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/04/black-cats.html' title='Black Cats'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1594699228417899645</id><published>2008-04-07T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T11:35:25.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Smarter Than A 5th Grader?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Are You Smarter Than A 5th Grader?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this amazing TV show! FYI, it's on channel 18 Monday night 10pm! Adults (somewhat over 30) take part to answer a series of questions ranging from US history, math, grammar, science, animal science and so on. The toughest would be the grades from 1st to 5th grade. There will be 5 smart and adorable kids to help you cheat :P If you manage to get all the question right, 1MIL is yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it sound to you watching adults begging for the kids to get it right? Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bf describe me as hyperactive, thrilled and mean when i watch this show :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bring 'Are You Smarter Than A 5th Grader?' to Singapore!!! It will be so much more lively and exciting than 'The Arena'. Ugh. This show will also prove to Singaporeans kids that what we learn in school is way too constraint by the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from astronomy, US history and grammar (embarrassed) i can pretty much answer all the questions shot at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am smarter than a 5th grader :) but not any richer :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1594699228417899645?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1594699228417899645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1594699228417899645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1594699228417899645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1594699228417899645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/04/are-you-smarter-than-5th-grader.html' title='Are You Smarter Than A 5th Grader?'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-546497887992771683</id><published>2008-04-03T12:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:43:08.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM SAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM SAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to watch The Contender Asia Finale with me. Everyone i asked is either not interested, busy, can't confirm or simply finds it expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad. Watching a fight is on my MUST DO THINGS IN LIFE list. I mean when the hell am i gonna watch a muay thai fight then? Must i drive/fly to Thailand? uuuggghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upset. upset. upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't like see ads about god on my blog by Google. Just cause i used the word pray once or twice (now thrice) there's no need to put that kinda ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this will help.&lt;br /&gt;I am an ATHEIST. I am an ATHEIST. I am an ATHEIST. I am an ATHEIST. I am an ATHEIST. I am an ATHEIST. I am an ATHEIST. I am an ATHEIST. I am an ATHEIST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-546497887992771683?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/546497887992771683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=546497887992771683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/546497887992771683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/546497887992771683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-sad.html' title='I AM SAD'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-4735633039967224157</id><published>2008-04-02T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:13:55.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology is about to drive me to my grave. I was trying to transfer pictures from my Sony Ericsson w550i into my HTC touch because I'm lending the phone to my brother and i don't want him snooping around my pictures and messages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off track a little bit. My brother is a technology wrecker or device wrecker after all he has spoilt countless number of phones and a psp i co-owned (not with him of course). And technology likes to play around with me. Funny huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially i was amazed that i could view all the files on the SE phone on my HTC via blue tooth. What's the quickest way to transfer all the pictures? I just selected all and click copy. then select a empty location and click paste. Just like how anyone would on a normal computer. BUT IT FAILED. So i tried again. This time i tried a cut and paste method. After all i still had to delete the pictures one by one on the SE right? so i might as well cut it. BUT IT FAILED AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is the pictures were gone on the SE phone and it doesn't exist on the HTC either. The pictures simply vanished into thin air while it was in transition via blue tooth. How ridiculous. In actual fact it should still exist in the SE phone just like any computer would right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! SO ALL MY OLD PICTURES ARE GONE!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE TECHNOLOGY as much as i need them too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-4735633039967224157?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/4735633039967224157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=4735633039967224157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4735633039967224157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4735633039967224157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/04/wth.html' title='WTH'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-5559261563116463759</id><published>2008-04-02T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T13:40:00.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have exactly 2 days to finish writing my resume, forward them and pray (wait, i don't pray), i mean hope, for a favourable reply. Then i would have to back up all my data before i let the HP techicians erase them all off. I wonder if that's necessary or it's just a way to get back at me after all the unhappiness i've expressed to them in a very NICE and POLITE manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue on how to back up data. Gaaaah. And i wonder how long it will take for them get it fixed once and for all. I am too young to die from a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During that period of time i would be absolutely bored with nothing MUCH to do because my bleeding (possibly empty) wallet forbids me to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-5559261563116463759?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/5559261563116463759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=5559261563116463759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5559261563116463759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5559261563116463759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/04/2-days.html' title='2 days'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-5546235565588046371</id><published>2008-03-28T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T15:08:15.