<?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-6388900166859768867</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:08:52.787+11:00</updated><title type='text'>brand new sy :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-4713081782438463705</id><published>2010-03-19T15:43:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T15:51:28.414+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many thoughts are going through my mind. As I sit here in front of the computer, I ask myself what is it that I have not accomplished in life that is making me so unhappy. I wish to embark on a less-stressful way of life, to take things each step at a time and not worry too much about the outcome and just be happy. I know what I want and I am going to do certain things so that I will not leave this world regretting. Life is too short to consider all the "WHAT IFs". I just wish to find a brand new direction in life. On a lighter note, Mother will be going away for a month. She has to go back to Malaysia to take care of Grandpa because he is quite sick and nobody is available. As such, we will be doing all the daily chores ourselves. I intend to start reading the new books that was bought quite sometime ago. I need this to get away from the world for awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-4713081782438463705?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/4713081782438463705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=4713081782438463705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4713081782438463705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4713081782438463705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2010/03/many-thoughts-are-going-through-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-2739118355030917455</id><published>2010-03-16T15:44:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:44:43.721+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just want to be alone for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-2739118355030917455?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/2739118355030917455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=2739118355030917455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2739118355030917455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2739118355030917455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-just-want-to-be-alone-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-3929262398688466277</id><published>2009-10-21T06:18:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T06:26:06.940+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 6.20 am and here I am trying my very best to finish up my part for marketing. Oh well. I was supposed to finish b 2 am but I knocked out at 11 pm at my desk due to staying up for 30 hours straight and being quite sick. Yucks. My body is so screwed. I really need peace from now till the presentation next week to get my things done.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To a certain classmate:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if I should just award you zero for not contributing at all. Someone half your age can jolly well copy and paste the correct cells. You made our analysis wrong and we had to redo the entire sheet. It's not just 1 mistake. It's three. I take it as you just can't be bothered to even make sure you copied the correct cells to sum up. Seriously, I specifically wrote it down so that you won't make any mistake and you did. If you're not interested, just don't bother turning up. Don't waste our time having to find work for you and making us explain why you're wrong (because although you say you understand, you don't!) and doing double work. I feel sorry for myself for having such a group mate. Be prepared to fail this module because we are so gonna evaluate you. If you can't graduate, that is your problem. People work hard to graduate. You probably manage to freeload for a good long time and get pass that. But not this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss home. I'm gonna call Mummy once I get over this horrendous period :)&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/6388900166859768867-3929262398688466277?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/3929262398688466277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=3929262398688466277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3929262398688466277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3929262398688466277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-6.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-755597427747086674</id><published>2009-09-28T03:03:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T03:15:19.946+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It sure doesn't feel like the 2 weeks break. There are so many things due after the break:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. BUSN 2011 Assignment&lt;br /&gt;2. FINM 3002 Research Report&lt;br /&gt;3. EMET 2008 Assignment&lt;br /&gt;4. MKTG 2003 Report&lt;br /&gt;5. MKTG 2003 Presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so tired from school. Graduation seems so far. Yet, I have to start planning what I wanna do when I graduate. I want to take Honours but I don't know if I'm one obviously not one of the top 7 students. I want to take Masters in Finance/Economics but not just yet. I want to take CFA but I'm not ready. ARGH. So many thoughts running through my head. I just need to sit down and get through them well and proper. A few pictures for Mummy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute (and yummylicious) hippo from JESS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/Sr-OtGw8_9I/AAAAAAAAAis/nE0LEo1tSaA/s1600-h/IMG_8133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/Sr-OtGw8_9I/AAAAAAAAAis/nE0LEo1tSaA/s400/IMG_8133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386180584919597010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/Sr-OttLwp-I/AAAAAAAAAi0/T9T1_SyWL4A/s1600-h/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/Sr-OttLwp-I/AAAAAAAAAi0/T9T1_SyWL4A/s400/Slide1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386180595232581602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/Sr-OuNjlPtI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1TE2HuDXxas/s1600-h/Slide2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/Sr-OuNjlPtI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1TE2HuDXxas/s400/Slide2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386180603922431698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/Sr-OuvT_P1I/AAAAAAAAAjE/kMrY9Y0JZFo/s1600-h/IMG_8075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/Sr-OuvT_P1I/AAAAAAAAAjE/kMrY9Y0JZFo/s400/IMG_8075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386180612983832402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-755597427747086674?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/755597427747086674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=755597427747086674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/755597427747086674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/755597427747086674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-sure-doesnt-feel-like-2-weeks-break.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/Sr-OtGw8_9I/AAAAAAAAAis/nE0LEo1tSaA/s72-c/IMG_8133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-945699031177321995</id><published>2009-09-22T21:00:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:09:19.261+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weather is getting quite bad. The duststorms are heading for Canberra. The air today is so-no-very-clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SrihtOvADmI/AAAAAAAAAik/5ZIICcGaiEk/s1600-h/22092009454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SrihtOvADmI/AAAAAAAAAik/5ZIICcGaiEk/s400/22092009454.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384231152942845538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/Srihsswq3MI/AAAAAAAAAic/aWiukhHIf0M/s1600-h/22092009456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/Srihsswq3MI/AAAAAAAAAic/aWiukhHIf0M/s400/22092009456.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384231143823039682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SrihsLXx4vI/AAAAAAAAAiU/bo8B50KrArQ/s1600-h/22092009457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SrihsLXx4vI/AAAAAAAAAiU/bo8B50KrArQ/s400/22092009457.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384231134860272370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yucks to the air. Thanks to Eunice for the YUMMYLICIOUS Pretty cookies. LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-945699031177321995?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/945699031177321995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=945699031177321995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/945699031177321995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/945699031177321995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/09/weather-is-getting-quite-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SrihtOvADmI/AAAAAAAAAik/5ZIICcGaiEk/s72-c/22092009454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8740123062420989333</id><published>2009-09-09T18:04:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:19:05.768+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congratulations to UNCLE GH :)&lt;div&gt;May you and ANNA JIE have a happy and blissful marriage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's already week 8 now. We ought to be having our 2 weeks break but the school is being retarded. I'm down with fever, headache, flu and cough. It's really torturing because it comes and goes. The medicine doesn't seem to be working. It could be stress but I really doubt so because there's nothing to stress about. Apart from the fact that I only found out that we were allowed an A4 handwritten cheat sheet for EMET2008 mid semester a few hours before the paper. ZC and I were rushing like a mad dog copying whatever we could in the paper. Yes, I don't think I would be able to do well. My brain kinna blank out during the paper. I totally couldn't recall what is GLS and how I was suppose to estimate the coefficients using GLS. It was 8 marks and I left it blank :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skyped with my family on Saturday because Mum's birthday was the following day. Ordered a cake from Bakerzin and they screwed up! Was quite pissed because the fact that the van broke down and the cake melted, they had to go back to the nearest branch to replace another one and they don't have the one which I ordered! You can imagine the rage! I ordered the cake because Mum loves dark chocolate. They apologised with a box of mooncakes but that's not the point! Oh well, took a couple of pics when skyping. Will post them up when I'm feeling better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lecture at 6pm. I feel like skipping because I feel like crap. I really mean C.R.A.P alright. It's been awhile since I fell so sick. I feel like jelly all over. And the weather is so not helping. It's supposed to be Spring but it so doesn't feel like Spring. 2 weeks break will arrive in another 2.5 weeks. I have 4 freaking assignments due right after the break. School is such a killer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everyone who wished me over sms, fb or even face-to-face. Thanks to those who took time off to spend this day with me. Really appreciate that for the fact that we are all having mid-semester exams. Thanks to the boys + girls who sent an oh-so-sweet video plus a cute present over. I had a wonderful 22nd. LOVES :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-8740123062420989333?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/8740123062420989333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=8740123062420989333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8740123062420989333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8740123062420989333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/09/congratulations-to-uncle-gh-may-you-and.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-1149266239887596662</id><published>2009-08-08T19:09:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:17:45.806+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I last blogged. Nothing much has been happening. Just the other day, I went to see Steve Sault regarding Finance Honours. He was rather frank with me. He said that my marks are pretty good but it may or may not be enough to qualify for honours. It all depends on the cohort. Thing is, we (finance majors) are fighting with bachelor of finance students for the same honours space. That makes it tougher because Finance students are really smart! There are at least 1000 students altogether fighting for that top 7 spaces. But he told me to work hard for IFM and wait for his good news :) IFM is oh-so-tough and oh-so-boring. Not that I really intend to stay another year for honours but it's always good to keep your options open, learnt this from our dearest MISS DULCIE ENG. Surprisely, I learnt a lot of things from this dear fren (cum ex boss) of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to do my EMET 2008 assignment. This module is harder than I thought. I did well for EMET 2007 so I thought this will be easy but hell no. I'm seriouslt struggling. Management Accounting is such a pain too. Not to mention the marketing assignment while right after I submitted, I realised all my forecasted numbers are wrong. It's oh-so-very-demoralising. To think that I really put in a lot of effort for that 10% assignment which we were given 1 week for. Hate having to be so active and speak up during lecture. I just want to sit at one corner and be in my own world :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to graduate. I can't wait for the day to see my parents arriving from Singapore for my graduation. I really can't wait to start packing my stuffs here and go back to my family and friends. Nevertheless, this experience will definitely be one which I'll keep with me for the rest of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-1149266239887596662?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/1149266239887596662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=1149266239887596662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1149266239887596662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1149266239887596662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-awhile-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-2181409358001214909</id><published>2009-07-24T15:01:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T15:08:17.671+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to Canberrra. Last week was wasted moving over to 5242 and this week is wasted choosing modules! I attended so many lectures just to choose what i want! Finally, I've decided:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUSN 2011 Management Accounting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EMET 2008 Econometrics Modelling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINM 3002 International Finance Management&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MKTG 2003 Marketing for Financial Services&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really want to drop Marketing but I just need this last module to complete my major. The course coordinator was really friendly. I was really happy when she told me I could qualify for Economics Masters even though I'm doing a Commerce Degree :) Not that I'm considering but it sure gave me more options in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy, I'll call you soon :) My address stays the same, only my room number changes from 1281 to 5242 (i told dad 5241 which is wrong!) HUR. LOVE YOU :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-2181409358001214909?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/2181409358001214909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=2181409358001214909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2181409358001214909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2181409358001214909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-to-canberrra.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8018345788614235615</id><published>2009-06-13T03:54:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T04:05:44.378+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams haven been good. I'm left with Econometric Methods and Corporate Finance. Microeconomics 2 was quite tough I thought. The 2008 was a breeze in comparison. I guess nobody expected him to be so harsh on us, especially after how he set his 3 tests which were oh-so-tough. Investments was worse. Jenni Bettman lied to us! Everyone feels so cheated. She said the paper was going to be EASY and she kept hinting us on what was coming out. Guess what? Nothing she said came out. I heard that almost everyone stayed through the 3 hours which was quite unusual for a Finance paper. After the paper, I heard a guy tell his friend, "THE PAPER WAS DISGUSTING". She asked ridiculous theory questions, which she claims that answers to theory questions are directly from the slides but NO, THEY ARE NOT. I think people will complain for being misled. HURHUR. Somehow I just feel that since everyone got cheated, we're on equal grounds? Nobody had an advantage over anyone? So i guess it makes it fair? Oh well, who am i to judge. A student got caught for cheating. First time I hear of people cheating after being here for 1.5 years. She tried to squeeze all the content into 2 A4 papers and hid it in her jacket. How retarded is that? Of course she will get caught! I know there's a lot of content for investments but cheating at this age is a bit too immature? HUR. The invigilator told her that she doesn't have to take any exams FOREVER. Scary~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just woke up from my sleep. Slept straight after eating. I seem to still have 8 hours of sleep despite the exams. I don't care if I don't finish studying but if I don't get enough sleep, I can't think no matter how much I study! I'm almost finishing CHUCK SEASON 2. It's a DAMN GOOD show! I can't stop even though it's the exams. I can imagine how CUI the next 2 papers will be but after that, I'll be free!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS HOME :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-8018345788614235615?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/8018345788614235615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=8018345788614235615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8018345788614235615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8018345788614235615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/06/exams-haven-been-good.