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREAKING HP SERVICE CENTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Freaking HP service center!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the intention of blogging really nice things about my vacation and what I've been up to lately after being inactive for close to a month due to certain laptop issues. I dislike whining and complaining about my life or happenings in my life on my blog. But i have no one to hear me out right at this second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING HP technical support crews - YOU SUCK! A week before my exams (3rd wk of February) my laptop died. Yes it died on me. I count it a blessing in disguise so i could really start focusing on studying. Not that the sacrifice was worth it. i still did badly. But hey, it could have been worst right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only manage to send it for repair after my exams and collected it when i got back from China which is like 17th march? I hardly managed to use it for a day and realised the audio jack doesn't work. I was like "wtf is with them?! i ask them to fix something they created another issue!" So i sent it back and receive calls from them about the issue is "blah blah blah blah blah" and "sorry we need more time to get new parts" when all i needed to hear was " mdm. your laptop is ready for collection".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being very impatient i insisted they return it to me till the new parts arrived. Afterall they had my password and i didn't want them to snoop around my files!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One or two hours earlier i got it back. I told myself "why are u so dumb yane? it's a problem u could have lived with." BECAUSE when i put my laptop on, my touch pad doesn't work! Yane screamed to herself in her head "you fking morons! i trusted u to fix a minor problem and instead of doing that you create another one for me! fking fking fking morons!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i spent 40mins with a operator located in India (uh huh. i had that experience many other times) trying to fixed it even though i knew it was related to the motherboard and there's nothing he could do with it. But i gave him his chance to fulfil his duty. What for? Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i make much sense so far. I always talk in a mess when I'm in a rush to expel all this anger in me. I figured it would make more sense if i leave the anger out.&lt;br /&gt;1)my laptop died.&lt;br /&gt;2) the motherboard has to be replaced&lt;br /&gt;3) Laptop works but audio jack doesn't. Why? some pins/wire related to motherboard is damaged and new parts are required.&lt;br /&gt;4) Send it back for repair.&lt;br /&gt;5) Now my touch pad doesn't work. Why? Something related to the damn motherboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: they did a very bad job. they create more unhappiness and trouble for me. I'm never going to buy HP product, not because it's not good (i like my laptop) but i now have a fear of trusting HP technical support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Now i have to racked my brains to write cover letters and resume and send it out for internship. i don't even know how to start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-5546235565588046371?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/5546235565588046371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=5546235565588046371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5546235565588046371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5546235565588046371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/03/freaking-hp-service-center.html' title='FREAKING HP SERVICE CENTER'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-5017239585508698857</id><published>2008-03-04T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T00:26:50.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAY!</title><content type='html'>HOLIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a week of mugging for the exams, and another week of going "sigh. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; screwed for the papers", &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; finally on holiday! when i say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; screwed, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; serious. i practically took only 1/2 a day to study the hardest paper and 1 day for another paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's over. i just hope there is no need for supp paper. ( i actually knew i did so badly i worry for supp paper)&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Back to holidays.&lt;br /&gt;The best part is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; actually going somewhere this holiday. Before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; even leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; spent close to 300bucks :P on luggage and long sleeve clothes. I'm not very good with cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited! I'm going on a tour. 6 days tour, 1.5days of free and easy. Until now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; not googled the places to go! :P At least i got the help of a friend giving me the names of places to visit. I hope the tour doesn't consist of more than 8 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;elderly&lt;/span&gt; and kids combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hp bills are gonna cost a bomb thou. $2/min or $3/min to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;. *gasping for air* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; considering getting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sim&lt;/span&gt; card there but then i have to bring 2 phones along. That makes it 4 chargers including my camera and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;. Troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u see my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; profile, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; added the application called "cities &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; visited". There's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;waaay&lt;/span&gt; too little yellow balloon so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHANGHAI HERE I COME!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-5017239585508698857?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/5017239585508698857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=5017239585508698857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5017239585508698857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5017239585508698857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/03/holiday.html' title='HOLIDAY!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-2836116233428483128</id><published>2008-02-22T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T23:11:17.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C...S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate pin pointers. No point hanging around if you're not going to be of any help.&lt;br /&gt;It is okay to question someone professionalism in front of them. But to have it shot back at you is dumb. Very dumb.  Once again, not of any help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who gives me lousy reasons.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how much i don't get the credit i deserve to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;I hate having the pin pointer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;presence&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it &amp;amp; don't understand how the pin pointer thinks he's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate these c...s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate seeing happy people when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; angry.&lt;br /&gt;I have so much hatred in me when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; angry.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind throwing some punches and kicks when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; angry.&lt;br /&gt;I am a graduate from the art of cursing school when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a glass of baileys to end my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        -the end-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-2836116233428483128?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/2836116233428483128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=2836116233428483128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2836116233428483128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/2836116233428483128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/02/c.html' title='C...'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-4894206274888148930</id><published>2008-02-21T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T01:20:41.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dickheads</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dickheads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no surprise getting offended twice in a night by 2 different people. It is a surprise to find out what dickheads they are. men.....= dickheads! The first one being too emotional, irrational dickhead. The other being dumb, over cocky (with nothing to back up his cockiness) dickhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? My laptop is dead. I've resorted to using my very old pc which is very blurry and it hurts my eye. I just hope it is not my hard disk :( Not that i have scandalous pictures to be stolen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edison has been appearing on the front pages of the papers along with different woman every single day. Bad or good publicity is still considered publicity right? HAHA. My goodness. Even my mum has seen the website.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-4894206274888148930?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/4894206274888148930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=4894206274888148930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4894206274888148930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4894206274888148930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/02/dickheads.html' title='Dickheads'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-5320654463103160454</id><published>2008-02-13T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:29:04.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boycott</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Boycott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think Valentines Day is overrated? Restaurants come up with ridiculous set meals at cut throat prices. Flowers prices goes sky rocket. Gifts are worst! I mean what are we suppose to give? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second consecutive year we're boycotting this day. It feels normal to be different than the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Thinking about this makes me laugh. My international finance tutor read in the papers that 60% of the youth will have sex on V-day. During half of the lecture he was telling us don't do it and stay at home to study his subject. Just so happens he took over our pfp class today. A guy from class had to disturb him and said "cher. i'll have sex tmr". His expression was undescribable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i gotta go. play my facebook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-5320654463103160454?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/5320654463103160454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=5320654463103160454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5320654463103160454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5320654463103160454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/02/boycott.html' title='Boycott'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-281359910447514520</id><published>2008-02-07T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:19:46.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvest is Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Harvest is Bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year i look forward to this day and i always feel overjoyed or at least satisfied. This year, HARVEST IS BAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The red packets are now a few grams lighter and their bank account slighty fatter. Sigh. It didn't take me long to count the cash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At one time i thought i miscalculated. I counted again and again. I wished i was wrong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. Let me show you this. Does anyone knows if this is the new SGD20 or just limited edition?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r80_3RFPMbQ/R6sf4ktwV4I/AAAAAAAAABM/8jcnyPp_XDw/s1600-h/07-02-08_2316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164256454499129218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r80_3RFPMbQ/R6sf4ktwV4I/AAAAAAAAABM/8jcnyPp_XDw/s320/07-02-08_2316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r80_3RFPMbQ/R6sf4EtwV3I/AAAAAAAAABE/qI8mQGfYWhQ/s1600-h/07-02-08_2315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164256445909194610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r80_3RFPMbQ/R6sf4EtwV3I/AAAAAAAAABE/qI8mQGfYWhQ/s320/07-02-08_2315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few lost opportunity to gain more today. Bummer. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is gonna be different. Visiting houses we usually don't and with different relatives. I highly suspect any high amount.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geez. Im so money minded. I still love Chinese New Year whether or not my harvest is good. I get to choose to hang out with relatives i'm comfortable with longer (and those i'm not, shorter). I get to eat all the sweets in the world. I might just get diabetes if this goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE. HARVEST MUST BE GOOD TOMORROW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-281359910447514520?