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8795407537330936907</id><published>2009-06-07T00:21:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:35:23.954+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm listening to lecture recordings and blogging at the same time. HUR. Everyone else is already revising and here I am still trying to listen to lecture recordings. Econometrics is oh-so-interesting but oh-so-tough. ARGH. I'm so damn stressed. Haven started studying for Micro and Corp Finance. I'm currently at the chapter which I didn't manage to finish for mid semester exam. I'm so retarded and slow. The words "HETEROSKEDASTICITY" and "SERIAL CORRELATION" keep repeating..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Microeconomics/Investments/Econometrics/Corporate Finance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-8795407537330936907?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/8795407537330936907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=8795407537330936907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8795407537330936907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8795407537330936907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-listening-to-lecture-recordings-and.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-1420163193782650543</id><published>2009-05-29T12:58:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T13:05:03.265+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a good day. I'm feeling HAPPY :) despite all the assignments and exams. HUR. Going to get groceries to stock up for exams later. Still deciding if I should go for badminton with Andy &amp;amp; Co tml cos I've gotta rush that stupid EMET assignment. I'm starting to like EMET a lot. I know it's sadistic and weird but I think it's really interesting. Really, I feel like smacking myself for giving up my double degree. It has always been my dream to take Finance &amp;amp; Economics degree. I know it's not easy but I do like it. 3.5 yrs versus 2 yrs. Who wouldn't be tempted to go for the easier route? I do regret giving up but i guess circumstances don't usually let us do what we like. It's more of what is practical and viable. Oh well, I've already chosen the route so I'll stick to it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-1420163193782650543?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/1420163193782650543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=1420163193782650543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1420163193782650543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1420163193782650543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-is-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-5419049837608451361</id><published>2009-05-26T06:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T06:34:14.579+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't describe how tired I am. It's 5.30am and here I am doing my Econometrics tute and Assignment. Just submitted my Micro Assignment today. It's never-ending, really. I don't know how I'm gonna survive through the exams. The weightage for my papers are so damn high, with the minimum being 60% and the maximum being 85%. Plus, it doesn't help that I start very very early and I have consecutive papers. I haven heard of anyone who has a worse time table. Okay, I'm not complaining. I just want to rant. I know it's part and parcel of student life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;// Sometimes, i just feel like shutting out from the whole world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-5419049837608451361?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/5419049837608451361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=5419049837608451361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5419049837608451361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5419049837608451361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cant-describe-how-tired-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8010390714485493171</id><published>2009-05-17T03:24:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T03:48:11.788+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This semester has been a long and painful journey for me. The choice of modules was my biggest mistake. I'm looking towards 4 final semester exams, each comprising of at least 60% of my overall grade. I just finished presentation last Friday. It was okay. My group members were totally depending on me to explain the stupid micro concept which I'm not very sure of. But it's finally over. I don't know. I don't feel stressed. I just feel disturbed. HUR. 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SgbxhFUyC9I/AAAAAAAAAd0/50Yzno-STvQ/s400/IMG_5826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334216359334251474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Mummy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Mother's Day :) Thanks for being the greatest mum in this world. You never said no to me. You gave me more than I deserve. Thanks for always being there. You mean the world to me. I LOVE YOU :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Ting:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really proud of you. I wished I could be at your graduation to watch you receive your awards :) You did very well and we are all very proud of you, Daddy and Mummy in particular. LOVE LOVE :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6388900166859768867-5403245754214575811?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/5403245754214575811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=5403245754214575811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5403245754214575811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5403245754214575811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-mummy-happy-mothers-day-thanks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SgbxhFUyC9I/AAAAAAAAAd0/50Yzno-STvQ/s72-c/IMG_5826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-5169598194889758327</id><published>2009-04-12T07:05:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T07:09:20.887+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting ready to go SYDNEY! Yes, I can never get tired of Sydney. I'm looking forward to:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Fish Market [cheap salmon + prawns]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Lindt Cafe [iced chocolate]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Hurricanes [baked potato]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Pho Pho Pho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Pancakes on the Rocks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Korean Restaurant [bbq chilli squid]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Eggtarts from CHINATOWN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm officially a foodie. This is what ANU has done to me. I hate school. I love food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy, it was great talking to you. Please send my regards to the rest. And enjoy all the easter goodies which I've sent back. LOVE LOVE LOVE :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-5169598194889758327?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/5169598194889758327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=5169598194889758327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5169598194889758327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5169598194889758327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-getting-ready-to-go-sydney-yes-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-7776130360147376394</id><published>2009-04-11T04:28:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T04:29:25.096+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Corporate Finance and Investment paper are just gross gross gross. I intend to redeem both. I seriously hate this semester.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sydney sydney here i come :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-7776130360147376394?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/7776130360147376394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=7776130360147376394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7776130360147376394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7776130360147376394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/04/corporate-finance-and-investment-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-5097588276251180303</id><published>2009-03-28T23:31:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:41:01.468+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day started off well today. Went for THE 4KM CHARITY RESCUE RUN :) Took about 25 minutes. Not too bad for someone who hasn't ran for ages. Wanted to join Amily &amp;amp; Co for badminton but was too tired. The air is so dry that running 4km was pure torture. But I finished and I'm proud of myself :) Tried to do my EMET assignment today but had a lot of difficulties. Gonna go for consultation on Monday. I cooked MEE HOON KUEY for lunch and made really yummy chicken patties (from scratch) to go with burger bread for dinner. SHIOK.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's amazing how I can still maintain my weight although I binge on MAGGIE MEE and CHIPS and COKE every few days. HURHUR. I'm happy but I shall not take it for granted. Texted dad today. He is oh-so-hilarious. I MISS HOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night world :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-5097588276251180303?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/5097588276251180303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=5097588276251180303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5097588276251180303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5097588276251180303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-started-off-well-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-5564115747123269204</id><published>2009-03-24T23:40:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:50:17.115+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's micro paper is oh-so-f**king gross. No joke. It's 2 long question within 50 mins with no reading time. I opened the paper, looked at the 1st question, rolled my eyes and decided to skip it. Went to question 2, stared at it, and went back to the 1st question. This went on for at least 5 mins. I couldn't decide which to do 1st because I couldn't do both. How ridiculous. The textbk questions are alr quite tough. Tutorials are worse. Exams are the WORST. I'm crossing my fingers. I just aim to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have to start to SLOG MY LUNGS OUT from now till the break. Because I have Corporate Finance mid sem on 7 apr, and Investments mid sem and Emet assignment due on 8 apr. I'm started to feel scared. I dunno how to cope with all these shit. I thought I could take a break after today's exam but looks like I'm far from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, Saturday was a great day. Managed to chat with Mummy for 45 minutes. And I had so much fun with the group at sky fire and SHABU SHABU. I've never felt so happy for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 26th BIRTHDAY MELANG MELVIN ANG :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/ScjW2_6m65I/AAAAAAAAAds/3P7Wpih7ND0/s1600-h/IMG_1675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/ScjW2_6m65I/AAAAAAAAAds/3P7Wpih7ND0/s400/IMG_1675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316735600469404562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW, I've terminated my SPORE number so pls DO NOT text/call that number because it no longer exists! Only the Aussie one is available. Time to sleep. I deprive sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-5564115747123269204?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/5564115747123269204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=5564115747123269204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5564115747123269204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5564115747123269204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/03/todays-micro-paper-is-oh-so-fking-gross.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/ScjW2_6m65I/AAAAAAAAAds/3P7Wpih7ND0/s72-c/IMG_1675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-4172242543970842953</id><published>2009-03-19T15:41:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T15:47:23.366+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm waiting for Micro 2 lecture to start. I'm starting to get FAT and LAZY. I need to study. Several things are coming up. Micro 2 mid semester on Tuesday and Micro 2 presentation on Friday. Not forgetting the ongoing Investment and Corporate Finance Quizzes. Did I mention about EMET assignment which I have to use a stupid programme called Eviews? Damn. There's skyfire on Saturday. It's fireworks to celebrate the coming autumn. Den clubbing after that to celebrate Eunice's bdae. This is actually my 1st time clubbing in Canberra. Pathetic i know. But then again, Canberra is pathetic. I just love IORI's, Seoul palace, Sashimi and Pho. All i can think about is food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm BORED BORED BORED. A pretty picture for my MUMMY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/ScHOPve0rtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/cmRADN1p_PY/s1600-h/Photo+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/ScHOPve0rtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/cmRADN1p_PY/s400/Photo+10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314755805113003730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-4172242543970842953?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/4172242543970842953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=4172242543970842953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4172242543970842953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4172242543970842953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-waiting-for-micro-2-lecture-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/ScHOPve0rtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/cmRADN1p_PY/s72-c/Photo+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-7322763258527912770</id><published>2009-02-25T11:40:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:44:08.800+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School has started. This is a killer semester for me. Plus my time table is shit. I end at 5 or 6pm everyday, except for Friday. But I've got tute on Friday morning. Oh well. I may not get to update my blog as often as I use to. It's only the 3rd day of school and I'm already complaining. I have yet to pack my wardrobe. I'm still living off my zip log bags of clothes. Yawn. Class later at 1pm. DAMN! I'm having my 2hr break now and later i have another 2hr break. I'm happy that I stay in UniLodge :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-7322763258527912770?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/7322763258527912770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=7322763258527912770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7322763258527912770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7322763258527912770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-has-started.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8016418290706930961</id><published>2009-02-02T02:52:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T02:55:13.766+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SYXFyEsaUhI/AAAAAAAAAdc/vi6o_aBR1y0/s1600-h/IMG_6414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SYXFyEsaUhI/AAAAAAAAAdc/vi6o_aBR1y0/s400/IMG_6414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297858000715403794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 23RD BIRTHDAY TO MY LAO GONG ALVIN LEE. I LOVE YOU MANY MANY :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-8016418290706930961?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/8016418290706930961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=8016418290706930961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8016418290706930961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8016418290706930961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-23rd-birthday-to-my-lao-gong.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SYXFyEsaUhI/AAAAAAAAAdc/vi6o_aBR1y0/s72-c/IMG_6414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-7939463016584656363</id><published>2009-01-29T05:18:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T05:45:10.559+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sick yet again. It sure sucks to be sick during CNY. I really need to start saving. There are so many things which I want to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. crumpler camera bag&lt;br /&gt;2. polo ralph POLICEMAN coat&lt;br /&gt;3. robo 3-lens camera&lt;br /&gt;4. kenneth cole watch&lt;br /&gt;5. ipod touch&lt;br /&gt;6. 4-lens camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll soon be heading back to FREEZING CANBERRA. I somehow look forward to it. I guess being i'm beginning to enjoy being zhi bi. BEING ALONE CAN BE GOOD :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-7939463016584656363?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/7939463016584656363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=7939463016584656363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7939463016584656363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7939463016584656363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-sick-yet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-1270616119368366618</id><published>2009-01-05T23:31:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:33:48.155+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TAIWAN TAIWAN, HERE I COME :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-1270616119368366618?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/1270616119368366618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=1270616119368366618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1270616119368366618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1270616119368366618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2009/01/taiwan-taiwan-here-i-come.