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/281359910447514520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=281359910447514520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/281359910447514520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/281359910447514520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/02/harvest-is-bad.html' title='Harvest is Bad'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_r80_3RFPMbQ/R6sf4ktwV4I/AAAAAAAAABM/8jcnyPp_XDw/s72-c/07-02-08_2316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-3941392735235229402</id><published>2008-02-04T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:55:18.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even Higher Inflation?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Even Higher Inflation in 2008 for Singapore?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PM Lee sees a 5% inflation rate or even higher this year! As if last year 2%  wasn't high enough.(i thought last year was 5% already! psss. Last december inflation ended at 4.4%! Beginning of last year started with close to 4%. How could it be 2%????)&lt;br /&gt;As if food prices wasn't high enough. As if cab prices wasn't high enough! As if everything else in Singapore wasn't high enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the heck are we to survive? Well, PM Lee gave a "good" piece of advice - buy cheaper house brands. HAHAHA. What a joke. He added that our products are imports so we should diversify them. As if we didn't know singapore has nothing and rely everything on imports!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, how much MORE could you save by buying cheaper stuff? We might as well eat GRASS! Oh wait.. Singapore doesn't have much plain grass fields left. We have to eat MUD COOKIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you. Singapore Central Bank isn't doing a good job to curb inflation. By allowing SGD to appreciate quicker it can help with the inflation. Then again, we are too reliant on the US economy. So the MAS would tighten monetary policy. Tight monetary policy = no appreciation of SGD = high inflation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have justified my stand.&lt;br /&gt;Case closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the rate Singapore inflation is going i might be very well relieved to leave Singapore. (upon graduation of course)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-3941392735235229402?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/3941392735235229402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=3941392735235229402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3941392735235229402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/3941392735235229402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/02/even-higher-inflation.html' title='Even Higher Inflation?!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1286052754793089835</id><published>2008-01-31T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T13:34:55.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of The Bodily Functions</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Battle of The Bodily Functions/organs/@^*()&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart, stomach, bowel system was fighting to be the master of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart says "well, without me the body wouldn't function. i don't pump blood around the body, it dies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stomach says "without me digesting food, the body will give up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the bowel system to state his stand... The heart and stomach interrupted "why are we wasting time hearing to you?!" The bowel still being cocky and believe it is the master says "all of you wait and see"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire body wasn't feeling very well. Both the heart and stomach does not have a single clue why. Then the bowel system spoke up "i deliberately chose not to function. without me clearing the waste, all of you are nothing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart and stomach was very stubborn and refuse to crown the bowel system as the master. Days went by and they felt worser and worser. Finally, they gave up and crown the bowel as the master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be important or smart. You just have to be an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;asshole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1286052754793089835?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1286052754793089835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1286052754793089835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1286052754793089835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1286052754793089835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/01/battle-of-bodily-functions.html' title='Battle of The Bodily Functions'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-7143896266949379852</id><published>2008-01-27T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T23:44:05.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind or Body?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mind or Body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your mind controls your body or the exact opposite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In daily situation I'd say definitely the mind controls the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body is damn sure the genius. Playing tricks with the mind when it's fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I don't really make sense. Currently, my body controls my mind. I need sleep after 1,2,3... 30hours being awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as i love to complain (because it makes me feel better after releasing it), certain things can't be said here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my. My one and only meal of the day was absolutely delicious. The next time i blog it will be in tantalizing details.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-7143896266949379852?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/7143896266949379852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=7143896266949379852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7143896266949379852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7143896266949379852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/01/mind-or-body.html' title='Mind or Body?'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6320544263836796394</id><published>2008-01-21T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:39:24.