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-5219930028137324956</id><published>2008-11-23T14:00:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T14:15:22.328+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In less than 24 hours, i'll be heading for home. Somehow, friends tell me how they'll miss the kind of freedom they get here. For me, it's pretty much not applicable because i get almost as much freedom in Singapore. Good or bad, you decipher it yourself. I guess it's pretty much subjective.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm packing my bag over &amp;amp; over again, and weighing it over and over again. As though it's gonna be any lighter by replacing some clothes with a pair of shoes. ARGH. I'm packing as though i have 50kg to carry on board when in actual fact, i only have 20kg. I think the furthest i can go is 25kg. My house is like a war zone. It's actually much better today. And it reeks of ginger. SO DAMN VERY GROSS. I so wanna just leave everything and go on and read my book/comic or play ds. I feel so nua but i don't care. I do need a good break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so not looking forward to 1 dec. Not a good day. Results are coming out. It's so gross. I've got a very bad feeling. Worse than last sem. I think it's cos 3 papers were so damn near. And i feel that i didn't study enough. Stats is the only paper which the night before I didn't sleep. The other papers, i went to bed by 12am? Even if i didn't finish, i didn't care. I rather go in with 50% den to go in tired and just blank out. Like my FINM 2002 mid sem. Bad paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking forward to seeing my family. I miss home a lot though i was back in June. Joelle kept pestering me to buy stuffs for her. Super cute. She is so funny. I didn't really get to catch up with er jie this sem. Joeis called the other day and we had a good chat. Da jie emailed so we're quite in contact. Mum never fails to gossip whenever i call back. Er jie would always say "HER MOUTH NEVER STOPS" and the 2 of us would burst out laughing. I miss Dad's oh-so-cute gestures which to him, it's not funny at all. I'LL BE HOME SOON :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;// misses :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-5219930028137324956?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/5219930028137324956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=5219930028137324956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5219930028137324956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5219930028137324956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-less-than-24-hours-ill-be-heading.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-4395268392918040382</id><published>2008-11-20T08:35:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:36:50.675+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Thought of this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When I was young&lt;br /&gt;I never needed anyone&lt;br /&gt;And making love was just for fun&lt;br /&gt;Those days are gone&lt;br /&gt;Livin' alone&lt;br /&gt;I think of all the friends I've known&lt;br /&gt;When I dial the telephone&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to be sure&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel so insecure&lt;br /&gt;And loves so distant and obscure&lt;br /&gt;Remains the cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna live&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young&lt;br /&gt;I never needed anyone&lt;br /&gt;Making love was just for fun&lt;br /&gt;Those days are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna live&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna live&lt;br /&gt;By myself, by myself&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;By myself&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna live&lt;br /&gt;I never, never, never&lt;br /&gt;Needed anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-4395268392918040382?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/4395268392918040382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=4395268392918040382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4395268392918040382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4395268392918040382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/11/thought-of-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-2606927084788086951</id><published>2008-11-19T09:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:15:16.348+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SSM-TxneHBI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5WnFUsw7iX0/s1600-h/Our+drinks..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SSM-TxneHBI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5WnFUsw7iX0/s400/Our+drinks..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270124498410937362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there, i need a quiet night with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-2606927084788086951?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/2606927084788086951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=2606927084788086951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2606927084788086951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2606927084788086951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-there-i-need-quiet-night-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SSM-TxneHBI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5WnFUsw7iX0/s72-c/Our+drinks..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-1522058383332749850</id><published>2008-11-17T13:38:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:42:24.100+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SENNHEISER earphones are second to none. They are oh-so-freaking-good. I feel like I'm clubbing in my head. How is that? I feel slightly better but still sick. Sick for no reason, we wonder why. I can't wait to be home sweet home. This sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-1522058383332749850?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/1522058383332749850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=1522058383332749850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1522058383332749850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1522058383332749850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/11/sennheiser-earphones-are-second-to-none.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-7957283503724537360</id><published>2008-11-07T02:45:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T02:47:07.690+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FEVERISH. I need some TLC. Thank you world. I am prepared to CUI my EMET, FINM &amp; STAT :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-7957283503724537360?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/7957283503724537360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=7957283503724537360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7957283503724537360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7957283503724537360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/11/feverish.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-2676412477272109398</id><published>2008-10-27T22:41:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:47:19.538+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me update before i go back to slp AGAIN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, i had a nightmare. I dreamt that da jie had cancer. The dream seemed so real. I woke up feeling scared and i started crying uncontrollably. Immediately i texted da jie. Her reply was cute, "Dun worry, i'm still v fit n healthy, not forgetting lardy n fatty too :) u tk v gd care of urself k? Lookin fwd to c u soon". It sure made me feel better. I MISS HOME A HELL LOAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad &amp; Mum: Thanks for putting me through school. I know it wasn't easy and you guys did all you can to give me what i wanted. I LOVE YOU BOTH TO BITS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da jie/BIL/Er jie/Ting/Qi/Boy: Thanks for all the love and support all these while. I so cannot wait to see you guys again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's less than a month till I'm home. I CAN'T WAIT :D That is if i manage to survive through DISGUSTING EXAMS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-2676412477272109398?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/2676412477272109398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=2676412477272109398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2676412477272109398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2676412477272109398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-me-update-before-i-go-back-to-slp.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-3554326143487038360</id><published>2008-10-17T04:45:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T04:52:30.721+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm as dead as anything. Seriously. My body clock is so screwed. Did i mention that i submitted the Ecological Footprint Essay fearing that i would fail? A very bad feeling. Did quite badly for FINM 2002 Assignment. 10.5/15. It seems good but it's actually not when everyone else scored so much higher. However, we did well for MKTG 3023 1 hr tute presentation. HOTTIE TUTOR GAVE US 90%. I personally think we did a fantastic job. Everyone knew the material well. Now it's statistics that we have to worry about. Nobody knows anything. We are freaking lost. Oh well. I miss home damn badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;// Thank you for standing by me through this sucky period. You brought me back to life. LOVE YOU MUCH MUCH :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-3554326143487038360?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/3554326143487038360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=3554326143487038360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3554326143487038360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3554326143487038360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-as-dead-as-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-2899631222513077963</id><published>2008-10-12T01:59:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T02:08:10.398+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;isolation&lt;/span&gt; is where i want to be. I can't use words to describe how i feel now. Never felt so cui. You are too important a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;//Goodbye world, till i recover from this state of despondency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-2899631222513077963?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/2899631222513077963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=2899631222513077963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2899631222513077963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2899631222513077963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-isolation-is-where-i-want-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-3309949234745819935</id><published>2008-10-08T02:59:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T03:18:15.866+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm loving this song.&lt;br /&gt;"Because You Live"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring out at the rain with a heavy heart&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the world in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Then your voice pulls me back like a wake up call&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see that it was right there&lt;br /&gt;But now I know what I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, I survived, I'm alive again&lt;br /&gt;Cuz of you, made it through every storm&lt;br /&gt;What is life, what's the use if you're killing time&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I found an angel&lt;br /&gt;Someone&lt;br /&gt;Who was there when all my hopes fell&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fly, looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live there's a reason why&lt;br /&gt;I carry on when I lose the fight&lt;br /&gt;I want to give what you've given me always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has everything I need to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, I live, I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. UPDATES, stop complaining you all. HAHA. I know you all love and miss me a hell load, just be patient! Sydney was okay and I'm super tied up with MKTG 3023 ESSAY + STATS 2003 ASSIGNMENT + every other shit. Oh yah. We did well for CAPSIM. Great team :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SOuJcirXPtI/AAAAAAAAAZo/f4Kfh6K8fbs/s1600-h/capsim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SOuJcirXPtI/AAAAAAAAAZo/f4Kfh6K8fbs/s400/capsim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254444513695842002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are 26245A :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME RETARDED SYDNEY PICTURES. Debbie Poh has successfully transformed me into FOODIE TAN SY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SOuJc1-kYXI/AAAAAAAAAZw/epZVivp-Ub8/s1600-h/IMG_7342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SOuJc1-kYXI/AAAAAAAAAZw/epZVivp-Ub8/s400/IMG_7342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254444518876668274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near Darling Harbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SOuJdNcsHGI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/6jWbLpJzLS8/s1600-h/IMG_7351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SOuJdNcsHGI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/6jWbLpJzLS8/s400/IMG_7351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254444525177019490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To DFO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SOuJdTrCniI/AAAAAAAAAaA/sD_H8xQbYsQ/s1600-h/IMG_7387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SOuJdTrCniI/AAAAAAAAAaA/sD_H8xQbYsQ/s400/IMG_7387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254444526847827490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day we develop a strong hatred for DIM SUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SOuJdShvl_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/G9liAl-dvsE/s1600-h/IMG_7459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SOuJdShvl_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/G9liAl-dvsE/s400/IMG_7459.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254444526540396530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opposite QVB on Day 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to slp. Going Gwen's place to do STATS tml and she stays damn far! Hungry hungry. I want my cup noodles! Oh yah, before i go, did i mention that i called home on Sunday? I felt so happy after that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SOuLVm2IuhI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/g-i1xUuwb-8/s1600-h/IMG_7173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SOuLVm2IuhI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/g-i1xUuwb-8/s400/IMG_7173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254446593578940946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you can make me laugh like a MORON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Singapore and Malaysia Embassy today. Credits to Bestest friend for driving me there. ARGH. That woman told me I need 1 year to renounce my Malaysian Citizenship. I don't have 1 year for her! HAHA. I can't wait to be home. HOME SWEET HOME :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-3309949234745819935?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/3309949234745819935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=3309949234745819935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3309949234745819935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3309949234745819935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-loving-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SOuJcirXPtI/AAAAAAAAAZo/f4Kfh6K8fbs/s72-c/capsim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-5927043673229618415</id><published>2008-09-28T06:09:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T06:22:41.558+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 more hours and we're heading to sydney. Just finished packing. Still feel quite sick though. Nervous as well. MIXED FEELINGS. I'm looking forward to the GOOD FOOD (yes, i'm turning into a FOODIE) plus SHOPPING plus NUA-ING IN BED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt damn cui last night. Cried very badly. Eyes were kinna swollen when i woke up this morning. Floriade yesterday was pretty okay. FLOWERS ARE DAMN PRETTY. Will post pics when i get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 21ST BDAE, AH GER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SN6HRUa10wI/AAAAAAAAAY0/wh-JY6FKoV4/s1600-h/CIMG4496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SN6HRUa10wI/AAAAAAAAAY0/wh-JY6FKoV4/s400/CIMG4496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250782947169391362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;//ANYWHERE FOR YOU :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-5927043673229618415?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/5927043673229618415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=5927043673229618415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5927043673229618415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5927043673229618415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/09/4-more-hours-and-were-heading-to-sydney.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SN6HRUa10wI/AAAAAAAAAY0/wh-JY6FKoV4/s72-c/CIMG4496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-6612999307766132732</id><published>2008-09-18T16:48:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T17:19:30.555+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stressed by every shit that's coming my way. The SCARY list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. EMET Test [tomorrow]&lt;br /&gt;2. Capsim [ongoing]&lt;br /&gt;3. FINM 2002 Assignment [due on monday]&lt;br /&gt;4. MKTG 3023 1 hr tute presentation [next wed]&lt;br /&gt;5. STAT 2003 SPSS data analysis report [due after the break]&lt;br /&gt;6. MKTG 3023 Ecological Footprint Essay [due after the break]&lt;br /&gt;7. Capsim Quiz 2 [next tuesday]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse is I want to go out on Saturday and Sunday. Saturday is Jolyn's 20th. Sunday is dinner with LP. Tell me how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEDICATED TO MUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SNHt6wnAWbI/AAAAAAAAAYE/A9bOuS_7AI8/s1600-h/IMG_6705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SNHt6wnAWbI/AAAAAAAAAYE/A9bOuS_7AI8/s400/IMG_6705.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247236634600036786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times you hear me rant about every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times you cook yummylicious food for me.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the days where I'd carry all your shopping bags for you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the jokes you tell me over meals.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the kind of love i feel when you're around.&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're not here, I can't help but feel lost.&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that a kid cannot do without a mother's love.&lt;br /&gt;I know, because I'm going through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming BIRTHDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th Birthday to PEH. [Stop being so AUNTIE LA!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SNHu4asqlTI/AAAAAAAAAYM/WCaTSe8bsqQ/s1600-h/IMG_7190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SNHu4asqlTI/AAAAAAAAAYM/WCaTSe8bsqQ/s400/IMG_7190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247237693870085426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 20th Birthday to TWINNIE FOO. [it's rude to crop HUNGRY FREN'S FACE OUT. HAHA!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SNHu4T9aAXI/AAAAAAAAAYU/S-xU2kD9QjY/s1600-h/Photo+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SNHu4T9aAXI/AAAAAAAAAYU/S-xU2kD9QjY/s400/Photo+211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247237692061254002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 21st Birthday to BESTIE ANDRE HOR. [HAVE A BIG BANG KUEH LAPIS (stripes) PARTY!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SNHu43mY7LI/AAAAAAAAAYc/M2z4VnU2Ny8/s1600-h/CIMG6115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SNHu43mY7LI/AAAAAAAAAYc/M2z4VnU2Ny8/s400/CIMG6115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247237701628390578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I put on so much weight because of a certain someone. WAHAHA. Thank you DEAR FRIEND for making me snack with you all the time. HUR. I feel like such a pig now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM: She's gonna be okay. Trust me. I'm always here for you. INTERNATIONAL LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SNHyMBroRZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/qDHI6iy7Pkw/s1600-h/CIMG4093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SNHyMBroRZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/qDHI6iy7Pkw/s400/CIMG4093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247241329287120274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH GER: Don't be EMO EMO. Ah boy to the rescue! I LOVE YOU :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SNHyMWZ4uKI/AAAAAAAAAYs/CunEUHSVu4I/s1600-h/DSC03777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SNHyMWZ4uKI/AAAAAAAAAYs/CunEUHSVu4I/s400/DSC03777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247241334849845410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-6612999307766132732?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/6612999307766132732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=6612999307766132732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6612999307766132732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6612999307766132732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/09/stressed-by-every-shit-thats-coming-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SNHt6wnAWbI/AAAAAAAAAYE/A9bOuS_7AI8/s72-c/IMG_6705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-1838369869487523364</id><published>2008-09-10T13:19:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:51:34.038+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quick update before i go for lunch with the rest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karaoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcvzni58hI/AAAAAAAAARU/nBBPmCLKWPM/s1600-h/IMG_2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcvzni58hI/AAAAAAAAARU/nBBPmCLKWPM/s400/IMG_2635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244212854931452434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayang + Mr &amp; Mrs MELVIN. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcvzu_-ItI/AAAAAAAAARc/93ZKlCMQMNc/s1600-h/IMG_2630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcvzu_-ItI/AAAAAAAAARc/93ZKlCMQMNc/s400/IMG_2630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244212856932410066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our OH-SO-GAY friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcv0NJkhII/AAAAAAAAARk/vea45GNfm5k/s1600-h/IMG_2646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcv0NJkhII/AAAAAAAAARk/vea45GNfm5k/s400/IMG_2646.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244212865025737858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST OF BOTH WORLDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21ST BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;They are the funniest, surprised me with a whole load of retarded gifts. Like washing equipment (they are dying for me to quit cooking team and join the washing team instead). Awesome surprise, awesome company, awesome gifts, awesome messages, awesome 21st :) Not forgetting all the OH-SO-BEAUTIFUL 2 bouquets of flowers. 1 from SM/ADE/JESS/WZ and the other from BEST-EST FRIEND. Hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amily DARLING/Melvin CEO/Andy BESTEST FRIEND/Jiayang MR LOW/Gwen HOTTIE/Deb HUNGRY GHOST/Eunice GIRLFRIEND/Huimin TSUNAMI + Minghui CHEF RAMSEY,  THANKS FOR THE AWESOME 21ST! I CAN'T STOP LOVING ALL OF YOU, my CANBERRA PLAYMATES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUMMY/DA JIE/ER JIE/ JOEIS/JOELLE, THANKS FOR THE LOVE SENT THROUGH TELECOMMUNICATION. Hur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM/ADE/JESS/WZ/HERY/ALVIN, THANKS FOR THE AWESOME SURPRISE. I'm SUPER TOUCHED AND I LOVE YOU GUYS TO BITS.&lt;br /&gt;// I look hot in the polo ralph shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AZA DARLING/SY#2/AMANDA, THANKS FOR SENDING BDAE WISHES TO MY RESIDENCE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone else who wished me via SMS/FACEBOOK/FRIENDSTER/EMAIL etc. THANK YOU :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcxdBjd-5I/AAAAAAAAARs/UnpBfxKQ2Zk/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcxdBjd-5I/AAAAAAAAARs/UnpBfxKQ2Zk/s400/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244214665799400338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random gifts to piss me off! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcxdeDuYBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/CS3VVPih2_Q/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcxdeDuYBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/CS3VVPih2_Q/s400/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244214673450885138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amily is laughing at how cui Andy is at wrapping gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcxdgu-cnI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JFD-vjJUx6g/s1600-h/IMG_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcxdgu-cnI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JFD-vjJUx6g/s400/IMG_0067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244214674169164402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friend was doing something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcxd_1374I/AAAAAAAAASE/DIikLdFdDZs/s1600-h/IMG_7234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcxd_1374I/AAAAAAAAASE/DIikLdFdDZs/s400/IMG_7234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244214682519596930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLOWERS FOR ME :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMc0kbw4a1I/AAAAAAAAASM/Teu1BiVE4jw/s1600-h/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMc0kbw4a1I/AAAAAAAAASM/Teu1BiVE4jw/s400/IMG_0125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244218091628948306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They (BESTEST FREN, I'm still giving u the benefit of doubt!) chose a BARBIE cake for me. The first thing i asked was, WHERE'S KEN? Hur. THANK YOU ALL :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some other pics in my own cam but i'll post it up another day. BUSY BUSY BUSY. Tonight we're doing CAPSIM. So far, we're 1st in ANU and the only ANU team in OVERALL TOP 10. Hur :) Oh yah, did i mention that the FINM 2002 MID SEM SUCKED like nothing? Had a damn bad headache as I was doing the paper. 1st time i totally blank out and couldn't remember what i just studied. DAMN. Think i'll do VERY BADLY. I just aim to pass. Nothing more. I'll work harder (or at least i'll try) for final exam. Good news. We did well for STATS proj. DAMN HAPPY. 27/30. That's freaking good to someone who has never gotten such high marks for projects. WAHAHA. Oh well, it makes up for the CUI FINM 2002 results which i'll get soon. Tired + feeling sick. Looking forward to Saturday. Gg Gwen's place to EAT MOONCAKE, SEE MOON, EAT JUNK, PLAY GAMES, PLAY LANTERN. HAHA. Melbourne Melbourne Melbourne, we're going to you in LATE SEPTEMBER! I CAN'T WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// For those who emailed me, give me a week to settle down and i'll slowly reply them one by one. Thank you. LOVE LOVE LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-1838369869487523364?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/1838369869487523364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=1838369869487523364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1838369869487523364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1838369869487523364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/09/quick-update-before-i-go-for-lunch-with.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SMcvzni58hI/AAAAAAAAARU/nBBPmCLKWPM/s72-c/IMG_2635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-4247591114700475850</id><published>2008-09-01T02:09:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T02:27:19.402+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For MR CHUA ENG CHANG.&lt;br /&gt;NOOB. Your email made my day. You're finally gg to NS. I can't wait to see your hair gone! Don't be so cui, stop playing games and do something productive. Yes, i totally miss our random madness. Quoted from the email, "come back eat supper wif me,&lt;br /&gt;let me drink beer and do push ups for fun and sing songs disturb the neighbourhood". OUR GOOD OLD DAYS. You forgot about our routine GOSSIP SESSION about LEOP, LYOP, FLEA &amp; CHEAP MANUAL CARS. HAHA. I miss all your shit. Pls stop calling me BAO BAO LIAN. I know i put on weight but i'm still hot. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLq1w3dYWKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/P0LMuN2aHVQ/s1600-h/05092007279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLq1w3dYWKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/P0LMuN2aHVQ/s400/05092007279.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240700967524522146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of games we play at 3am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLq1w5SySyI/AAAAAAAAARE/JYbrRErU1Qc/s1600-h/noobs!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLq1w5SySyI/AAAAAAAAARE/JYbrRErU1Qc/s400/noobs!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240700968016956194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU, NOOB SHIT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ADE TAN + DEB WONG&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for that sweet note. It's oh-so-cold and oh-so-lonely and oh-so-stressful here. The love is much appreciated. I can't wait to fly back. DECEMBER DECEMBER, I'm so looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLq2kqmaRHI/AAAAAAAAARM/cY-cX4PxQsk/s1600-h/Number-0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLq2kqmaRHI/AAAAAAAAARM/cY-cX4PxQsk/s400/Number-0084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240701857425933426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow EMET mid semester at 6 pm. It's such a gross timing la. I think i would leave early. Multiple choice paper but the AKI STYLE is oh-so-tricky and oh-so-disgusting. The most i just throw eraser, at least there's a 1/6 chance of getting it correct. his questions are so damn gross:&lt;br /&gt;Question: How many of the following statements are true?&lt;br /&gt;(i) BLAH&lt;br /&gt;(ii) BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;(iii) BLAH BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;(iv) BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Exactly 1 of them&lt;br /&gt;(b) Exactly 2 of them&lt;br /&gt;(c) Exactly 3 of them&lt;br /&gt;(d) All of them&lt;br /&gt;(e) None of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like that how to pass? Super duper gross. Pray hard for me, i need that badly. I'm happy that Risk Management Lecture tomorrow at 9am is cancelled. WOOTS. At least i can slp more. I know i'm such a pig. I'm super hungry now but it's time for bed. YAWN. Good night world :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-4247591114700475850?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/4247591114700475850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=4247591114700475850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4247591114700475850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4247591114700475850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-mr-chua-eng-chang.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLq1w3dYWKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/P0LMuN2aHVQ/s72-c/05092007279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-543454013814932897</id><published>2008-08-31T15:54:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T16:05:14.439+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having diarrhoea. I think it's the half-cooked chicken last night. Hur. I sure have a sensitive stomach. Feeling quite cui now. Went toilet 3 times alr. I have EMET mid sem tml but i have yet to finish studying. I'm stil quite lost. Emet lectures are every TUES, WED &amp; THURS. Tues i can't go cos i've got clash. Wed i always can't wake up. So i end up going for Thurs only. Such a lazy ass i know. I'm trying to catch up now. Thank god for Amily's notes. She took emet last year. TIRED. Yay! There's no Risk Management lecture tomorrow. WAHAHA. I can slp longer. Only STATS lecture at 2pm. I MISS EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Er jie: I'm jealous. Why you buy for ting cute animal biscuits but not me! HAHA. send me some love soon. LOVE LOVE LOVE :) Hope the parcel reaches woodlands soon. HAHA. It's a SURPRISE for mummy. Help me wish her HAPPY 53rd BIRTHDAY on 6 SEPT. Tell her that I LOVE HER.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADELINE TAN, pls tell me how similar are these pens to those beside it. DIFFERENT LA. HAHA. See, never pay attention. Now you bought me the wrong set. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLomemW7a4I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7N4kd_-p9AM/s1600-h/edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLomemW7a4I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7N4kd_-p9AM/s400/edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240543423533640578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-543454013814932897?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/543454013814932897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=543454013814932897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/543454013814932897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/543454013814932897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/08/having-diarrhoea.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLomemW7a4I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7N4kd_-p9AM/s72-c/edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-6120078840114615522</id><published>2008-08-30T20:35:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T20:43:16.778+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn busy but i can't not blog about this. It came as a pleasant surprised and I'm super touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collected both at the same time though i guess you guys tried to send the package after the card. HUR. I TOTALLY LOVE IT. I can't stop smiling la. EMET 1001 mid sem exam on Monday so I don't quite have the time to do a gd collage. But pls do know that i really appreciate all that you guys have done and it totally made me feel like i'm the luckiest dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLkVcCLoIxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ghckIu1QHDk/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLkVcCLoIxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ghckIu1QHDk/s400/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240243212788441874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love everything :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLkVcMtHTFI/AAAAAAAAAQs/AqWJOp605pU/s1600-h/Photo+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLkVcMtHTFI/AAAAAAAAAQs/AqWJOp605pU/s400/Photo+104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240243215613250642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the AWESOME video u guys did for me, SUPER SWEET :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentist cost me a BOMB. Hur. $92 for xray and $167 for filling. It's OH-SO-EXPENSIVE. Be back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-6120078840114615522?