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope is Emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hope is Emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This title is taken after the iTunes podcast. I've never downloaded and heard it because the tiny pix look dumb and because it sounds emo. Weirdly, I find that title very intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never did I know that hope has value. Hope has cash value! That is only under investment terms if you purchase an option. It is definitely another weird fact that I found intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when does hope have value? To me, hope is like wishing for a miracle and we all know they don't exist. With the exception of clasping your hands HOPING you pass the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SBS you are a bunch of blood sucking c**cks**kers, m**her f**king a**holes, training and hiring retarded bus captains, investing in ridiculous speakers with crappy hot and stuffy buses that doesn't come on time! GO TO HELL SBS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Singapore has a riot like Paris (where they start creating trouble on the streets) , i will not hesitate to use my dusty hockey stick and smash all the windows, penknife to cut all the seats before pouring gasoline over and setting them on fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Then I would probably run away very quickly. Not because i am a coward. I just don't like the smell of burning tires. Rest assured I will be somewhere near making sure I catch it on an hd camcorder so the whole Singapore can view it in high definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gggaaaaaahhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6320544263836796394?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6320544263836796394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6320544263836796394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6320544263836796394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6320544263836796394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/01/hope-is-emo.html' title='Hope is Emo'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-9161029385321869189</id><published>2008-01-20T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T01:43:54.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i the only one who still hide stuff under the bed or in between the bed and frame? I highly doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually don't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. Going to sleep with a heavy heart again.&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, back to my favourite pastime. Stare at the ceiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-9161029385321869189?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/9161029385321869189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=9161029385321869189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/9161029385321869189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/9161029385321869189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/01/hide.html' title='Hide'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-483608938456841695</id><published>2008-01-17T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T01:19:02.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overload</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Overload&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has been hectic. I don't know where to start. I think i'll start with the negatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting refreshing in the morning by taking a hot, long shower is my favourite pastime, still is. But instead of that, i get a dollop of undiluted color shampoo into my eye. OUCH! I was teary the entire morning. 2 dumb thoughts came across my mind. Are my tears soapy? Is there any chance the color shampoo turned my eyes from black to brown? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to school for class/lectures at 9am is a chore. Nothing is worst compared to tuesday. I waited bloody 30mins for bus 15. What's worst is that the driver constantly activates the speaker to go "everyone please move to the rear so our ride won't be delayed and you can get to the destination on time" in all 3 languages! If he kept on playing it, i might remember it in chinese. Maybe he could pick us up on time so we won't be delayed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so determined to write a complain letter to address my anger/annoyance/frustration/tadatadata regardless if i get a satisfactory reply or not. Till now it is not done yet. Such things must be done in the heat of the moment. ARGH! I hate sbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When gas cars are being produced and made available in Singapore, who gives a crap about taking public transport. Even poor people can drive by then. It's just that the blood sucking government will make the price sky rocket. I am interested on this gas/biofuel cars thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is scattered everywhere. I can't get my head fix on a particular thing i am doing. If only there isn't school then i could focus on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLAD is how i feel knowing that my holiday starts in March. I'm gonna be pressed for time till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesssss. I'm going overseas this time round for sure. But it's with my parents. Sigh. Better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fin-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-483608938456841695?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/483608938456841695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=483608938456841695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/483608938456841695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/483608938456841695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/01/overload.html' title='Overload'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-7460701342135281588</id><published>2008-01-10T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T14:06:23.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova Furniture</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nova Furniture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention that my family and i went to get some new sofas and coffee table before Chinese New Year comes in about.... a month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay. We aren't rich so forget about the luxury furniture stores. We settled for Nova furniture. It was a unforgettable horrible experience. Because it was so bad we could not ever ever forget this. It's not about the service but the ambiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MUSIC WAS A TORTURE TO OUR EARS. IT COULD HAVE DROVE US OUT BEFORE WE COULD SETTLE FOR SOME SOFAS AND TABLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music was so chink, so ah beng / ah lian type. I suppose if you go to some super duper china beng karaoke you can get these sort of music. How the hell is the possible for the workers to listen to that kind of music 5 days a week, 8 hours a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, we endured that and finally got some furniture! The sofa wasn't to my liking compared to the others. The coffee table too. Majority wins right? 3 - 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of reasons that made me give up on convincing them. Dad said "who is paying? not you riggghttt? *smiles*". Brother said " I dislike curvy sofas". uugggghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the coffee table.. Dad said "Hey. This coffee table has more drawers than the one you picked for the same price". Ugggghh. Style over functionality please!