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/6120078840114615522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=6120078840114615522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6120078840114615522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6120078840114615522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/08/damn-busy-but-i-cant-not-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SLkVcCLoIxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ghckIu1QHDk/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-2820715944638118633</id><published>2008-08-18T02:32:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T02:47:51.567+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick sick sick. Actually i thought of resting now but since i was waiting for my hair to dry and i haven't had the time to call home, here's a quick update. I was sick on &amp; off since 080808. It was bad. Fever on &amp; off. Felt damn cui this morning. Amily too. Her throat was damn cui. She was running a temperature without even knowing. So Andy &amp; Mel brought us to see doctor after project meeting at Gwen's place. We each paid $80+ just to see a doctor. Scarily expensive. Took medicine after dinner and went to bed. Tml class at 9am. I can't not go. Doctor said that i have to finish the entire course of antibiotics at the appropriate times or the viral attack will be back. He's damn friendly :) He knew that i haven really been drinking water. I dunno how he could tell! ARGH. So i guess i'll be down for the next few days. After completing the course of antibiotics, i'm supposed to go back to the chemist and get another course. SIGH. it sure sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning 21. Somehow, i don't seem to feel the least bit of excitement. I just want to get over mid semester exams quick. They are such a pain. My advanced party wasn't as fantastic as i thought it would be. Many things screwed up. But i definitely thank those who turned up and SM/WZ/JESS/ADE for helping out. Thanks :) Ade, i need stationery! Thank you darling. Please help me collect my hair clay from er jie. LOVE LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed. Some pics to share. Taken at Gwen's place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKhHOszeL2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/xVdWd3ZfNuY/s1600-h/IMG_2539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKhHOszeL2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/xVdWd3ZfNuY/s400/IMG_2539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235512884688990050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy keep saying that i can't cook! DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKhHOyD-3vI/AAAAAAAAAP0/9KZethO4qk8/s1600-h/IMG_2545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKhHOyD-3vI/AAAAAAAAAP0/9KZethO4qk8/s400/IMG_2545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235512886100418290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy forced himself into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKhHO-7Cl6I/AAAAAAAAAP8/fc3la7fFJDU/s1600-h/IMG_2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKhHO-7Cl6I/AAAAAAAAAP8/fc3la7fFJDU/s400/IMG_2544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235512889552574370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amily love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKhHPNMLxnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Ukc-hhg9oVg/s1600-h/IMG_2551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKhHPNMLxnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Ukc-hhg9oVg/s400/IMG_2551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235512893382575730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BESTEST FRIEND who loves to be a free rider in projects. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKhHPR0LqUI/AAAAAAAAAQM/jy_DYDfKuiI/s1600-h/IMG_2554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKhHPR0LqUI/AAAAAAAAAQM/jy_DYDfKuiI/s400/IMG_2554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235512894624082242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Feel damn cui now. Hair is almost dry. Time to ZZZ again. Good night world. I wish it wasn't so painful to be so sick and suffer all alone. But many thanks to the group who constantly took care of me. Amily/Melvin/Andy/MH/DEB :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-2820715944638118633?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/2820715944638118633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=2820715944638118633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2820715944638118633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2820715944638118633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/08/sick-sick-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKhHOszeL2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/xVdWd3ZfNuY/s72-c/IMG_2539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-6382247233824239178</id><published>2008-08-13T19:22:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:41:14.407+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JOEIS TAN!&lt;br /&gt;What happened? I got a shock after reading your blog. Are you okay already? I'm so worried. Pls eat regularly and take your medicine! If you ever need anything, you can always text me. You're super duper important to me. I can't do without you! I know you feel lonely after i left. But i'm always here. Er jie &amp; JOETSC are available too. Don't keep things to yourself. We are a family and we care for you very much. If it makes you happy, go shopping with my card. Just this once. Buy what you like, it's all on me. But pls stop buying shoes, mother will ROAR. You and er jie have tonnes of shoes. That's real scary. Let MINNIE MOUSE slp on my bed, then u won't feel so lonely. The cardi you bought for me is damn damn damn nice. I think i look damn gd in it. HAHA. I'm sick too but i'm recovering. I LOVE YOU VERY VERY MUCH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKKczGGJY2I/AAAAAAAAAPk/FrhCKkRRSL8/s1600-h/sisters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKKczGGJY2I/AAAAAAAAAPk/FrhCKkRRSL8/s400/sisters.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233918118581592930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONG KONG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKKcyq0FgGI/AAAAAAAAAPU/oa_4-EQeQRM/s1600-h/IMG_4555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKKcyq0FgGI/AAAAAAAAAPU/oa_4-EQeQRM/s400/IMG_4555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233918111258083426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKKcy3N8b9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/S0y4rRnzleU/s1600-h/IMG_6511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKKcy3N8b9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/S0y4rRnzleU/s400/IMG_6511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233918114587766738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da jie's WEDDING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i love you a lot. If you ever need anyone, I'm just a phone call away. Pls send my love to everyone at home, including Da jie &amp; BIL when they're back. I'm coping well and feeling happy. I can't wait to see you all again. Be good, I LOVE YOU :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// When I'm with you - Faber Drive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-6382247233824239178?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/6382247233824239178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=6382247233824239178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6382247233824239178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6382247233824239178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/08/joeis-tan-what-happened-i-got-shock.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SKKczGGJY2I/AAAAAAAAAPk/FrhCKkRRSL8/s72-c/sisters.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-444973194049365572</id><published>2008-08-11T14:19:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:22:37.797+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fell damn sick on Friday night. Dunno if it was the curry (Andy insists that it's the curry), lack of slp or just coincidence. Anyhow, i was damn damn damn cui. Vomited like crazy on Friday night. Thanks to Deb for the porridge and honey :) Amily/Mel/Andy brought barley (cooked by Minghui) over for me. Thank you all. Saturday night we had mac for supper while watching olympics. 128, 328 and 441 had guests for the night. Deb/Gwen/JY stayed over. Chat till about 6.45am? Sunday breakfast at Andy/Minghui's place. I felt damn dizzy and had a blackout in the evening. Had a very bad fall. Quite a small but deep cut on my left toe. Last sem was right toe. DAMN. A very bad knock against my right knee. That's not all. After i bathed, i wanted to wash the dishes. The knife just conveniently slipped off my hand. So now my left hand has a cut too. I somehow feel that i can't really control my movements? I think i need more rest. This sure sucks. I'm stil feeling quite cui now. Dragged myself up for lecture this morning. Amily is sick too :( Coolest friend, thanks for the chin chow. YUMMYLICIOUS. I know you're cool but i'm cooler. HAHA. Surprise for you soon :) That day i wanted to surprise Amily/Andy with tiramisu. I bumped into Andy after i bought. Like how shuay can i get? He was feeling pretty depressed so i thought of cheering him up. As for Amily, it's feeding time during every other occasion she's not busy. HUR. She's stil so skinny. And she loved tiramisu from that particular place :) Thanks dearest for cleaning my wound for me. I can feel your love [along with love from ZA/JING/YX] :))) Let's save more $$ den we can go shopping soon. LOVE LOVE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to class in 30 minutes. Gonna come back and slp. Wanted to rest after morning's lecture but went for coffee with YT/Jo. They are super retarded. Keep making fun of me -_-ll Thanks arh. YT, you're banned from 128 from now on. HAHA. You and your racial harmony. Don't hanky panky, i tell your mother. Looking forward to Friday. THE X-FILES: I WANT TO BELIEVE. I can't wait. I better recover quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// The sweet escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-444973194049365572?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/444973194049365572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=444973194049365572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/444973194049365572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/444973194049365572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/08/fell-damn-sick-on-friday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8657408572977557380</id><published>2008-08-05T19:45:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T19:59:52.579+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Everyone and everything is getting on nerves and I can't be more right about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon (or rather it has alr started), i would be very busy. We have to enter this business stimulation competition against Macquarie Uni and Uni of NSW. Gross. And we are supposed to each pay $47. Each industry is made up of 6 teams, 2 from UNSW, 3 from MU and only 1 from ANU. Madness. I think it's gonna be fun but it'll take up a lot of our time. We're suppose to make business decisions and we are ranked against other teams based on our current share price. Melvin is super enthu about this. HAHA. Later we're gonna discuss after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F***, just leave me alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-8657408572977557380?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/8657408572977557380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=8657408572977557380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8657408572977557380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8657408572977557380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/08/everyone-and-everything-is-getting-on.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-5397111360108389329</id><published>2008-08-02T22:31:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:52.466+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Went Gwen's place. HER HSE IS DAMN NICE :) But super cold. Damn cosy. Lunch &amp; dinner there. Bak Ku Teh was yummylicious. DURIAN was even better though it was kinna gluey! Took some pics but it's with Am dearest. HUR. We were playing DS together. Our new source of entertainment. When i came back, i was suffering from toothache for like an hour? DAMN. I was so damn irritated. It's not that bad but it's not a good sign. I would have visited the dentist before coming back if i didn't fall so sick. I pasted photos on my wall. I think it's damn nice. WAHAHA. I have yet to show Am. Passed her some photos cos i think i have too many. Share the love. Dominos for supper :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mummy:&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, you don't have to worry about me. I can take care of myself and I'm doing well. I have great friends. I've learnt how to cook. Just this week, I cooked oyster sauce mixed vegetables, stir fried spicy dark soy sauce chicken and bacon omelette! Although some things went wrong (Eg. added corn flour without mixing it with water first), i kinna got the hang of it. I know you miss me, i miss you and the rest as well. Tomorrow is qi's 17th bdae, hope you guys have fun :) Sending my love from down under. I LOVE YOU, MUMMY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;3rd August marks a special day for 3 pple.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY JOETSC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJVSxnhxQ_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/6JFdPWZVecc/s1600-h/IMG_6717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJVSxnhxQ_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/6JFdPWZVecc/s400/IMG_6717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230177554638390258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 27TH BIRTHDAY SY#2 [i will always be SY#1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJVSyJHhZLI/AAAAAAAAAO0/zsXOgfMgF9g/s1600-h/24112007057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJVSyJHhZLI/AAAAAAAAAO0/zsXOgfMgF9g/s400/24112007057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230177563655103666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, HAPPY 23RD BIRTHDAY RATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other pics :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJVTlNjgc7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/nhZnvubH_GY/s1600-h/Photo+334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJVTlNjgc7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/nhZnvubH_GY/s400/Photo+334.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230178441019552690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done yet but it's looking gd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJVTlILDjqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/lHYd8dq3a5o/s1600-h/Photo+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJVTlILDjqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/lHYd8dq3a5o/s400/Photo+322.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230178439574818466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice jacket from bestest friend (or he claims to be), Andy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJVTljDDBeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bzX5TTusd54/s1600-h/Photo+332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJVTljDDBeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bzX5TTusd54/s400/Photo+332.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230178446788986338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SUNNY SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward, dinner at Amily's tonight. YAY! She cooked soup. Hur. She and Minghui are great cooks. I'm stil learning. WAHAHA. Time to play DS, feeling bored. DS DS DS :) Later i'm gg up to get 300 games from Amily. Woots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-5397111360108389329?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/5397111360108389329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=5397111360108389329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5397111360108389329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5397111360108389329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/08/yesterday-went-gwens-place.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJVSxnhxQ_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/6JFdPWZVecc/s72-c/IMG_6717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-3039534225519155266</id><published>2008-08-01T12:34:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:53.264+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm oh-so-bored. Waiting for Minghui to finish class :( This uncle is so slow. WAHAHA. (Shit, he's gonna poison my dinner tonight after seeing this!) Damn. Today i was late for class cos i couldn't find the classroom. WAHAHA. Cop 1151 is like hidden and i was like walking a maze. And when i finally found it, i realised that there's a bloody short cut if i turn left from UniLodge backdoor instead of walking straight. I feel stupid la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand. Why are all my friends so down? I sld be more down than any of you! I don't have my family or friends with me :( Life goes on, this is what i've learnt from this trip. By feeling down, you're just making yourself miserable. be happy all my friends, BECAUSE TSY MISSES ALL OF YOU :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJJqEw6_pHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Q-fbIG_fhTY/s1600-h/bored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJJqEw6_pHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Q-fbIG_fhTY/s400/bored.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229358747414930546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored bored bored after EMET tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJJqFSeZVJI/AAAAAAAAAOk/2yD2CZjG3ts/s1600-h/IMG_7166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJJqFSeZVJI/AAAAAAAAAOk/2yD2CZjG3ts/s400/IMG_7166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229358756421784722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up la! Anything can text/call me. Tk note that Canberra is 2hrs in advance and I have morning classes every single day. HAHA :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-3039534225519155266?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/3039534225519155266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=3039534225519155266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3039534225519155266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3039534225519155266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-oh-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJJqEw6_pHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Q-fbIG_fhTY/s72-c/bored.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-3932253160303633698</id><published>2008-08-01T01:25:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:54.021+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like a hero now. 9 am class and i'm still here online. Tml confirm wake up late and rush to class for tutorial looking damn STONE. Plus, i'm wearing this to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJHMDpH-LrI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DjUTB3KL-Qk/s1600-h/Photo+327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJHMDpH-LrI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DjUTB3KL-Qk/s400/Photo+327.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229185005304819378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my COCONUT haircut. Looks retarded i know. (dear hair, pls faster grow back!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twinnie/YT came to crash my place again in the afternoon. HUR. I've been seeing them almost everyday. They love coming to my place. Twinnie said i made her day cos i always shower her with ice cream, pocky, soya milk etc. She came to play my ds but it died on her. WAHAHA. I prepared warm water for YT cos she wasn't feeling well :) [To think that YT kept arguing that it's her who is taking care of me instead of the other way round!] I'm such a nice friend. That day Twinnie was so retarded. Ernest came and find her. I didn't want to know him so I tried to leave but Twinnie pulled my hand and introduce me as her GIRLFRIEND. HAHA. I'm like attached to everyone, both in Canberra and Singapore. Before i head to bed, nice pics (although only 2) to entertain readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJHNOFS6g7I/AAAAAAAAAOM/-AmqF5cXfSY/s1600-h/Photo+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJHNOFS6g7I/AAAAAAAAAOM/-AmqF5cXfSY/s400/Photo+256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229186284177228722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the CUTEST pic ever. My brother when he was young. LOVE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJHNYQM8dFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Qteg3RpPljQ/s1600-h/cute+one.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJHNYQM8dFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Qteg3RpPljQ/s400/cute+one.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229186458903671890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-3932253160303633698?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/3932253160303633698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=3932253160303633698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3932253160303633698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3932253160303633698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-like-hero-now.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJHMDpH-LrI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DjUTB3KL-Qk/s72-c/Photo+327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-2033706014577871856</id><published>2008-07-31T14:04:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:54.116+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jing, don't be jealous. This one's for you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJEtbbooYLI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Dg6Wt_QAtRQ/s1600-h/she+seem+to+love+me+alot..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJEtbbooYLI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Dg6Wt_QAtRQ/s400/she+seem+to+love+me+alot..JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229010591651750066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so scandalous! Be happy, i love you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-2033706014577871856?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/2033706014577871856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=2033706014577871856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2033706014577871856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2033706014577871856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/07/jing-dont-be-jealous.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJEtbbooYLI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Dg6Wt_QAtRQ/s72-c/she+seem+to+love+me+alot..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-7577063769390166255</id><published>2008-07-31T01:53:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:54.234+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having gastric pain AGAIN :( Tired. Gonna slp soon. 10am lecture tml. Tml the group is going to watch WANTED which i alr watched in Spore. AJ is OH-SO-HOT. I want a body like hers! Fat hope i know. The height is out alr :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we made the stupidest mistake. Amily/Mel/Andy and i went into class. We sat down and started making a lot of noise. Tutor came in late. When he came in, he said "Microeconomics class?" Den i turned to Amily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, he said MICROECONOMICS.&lt;br /&gt;Am: Are we in the correct class?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Faster check time table.&lt;br /&gt;Am: Shit, it says room 5, we're in 7!&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Correct what, it's suppose to be 7.&lt;br /&gt;Am: I go room 5 and check.&lt;br /&gt;Mel (turned to the group beside us): What class is this?&lt;br /&gt;Group: Microeconomics.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Shit. Wrong class. Faster go out. Andy, your time table wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. We were such a legend. Thing is, Am &amp; i alr started bitching abt this other Singaporean that was in that class. I was wondering since when she took Marketing major. WAHAHA. So paiseh. Strategic Marketing tutor is cute. Risk Management tutor is oh-so-gay. Mel went to imitate the way he stands. HAHA. But his FCUK sweater is damn nice :) Time to slp :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJCBS24KUvI/AAAAAAAAANs/p_NWnxdm6os/s1600-h/Photo+310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJCBS24KUvI/AAAAAAAAANs/p_NWnxdm6os/s400/Photo+310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228821328345846514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh-so-messy table!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-7577063769390166255?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/7577063769390166255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=7577063769390166255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7577063769390166255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7577063769390166255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/07/having-gastric-pain-again-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SJCBS24KUvI/AAAAAAAAANs/p_NWnxdm6os/s72-c/Photo+310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-2546562818356020058</id><published>2008-07-30T14:34:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:54.716+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thinking of a certain song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you boo, (oh)&lt;br /&gt;I gotta see you boo (hey)&lt;br /&gt;And there're hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Little mama,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you're a stunner&lt;br /&gt;Hot..little figure,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you're a winner&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so glad to be yours,&lt;br /&gt;You're a class all your own&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, little cutie&lt;br /&gt;When..you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I swear..the whole world stops&lt;br /&gt;You're my sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so glad that you are mine&lt;br /&gt;You are one of a kind and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;br /&gt;You mean to me&lt;br /&gt;What I mean to you and..&lt;br /&gt;Together baby,&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing we won't do&lt;br /&gt;'cause if I got you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need money,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need cars,&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you're my all.&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;I'm into you,&lt;br /&gt;And girl,&lt;br /&gt;No one else would do,&lt;br /&gt;'cause with every kiss and every hug,&lt;br /&gt;You make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;And now I know I can't be the only one,&lt;br /&gt;I bet there heart's all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;With the love of their life who feels..&lt;br /&gt;What I feel when I'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you [x5]&lt;br /&gt;Girl..&lt;br /&gt;With you [x5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl!&lt;br /&gt;I don't want nobody else,&lt;br /&gt;Without you, there's no one left then,&lt;br /&gt;You're like Jordans on Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;I gotta have you and I cannot wait now,&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Little shawty,&lt;br /&gt;Say you care for me,&lt;br /&gt;You know I care for you,&lt;br /&gt;You know...that I'll be true,&lt;br /&gt;You know that I won't lie,&lt;br /&gt;You know that I would try,&lt;br /&gt;To be your everything..yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;br /&gt;'cause if I got you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need money,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need cars,&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you're my all.&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you [x5]&lt;br /&gt;Oh..&lt;br /&gt;With you [x5]&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge 2]&lt;br /&gt;And I..&lt;br /&gt;Will never try to deny,&lt;br /&gt;that you're my whole life,&lt;br /&gt;'cause if you ever let me go,&lt;br /&gt;I would die..&lt;br /&gt;So I won't front,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need another woman,&lt;br /&gt;I just need your all and nothing,&lt;br /&gt;'cause if I got that,&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll be straight&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're the best part of my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you boo,&lt;br /&gt;I gotta see you boo&lt;br /&gt;And there're hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight [x2]&lt;br /&gt;Woo Oh.. Yeah&lt;br /&gt;They need it boo,&lt;br /&gt;They gotta see their boo,&lt;br /&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Hearts all over the world tonight [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you [x5]&lt;br /&gt;Girl..&lt;br /&gt;With you [x5]&lt;br /&gt;Oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: ADELINE TAN ZHI BI&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always being there, helping me run errands and sharing gossips with me. Makes me feel so much better. I keep having bad nightmares. WAHAHA. So damn childish i know but i can't help it. I'll play DS more and get over the nightmares. I need to go buy bananas soon too cos i'm getting indigestion. Ask YT to keep her hair back. Now too cheena. Just bumped into her this morning, she was late for lecture while i was late for tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI_iaWsCnMI/AAAAAAAAANc/SkWvHHeF8OI/s1600-h/Photo+296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI_iaWsCnMI/AAAAAAAAANc/SkWvHHeF8OI/s400/Photo+296.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228646634795211970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we look quite good together. Try to put some make up, maybe i'll ditch wz for you. WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Azaleas Loh POISON FLOWER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i love you the most. Your joke yesterday was hilarious. It totally made my day. Somehow, you are one of the rare few that can sense when i'm down. You're my best :) I really don't want you to be sad. Amily and I love you very much though we're far away. We constantly talk about you guys. We miss you all dearly. I know life sucks and everything is not going your way. Somehow, it seems that everyone goes through this shit once in awhile. Unlucky few will go through it all the time, like me. HAHA. Learn to take things slowly. We'll try to call you when we're less tied up with sch work alright? Meanwhile, hang out more with Serene/Jing/YX. Be good, we love you very much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI_ia9flSjI/AAAAAAAAANk/B51RgCScGkk/s1600-h/IMG_7045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI_ia9flSjI/AAAAAAAAANk/B51RgCScGkk/s400/IMG_7045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228646645211941426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My QUEEN :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for class soon. HUR. Bet Amily/Melvin will be late. Super cute. 2 of them always damn slow. HEEHEE. Meeting them and Andy to go class. Finally. The weekend is coming. I can't wait. YAWN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-2546562818356020058?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/2546562818356020058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=2546562818356020058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2546562818356020058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2546562818356020058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/07/thinking-of-certain-song.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI_iaWsCnMI/AAAAAAAAANc/SkWvHHeF8OI/s72-c/Photo+296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8473103402038796481</id><published>2008-07-29T18:07:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:55.377+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm starting to miss my stupid hair. I think i look better with longer hair. i sld have listened to the ah ger. DAMN. Stoning here. Woke up from my 4 hrs nap. Damn damn damn shiok. I can't seem to slp at night. I take hours to fall aslp. Stupid Andy keep going on to assume that I dream of monsters under my bed. HUR. That's damn lame. But he bought me a nice thick jacket which i like quite a lot. Dunno why Mel/Am were guessing that i won't wear. Perhaps it's too girly? But after all, I am a girl. HUR. I need to finish 2 tutorials, Strategic Marketing and Fin instruments &amp; risk management. All looks damn cheem. That's the result of falling sick and being forced to stay in Singapore for another week. Blessing in disguise i would say since i got to spend more time with FAMILY &amp; FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI7EJG8E0eI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZQyQ0zR-pUI/s1600-h/DSC00722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI7EJG8E0eI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZQyQ0zR-pUI/s400/DSC00722.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228331878184178146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's DADDY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI7EJcppBXI/AAAAAAAAANE/7nJk5_a4SP4/s1600-h/DSC00978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI7EJcppBXI/AAAAAAAAANE/7nJk5_a4SP4/s400/DSC00978.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228331884012438898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night before i left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI7EJQyzizI/AAAAAAAAANM/WjzU0HV5SyA/s1600-h/DSC00981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI7EJQyzizI/AAAAAAAAANM/WjzU0HV5SyA/s400/DSC00981.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228331880829651762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my roomie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI7D23ufXxI/AAAAAAAAAM0/69Xg7RtwGVQ/s1600-h/CIMG6283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI7D23ufXxI/AAAAAAAAAM0/69Xg7RtwGVQ/s400/CIMG6283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228331564863020818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with the clique at Villa Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for end of the year. This semester seems worse than last. I hate hate hate Strategic Marketing. It's so tough and boring and dry. YUCKS. We have to enter some international shit competition and pay USD $40. So silly okay! The rest of the modules are less gross but still, they suck. I hate school. I wanna work, CDC CDC CDC. I prefer doing events, at least that's what i think I'm better at. Ms Eng, I'm bored, faster come visit again. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI7LNodZdDI/AAAAAAAAANU/6Qca9Z2Q1AM/s1600-h/IMG_6940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI7LNodZdDI/AAAAAAAAANU/6Qca9Z2Q1AM/s400/IMG_6940.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228339652483183666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney with dulcie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice/YT/HM just came to my place. Super retarded. I open the door as Eunice tried to open it from outside and she screamed. HUR. So retarded. They are a bunch of hungry pple. They kept forcing me to go International Ball. I'm not interested. HAHA. Then they kept asking me to go Civic with them. I'm so tired (even after my power nap) so i said no too. HUR. There's a reason why I didn't go with Amily they all! I feel so lazy and zhi bi. YAWN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-8473103402038796481?