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do.. I guess we will be stuck with those furniture for a long time to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh. We so need a new dining table. The loooooong marble table might be very expensive but it is so OUTDATED. I need a new chair for my table too. I'm eyeing on one from IKEA. Less than a $100. Yaaayyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-7460701342135281588?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/7460701342135281588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=7460701342135281588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7460701342135281588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/7460701342135281588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/01/nova-furniture.html' title='Nova Furniture'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-463672811730262074</id><published>2008-01-09T18:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T18:22:33.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughable</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Laughable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having no idea how buying cars work, i actually worked out the vehicle tax structure, OMV, COE, found an actual car for our personal financial planning project without any idea that the price of the car is inclusive of those! Thank goodness we had some questions regarding that or else we'll never find out :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what car we picked? A subaru impreza! haha. It was the only car that was costing around $60000. I felt like such a moron. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate ucler. i always get them. Now 2 are on the same part on my lips. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-463672811730262074?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/463672811730262074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=463672811730262074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/463672811730262074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/463672811730262074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/01/laughable.html' title='Laughable'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6755757581083755139</id><published>2008-01-08T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T11:51:51.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B is for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B is for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate B's. Why B's? Grrrr! That is all i get for pretty much every single subject i sat in for the mid sem tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B might be a blessing for certain subjects but i expected more in regards to other papers.&lt;br /&gt;This is so frustrating. I know what needs to be done and that is hard work. Honestly, hard work isn't my forte. That explains the blank homework (but now photocopied ) for the last 3 weeks of tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is strange (not!) how i still find time to play games, watch tv, and slack amidst all the pressure of projects and school related work. As much as i like the subjects such as international finance and investment, so far it is giving me nothing but throbbing pain in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandad turned 70 yesterday! To celebrate his birthday we had seafood. Yummy. It was called Punggol Choon Seng Seafood, i think. I was terribly hungry but lost my appetite when we had to wait for latecomers. As usual, i was being me (sitting quietly minding my own business unless someone talks to me ) in such family gathering. My grandma was mean to me. But whatever. We must have tolerance for old people right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6755757581083755139?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6755757581083755139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6755757581083755139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6755757581083755139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6755757581083755139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/01/b-is-for.html' title='B is for...'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-4526720811762585623</id><published>2008-01-05T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T21:22:12.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertlets are full of shit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Advertlets are full of shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, they don't reply your mails after 6days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, now they don't even have their own domain name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, they claimed that everything will be fixed in couple of hours. Well... It has been awhile, hasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the past few hours my blogs kept directing to some idiotic sites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear i hate advertlets now. There is pretty much no way they can make this up to us. I swear their reputation will not recover from this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advertlets are crap.&lt;br /&gt;Advertlets are shit&lt;br /&gt;Advertlets are cheats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-4526720811762585623?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/4526720811762585623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=4526720811762585623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4526720811762585623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4526720811762585623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/01/advertlets-are-full-of-shit.html' title='Advertlets are full of shit!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-5763198609565151084</id><published>2008-01-05T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T14:45:17.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a cheat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What a Cheat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been five days and i have yet to receive a formal and legitimate reply from advertlets. With the exception of that crappy tag at my tagboard which does not answer my queries sent to advertlets. In fact i sent one before and after that tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the past 5 days i haven't been paid! cheater bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useless piece of shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-5763198609565151084?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/5763198609565151084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=5763198609565151084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5763198609565151084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/5763198609565151084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-cheat.html' title='What a cheat!'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-6870370196797503955</id><published>2008-01-02T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:20:06.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's The Point?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What's The Point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of this year resolution was making sure i won't do much complaining and bitching and whining just so i'll feel better after letting it out. But i listed once in a blue moon is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is considered those once in a blue moon moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of telling someone something knowing that you know he won't approve of it or at least won't be satisfied? Just to let me to purposes? Or rubbing in my face? Or i don't care but care enough to let you know purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pppppppppiiiiiiiisssssssseeeeeeeeeddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fudge?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the freaking advertlets aren't paying me since yesterday! cheating buggers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-6870370196797503955?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/6870370196797503955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=6870370196797503955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6870370196797503955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/6870370196797503955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/01/whats-point.html' title='What&apos;s The Point?'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-8334914166519566553</id><published>2008-01-01T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:45:32.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marathon &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not. I am determine to get myself fit and ready to join a marathon this year. I believe 11 months should be adequate to take part in a 5k Dec 08 Standard Chartered Singapore Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a vague preparation plan in mind. Just to be careful and get more equipped than i think i am, i have to finally pay the library my fines to borrow some books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have maxed out the mere $7 of credit National Library Board (NLB) has given. I find the amount very pathetic. It discourages me to go back and borrow books. To renew for another 2 or 3 weeks i have to pay another 50cents. It's not a lot but i borrow 4 books at a time and then i renew it late. It's not easy to use up the pathetic $7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i even owe my school (TP) library money. My due date just so happens on Xmas eve and i can't renew it anymore. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start buying books instead. Might be expensive but i have all the time in the world to read it and treat it bad as I like without feeling guilty. Who knows in the future I’ll have a book shelf with lots of REAL BOOKS and not the fake hollow paper covers. It will look like I’m a book worm eh? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 80% feeling I’ll stick to my goal to run a marathon :P&lt;br /&gt;sooo. If i don't mention about it in my blog in the future, u know what happened :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-8334914166519566553?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/8334914166519566553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=8334914166519566553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8334914166519566553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/8334914166519566553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2008/01/marathon.html' title='Marathon'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-1966481568594176144</id><published>2007-12-29T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T18:04:23.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Year Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My New Year Resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of every year, i like to look back to the old list of new year resolution and strike all the things i have done one by one. Afterwards create a new list to mark the start of another year, hopefully a better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun part about this is adding in more exciting stuff you wanna do or achieve. And the sucky part? You see the ones that aren't strike out imported to the new list then stop and ponder to yourself "heeey. This one sounds familiar. It's repeated from previous years". Uggghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few examples are : Visiting my grandparents more often. Going to the gym more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they sound vague but when i do it, it is detailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pecific &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;easurable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ttainable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;elevant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;imely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;goals. Sounds familiar? Yesss. We all learnt that in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list is going to be slightly special for this coming year =D))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-1966481568594176144?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/1966481568594176144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=1966481568594176144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1966481568594176144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/1966481568594176144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-new-year-resolution.html' title='My New Year Resolution'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721619758959068372.post-4679720034652280445</id><published>2007-12-27T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T22:39:12.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beloved Manchester United</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Beloved Manchester United&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we are top of the table! Hopefully within a couple of months, we can be the "runaway leader". I'm telling you, we are definitely winning the title again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And awww. Cristiano Ronaldo has a book called Moments. The front cover picture of him is so charming... Just so happens i read the papers today and he claims that he signs and return all the fan mails he receives from all over the world. I didn't believe it at first. But he sounded convincing stating he spent about 2000pounds on stamps and envelopes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE GIVE ME CRISTIANO RONALDO ADDRESS! I might just get his signature and a thank you for my support!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh. Paris hilton grandad is giving away 97% of his inheritance to charity? What?! Are u SENILE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721619758959068372-4679720034652280445?l=ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/feeds/4679720034652280445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721619758959068372&amp;postID=4679720034652280445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4679720034652280445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721619758959068372/posts/default/4679720034652280445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihopeuenjoythis.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-beloved-manchester-united.html' title='My Beloved Manchester United'/><author><name>:)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