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/8473103402038796481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=8473103402038796481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8473103402038796481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8473103402038796481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-starting-to-miss-my-stupid-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI7EJG8E0eI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZQyQ0zR-pUI/s72-c/DSC00722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-67418951399431073</id><published>2008-07-28T19:00:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:56.166+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling shit now. Having gastric pain though i ate lunch. Took a nap cos was really tired. Keep having the same nightmare over and over again. I sure hate slping alone (ting, i prefer to share a rm with you!). Lecture today was oh-so-dry and oh-so-boring. Tired. I took 2 hrs to fall aslp last night. Later i'm cooking 1 dish for dinner. Obviously they all will try to avoid whatever i cook. Hur. I think i'm not that bad but they think otherwise. So tired. Oh yah, any1 interested in contacting me, here are my contact details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hp: (+61) 402612310&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home: I have no idea but Adeline does so pls ask her if interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UniLodge @ ANU, Room 1281&lt;br /&gt;25 Childers Street&lt;br /&gt;Canberra ACT 2601&lt;br /&gt;Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI2ARvEHeII/AAAAAAAAAMc/6wj9Vew3kyg/s1600-h/P1000520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI2ARvEHeII/AAAAAAAAAMc/6wj9Vew3kyg/s400/P1000520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227975784626878594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st party (more pics soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI2ARzFSzDI/AAAAAAAAAMk/2cXZzQjeSdY/s1600-h/IMG_7172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI2ARzFSzDI/AAAAAAAAAMk/2cXZzQjeSdY/s400/IMG_7172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227975785705557042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family love at T3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI2ASVGarJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/084sXNK_p4U/s1600-h/IMG_7180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI2ASVGarJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/084sXNK_p4U/s400/IMG_7180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227975794837073042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM / SY &amp; WZ / ADE / JESS (more pics soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I'm so proud of you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI2ARcPZW1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/AaZs7TyBD68/s1600-h/P1000428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI2ARcPZW1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/AaZs7TyBD68/s400/P1000428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227975779573914450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-67418951399431073?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/67418951399431073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=67418951399431073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/67418951399431073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/67418951399431073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-feeling-shit-now.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SI2ARvEHeII/AAAAAAAAAMc/6wj9Vew3kyg/s72-c/P1000520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-369920202831809980</id><published>2008-07-26T19:35:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T19:48:52.483+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've reached safely. Thanks to all who sent me off at the airport. Was putting on a brave front before i went in. Starting crying like mad when i got in. Den i was running around trying to find out which gate i'm supposed to go to because it doesn't state on the boarding pass. Reached Sydney at 7plus. Stoned at the airport while listening to my ipod. Was feeling rather emo :( Boarded the coach but it got delayed so i reached Canberra quite late. Andy came and pick me up. Went back to put things den out for late lunch with Amily/Mel/Andy. Minghui was rushing his report. Dinner at Samy's with the group. Den drinking n gambling session at Andy's place. Bumped into YT/Eunice at Civic. They asked me to join them at Cube but i alr agreed to hang out with the group so gave it a miss. YT cut her stupid hair. She says that my hair looks weird. I think hers is worse. HUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Andy/Amily/Mel watching show. I'm gonna stay home with Minghui. We gg break out area to do our tutorials. I'm lagging behind. Don't even know what's gg on. Gosh. I haven even printed notes. I'm oh-so-lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// I'm back to my ZHI BI world which i'm thankful for. Thanks to Mummy &amp; Daddy for making all these possible. I LOVE YOU :-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-369920202831809980?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/369920202831809980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=369920202831809980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/369920202831809980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/369920202831809980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-reached-safely.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-9082846781576021886</id><published>2008-07-08T04:19:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:56.316+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE LONG AWAITED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SHJQbTVcJqI/AAAAAAAAAMM/1YDf56C3qbQ/s1600-h/invite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SHJQbTVcJqI/AAAAAAAAAMM/1YDf56C3qbQ/s400/invite.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220323348052715170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will upload a collection of my OH-SO-COOL dressing for everyone's reference. For those who have yet to RSVP, pls let me know soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: DRESS CODE IS COMPULSORY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-9082846781576021886?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/9082846781576021886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=9082846781576021886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/9082846781576021886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/9082846781576021886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-awaited.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SHJQbTVcJqI/AAAAAAAAAMM/1YDf56C3qbQ/s72-c/invite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-5933274217365246502</id><published>2008-06-18T14:04:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T14:06:45.942+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought today's paper would make me feel better but NO! The paper was quite tough. I was hoping for HD but i doubt i can get it. SHIT. So saddening. I MISS MUMMY :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-5933274217365246502?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/5933274217365246502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=5933274217365246502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5933274217365246502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5933274217365246502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-thought-todays-paper-would-make-me.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8723117459239374412</id><published>2008-06-16T17:20:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:56.537+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOT ang moh just came into the breakout area with a RED MAC. WOOTS. Last night i was so retarded. Minghui went back to cook so i was alone in the breakout area. Cos there was not much movement in the room (i was studying), the light turn off every 15 mins? So i ended up throwing slippers, tissue box n everything i could find to trigger the sensor. I was too lazy to move. Chicken rice was yummylicious. Today's HEAD CHEF is Amily/Melvin. They finished 3 papers and are down to the last one, Marketing Research. My turn to panic because Wednesday &amp; Thursday's paper are both at 9am. So scary. I hope i can wake up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// I want to be ZHI BI for the next 10 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ah ger, thanks for the text. I really feel so cui and i miss home like crazy. Known you for 8 years. You've never failed to be there for me, esp during the DRAMA just before i left. You don't know how much you all mean to me [ADE/SM/JESS/SHER/ALVIN included]. I MISS ALL OF YOU. LOVE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SFYJwrvhSsI/AAAAAAAAAME/fg5y4jKMdyk/s1600-h/CIMG4028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SFYJwrvhSsI/AAAAAAAAAME/fg5y4jKMdyk/s400/CIMG4028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212364350708337346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU AH GER :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-8723117459239374412?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/8723117459239374412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=8723117459239374412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8723117459239374412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8723117459239374412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/06/hot-ang-moh-just-came-into-breakout.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SFYJwrvhSsI/AAAAAAAAAME/fg5y4jKMdyk/s72-c/CIMG4028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-595305030862998936</id><published>2008-06-14T22:36:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:41:40.909+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Financial Maths is the worst exam i've ever taken. I went in feeling rather confident. I was confident because I did my revision and I was quite sure that a Distinction shouldn't be a problem. I almost DIED when i opened the question paper. It's so F***king difficult. I think there's at least 40 marks which i can't do. I'm so screwed. To think Aaron actually said "I hope you get HD for this exam". Passing is already a problem. Sigh. I'm super demoralised. I called Saphy and started crying. A cry baby i know but i just felt so demoralised. Like it's so unfair. I did my work and I deserve good grades. I hate this :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm considering summer school which means i only get to go back Spore for awhile at the end of the year. I'm weighing the options. I hate this life, really. FUCK. Round 2 of depression is here. If another exam is as screwed up as this, i can jolly well pack my bags n head home without a degree. DAMN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-595305030862998936?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/595305030862998936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=595305030862998936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/595305030862998936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/595305030862998936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/06/financial-maths-is-worst-exam-ive-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-1288419464171792786</id><published>2008-06-12T11:55:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T11:56:21.118+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm suffering from severe depression due to Gary. Thank you for making me even more stressed. No more distinction for Marketing Research. ALL YOUR FAULT :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-1288419464171792786?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/1288419464171792786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=1288419464171792786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1288419464171792786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1288419464171792786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-suffering-from-severe-depression-due.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-4047542633139433413</id><published>2008-06-02T02:06:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:56.726+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You tell me the lamest jokes.&lt;br /&gt;You have supper with me at the weirdest hour.&lt;br /&gt;You go shopping with me but i always have to hold all your shopping bags.&lt;br /&gt;You always give me pathetic face when u wanna borrow $.&lt;br /&gt;You share your nice clothes with me.&lt;br /&gt;You steal my clothes all the time.&lt;br /&gt;You BITCH with me abt common friends.&lt;br /&gt;You and i gossip about mum all the time.&lt;br /&gt;You always pester me for PRISON BREAK/HEROES.&lt;br /&gt;You give the cutest laughter.&lt;br /&gt;You are forever hungry.&lt;br /&gt;You and i love to sing "DADDY WASN'T THERE".&lt;br /&gt;You attended my graduation ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;You get along best with all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;You made me stand outside La SENZA dressing room for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;You and i love "JIU JING, KAI CHU NI".&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, you are my HOTTIE SISTER and I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard someone got a new camera for her birthday. Hope you guys had fun on saturday. I thought the celebration was today cos that's what mother told me! Thanks for everything you've done for me. I know that you'll always love me no matter how much weight i put on or how badly i do in school. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SEK7XElqQwI/AAAAAAAAALY/OVsJJ4-7AYA/s1600-h/IMG_6712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SEK7XElqQwI/AAAAAAAAALY/OVsJJ4-7AYA/s400/IMG_6712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206930124236800770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 23RD BIRTHDAY, MY SEXY ER JIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-4047542633139433413?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/4047542633139433413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=4047542633139433413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4047542633139433413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4047542633139433413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-tell-me-lamest-jokes.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SEK7XElqQwI/AAAAAAAAALY/OVsJJ4-7AYA/s72-c/IMG_6712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8592116312447571842</id><published>2008-05-28T17:07:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:56.866+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired though it's a short day. I skipped Financial Maths tutorial. Not cos i was lazy. Basically, nobody knows what he is talking about. There are always 4 pple in the tutorial. Only 1 can understand what he's saying, and i'm not one of them. Anyway answers will be up on webct. I go there also show face only. I rather approach Aaron if i don't understand. Seriously, the tutor prolly knows his stuff but he certainly can't teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twinnie Jo, thanks for your concern. I'm okay, really. Tomorrow won't go lunch with you guys. Go ahead without me eh? I need to rest. Haven been slping well for the past week due to projects. Am really tired. Finally the nightmare is over. I haven even started on exam revision. What a bum. ARGH. I deserve to be scolded, like totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney Part 3 i can't wait :) GRINS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Qi, please ask boy to read this if you see this cos i believe he only goes online to play games. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Seth, mum is worried about your results. Please study hard. Play less games. Please STAY AWAY from your PSP and the comp for once. You're old enough. You don't need 5 sisters to chase you to your books. We all dote on you so we don't exactly scold you. What you want, you always get. I know you're trying but we need you to try harder. Be good ok? We all love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad &amp; Mum, thanks for always being there. I LOVE YOU BOTH :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 28 May 2008. A special day for a special someone, my dear friend. 8 years and still counting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went through yucky final yr project together. We walked in the rain together. We talked about our deepest secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me dirty jokes. You tease me all the time with the "I'm going out with Audrey next Tuesday" thing. BUT you were always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 22nd birthday, MELANIE. This one's for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SDz3SELpd4I/AAAAAAAAALI/Gmm11_Gk06I/s1600-h/mel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SDz3SELpd4I/AAAAAAAAALI/Gmm11_Gk06I/s400/mel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205307159065753474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU, DEAR FRIEND :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-8592116312447571842?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/8592116312447571842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=8592116312447571842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8592116312447571842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8592116312447571842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-went-through-yucky-final-yr-project.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SDz3SELpd4I/AAAAAAAAALI/Gmm11_Gk06I/s72-c/mel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-3455636020571664277</id><published>2008-05-26T18:37:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:43:41.070+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, the nightmare is over. We totally spent the entire weekend on Marketing Research Project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Busy transcribing from 1-5am&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Project from 2pm-4am&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Project from 1pm-7am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is horribly disgusting okay. But yesterday we spent quite a while laughing at a 'certain panda'. WAHAHA. (Am: faster post the pic on your blog). DAMN funny. This girl was wearing some head gear thingy. Dunno what you call that. She kinna know that we were laughing at her. Okay, it's more like she caught Mel laughing at her. Cos Am &amp; I were pretty discreet. Then Am/Mel went to take pic of themselves (with her in the background). She obviously saw that. HAHA. Den I pretended to point at our report den Am n I continued laughing. HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. Missed Financial Maths Lecture. I'm so dead. I'm such a SLPY HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's super random but I WANNA GO LONDON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-3455636020571664277?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/3455636020571664277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=3455636020571664277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3455636020571664277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3455636020571664277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-nightmare-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-1436382263691809443</id><published>2008-05-24T00:37:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:41:42.194+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched Indiana Jones today with Amily/Melvin/Andy/Minghui/Debbie/Kimberly. Combi was rather weird but great show. I think Amily is the happiest. She has been waiting. But that poor girl is not feeling well. Fortunately, she has DAMN HANDSOME MELVIN with her. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread tomorrow n sunday. It's Marketing Research MARATHON :( Someone please free us from the misery. It's so gross ok. We still have Stage 2 which is due on Monday and Stage 3 which is due on 6 June. I hope Gary is kind enough to give us a Credit or Distinction at least. Let's try to smile at him more often. WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3 degrees. HATE IT. I NEED WARMTH FROM SPORE :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-1436382263691809443?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/1436382263691809443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=1436382263691809443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1436382263691809443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1436382263691809443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/05/watched-indiana-jones-today-with.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-6741123904367556937</id><published>2008-05-22T21:05:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:57.334+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, i feel like a human again. That disgusting 3000 word report is finally in Stephen's tray. I doubt i would get even a credit, because it was super last minute. Curse myself for leaving all the referencing till the end. I end up not being able to find 2 sources which i cited in my paper. So i pretend to leave it out, hoping that he doesn't catch me. I'm praying for at least a pass. If i fail that, i can jolly well pack my bags and go home because it is 40%. How gross is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i've just made a new friend. Someone wrote me a message on my door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SDVIEULpdxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MWE7lqgwnzw/s1600-h/22052008303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SDVIEULpdxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MWE7lqgwnzw/s400/22052008303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203144183470716690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that i miss working at CDC. Working life is so much better than studying. Maybe i enjoy working more because all my colleagues pamper me like crazy. Really, i have to say that they dote on me a lot. I MISS CDC :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SDVOk0LpdyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/OIq-fGQyYOg/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SDVOk0LpdyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/OIq-fGQyYOg/s400/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203151338886231842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the adventure camp, this cutie kept sticking to me like glue :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SDVOlELpdzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YtbZgBKj4aw/s1600-h/IMG_6240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SDVOlELpdzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YtbZgBKj4aw/s400/IMG_6240.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203151343181199154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The projects team :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faster, i want exams to be over. Den we can DRINK DRANK DRUNK. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Amily, when are we going to drink wine?&lt;/span&gt; I'm waiting! Feeling :( these days. I got quite retarded yesterday. After i came out of shower, i just stoned for 20 minutes dripping wet. To think that outside was near ZERO DEGREES. Now that i think back, i believe i was trying to kill myself. HAHA. Then i decided to dry myself after i started sneezing. This is how bored i can get. I play with my own health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;// don't leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-6741123904367556937?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/6741123904367556937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=6741123904367556937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6741123904367556937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6741123904367556937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-i-feel-like-human-again.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SDVIEULpdxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MWE7lqgwnzw/s72-c/22052008303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-6298861419330938652</id><published>2008-05-20T10:06:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:57.558+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Referring to SM's blog, a mother's love is the greatest of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still up rushing my essay. It seems that the more i edit, the less words it becomes and the further away i am from submission. We are gg to Yowani Golf Club today for interview. Hope it turns out fine. Gary would be there checking on us :( After interview, I gotta fly back for Money Markets Quiz at 4pm. Hate to rush. Just went down for laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start saving money. So many things i want to get:&lt;br /&gt;- DSLR&lt;br /&gt;- DS Lite&lt;br /&gt;- Lacoste sling bag&lt;br /&gt;- New crumpler&lt;br /&gt;- Polo ralph stripe shirt&lt;br /&gt;- Limited ed adidas jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is getting really sickening. It's ZERO degrees now i think. Sometimes, i know i would freeze my ass off but i still choose to wear berms. I feel stupid wearing pants to only go for a lecture. But after stepping out, i realised i'm the only fool wearing berms and freezing her ass off. How retarded can i get? Then, i get home feeling so damn cold. I go to the fridge and start eating ice cream to cheer myself up. Then i would regret like mad and sit in front of both heaters. I NEVER LEARN MY LESSON. I'm such a stubborn kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SDIJo_WL2rI/AAAAAAAAAKA/yj_bZwX39jw/s1600-h/IMG_6450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SDIJo_WL2rI/AAAAAAAAAKA/yj_bZwX39jw/s400/IMG_6450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202231119370246834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP DUDE :) Sending my love from BORING CANBERRA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, i actually miss WOODLANDS. This is so scary. I better go back to my essay. Can someone tell me how does consumer behaviour influence marketing in 3000 words? I would appreciate that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-6298861419330938652?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/6298861419330938652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=6298861419330938652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6298861419330938652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6298861419330938652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/05/referring-to-sms-blog-mothers-love-is.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SDIJo_WL2rI/AAAAAAAAAKA/yj_bZwX39jw/s72-c/IMG_6450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-2058459936138965393</id><published>2008-05-17T01:39:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:58.520+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amily and Melvin went on food hunt yesterday. And they were so damn sweet to bring me back CHAR KWAY TEOW and spicy prawn crackers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SC2d1fWL2mI/AAAAAAAAAJY/RcaV1L56Wcg/s1600-h/15052008296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SC2d1fWL2mI/AAAAAAAAAJY/RcaV1L56Wcg/s400/15052008296.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200986686955969122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's YUMMYLICIOUS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, at about 11pm, i received a message from Amily. It says "Large fries coming your way. Haha." I couldn't stop laughing. The two of them super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SC2d1fWL2nI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8V8m3KX_Gno/s1600-h/Photo+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SC2d1fWL2nI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8V8m3KX_Gno/s400/Photo+170.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200986686955969138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made my day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azaleas Loh, this one's for you :) HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SC7z_fWL2pI/AAAAAAAAAJw/MMECCfIc5AA/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SC7z_fWL2pI/AAAAAAAAAJw/MMECCfIc5AA/s400/us.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201362891731360402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've come a long way :) [i'm always on the right side]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SC7z_vWL2qI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Mrv6M7IAnYg/s1600-h/love+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SC7z_vWL2qI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Mrv6M7IAnYg/s400/love+you.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201362896026327714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love you, my QUEEN :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SC2pIfWL2oI/AAAAAAAAAJo/84Dgk6TRcGE/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SC2pIfWL2oI/AAAAAAAAAJo/84Dgk6TRcGE/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200999108001389186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE YOU VERY MUCH :-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YT/Jo just came over. Haha. They are so funny. Always say things make me laugh. Time to get some rest. It's been awhile since i had a good slp. Keep having nightmares :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-2058459936138965393?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/2058459936138965393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=2058459936138965393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2058459936138965393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2058459936138965393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/05/amily-and-melvin-went-on-food-hunt.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SC2d1fWL2mI/AAAAAAAAAJY/RcaV1L56Wcg/s72-c/15052008296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8216183146554469379</id><published>2008-05-14T15:42:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:56:01.808+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm oh-so-stressed. And the freezing weather is not helping! Somebody please help to make me feel better :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things outstanding:&lt;br /&gt;- Consumer Behaviour 3000 word report&lt;br /&gt;- Financial Maths tutorials (pural form)&lt;br /&gt;- Marketing Research Group Project Stage 2 &amp; 3&lt;br /&gt;- Ongoing Money Markets quiz every Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;- Final exams starting mid june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam Time Table:&lt;br /&gt;14 June - Financial Maths&lt;br /&gt;18 June - Money Markets &amp; Finance&lt;br /&gt;19 June - Consumer Behaviour&lt;br /&gt;21 June - Marketing Research&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they'll revise the timetable to separate Consumer Behaviour and Marketing Research further away from each other. Final time table would be out tomorrow. Just don't let 2 papers clash on the same day. I'm crossing my fingers :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. I have been only getting a few hours sleep everyday and this is driving me crazy. At this rate, popping centrum pills and drinking redoxon and gulping down herbal soup is not gonna help! I'll like to quote Amily "24 hours is really not enough"! Someone please feel for us. HUR. Think we're meeting tonight to work on Marketing Research Project. SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-8216183146554469379?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/8216183146554469379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=8216183146554469379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8216183146554469379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8216183146554469379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-oh-so-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-1731461971733746108</id><published>2008-05-12T03:51:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:59.005+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today YT/Eunice came banging at my door at 6 plus. They just came back from gym and decided to see if i'm still alive. How sweet. HAHA. They full of nonsense but they never fail to make me laugh. Then at about 7pm, twinnie came over with FISH PORRIDGE from Dicksons. She's damn sweet and i'm so touched. I was kinna dumb-founded though YT accidently blurted out prior to that. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SCcnV_WL2kI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9sayp0qGkyk/s1600-h/10052008292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SCcnV_WL2kI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9sayp0qGkyk/s400/10052008292.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199167553557748290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This resulted in me having food poisoning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SCcnWvWL2lI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Nu7JxZpRVDc/s1600-h/11052008293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SCcnWvWL2lI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Nu7JxZpRVDc/s400/11052008293.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199167566442650194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish Porridge from Twinnie JO :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twinnie: Thanks. You're the sweetest. I haven eaten porridge since i got to Canberra. I'm still having diarrhoea on and off but i feel so much better after eating your porridge. I LOVE YOU TWINNIE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain is about to explode from information overload. Need to finish my Consumer Behaviour essay quick because we need to focus on Marketing Research group project. Submission is one day after Consumer Behaviour. DAMN :( I'm so SIAN. School sucks because of projects and assignments, not exams. When exams are nearer, i would turn the line around. HAHA. I'm such a lazy student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMILY. I TOLD ZA WHAT A GREAT COOK WE ARE. SHE'S EXPECTING US TO COOK FOR HER AT THE END OF THE YEAR WHEN WE RETURN. HAHA. I'M SUCH A NICE FRIEND AND FOR THAT, I WANT KIMCHI FRIED RICE SOON :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-1731461971733746108?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/1731461971733746108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=1731461971733746108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1731461971733746108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1731461971733746108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-yteunice-came-banging-at-my-door.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SCcnV_WL2kI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9sayp0qGkyk/s72-c/10052008292.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-223279314213441329</id><published>2008-05-11T01:04:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:59.164+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY :)&lt;br /&gt;Mum, thanks for everything. I know you love me a lot. I'm sorry i ever think that you love the rest and not me. You gave me so much freedom because you trust that i'm sensible enough to know what's right and what's wrong. Thank you for letting me pursue my dreams here at ANU. I know you and dad did all you can to put me here. And i do know that you and dad are still constantly worried about whether i can cope living alone etc. I just want you to know that i've been doing well. I hope you like what i planned for you, the heart shape awfully choc cake with a pint of dark choc ice cream (your favourite) and of course, the gift plus card. i hope they all reach you on time. Just want you to know that I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SCWtDf54vdI/AAAAAAAAAJA/e2q7A0Qc2ZY/s1600-h/Photo+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SCWtDf54vdI/AAAAAAAAAJA/e2q7A0Qc2ZY/s400/Photo+145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198751620484611538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken a week ago, before i posted it out with the gift :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: DAD&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything. You don't know how much this means to me. You're the WORLD'S GREATEST DAD. I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH :-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da jie/BIL/Er jie/Ting/Qi/Boy&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys a hell load. I bet you guys think of me often because the house is pretty quiet now that Da Jie is married and I'm off to Canberra. I would call home more often once i clear my assignments and exams ok? Thanks for always being my pillar of support. I didn't come to Canberra alone, i brought along with me the love from all of you. LOVE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm living on 5 litres of water for today and tomorrow. Actually there's only 3 litres left. I'm using it too fast. Think they will only fix the problem on Monday? Sucks. I had super bad food poisoning last night. Thanks to the YUCKY water. But i'm fine already. Twinnie came to visit me today cos she was at UniLodge doing project. She's such a sweet friend, she said i could call her anytime and she would cook porridge for me! I'm glad i have friends like her and Amily/Melvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consumer behaviour essay is pending. I've yet to do research and all. Monday we are doing project again. Tuesday there's Money Markets &amp; Finance test again, like we just had one last week and we would be having one every Tuesday since we need to complete like 5 tests and there's 5 weeks left? Sian. I dread school now. Handed in Financial Maths assignment on Friday. I was complaining about it to Amily/Melvin/Andy when we went Dicksons :( I'm thinking if i should switch to Bachelor of Finance instead of Bachelor of Commerce. Essay writing is my greatest fear. I can't write an essay for nuts. My english super CANNOT MAKE IT. I'm better at numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night world. To all the great and wonderful mothers, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-223279314213441329?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/223279314213441329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=223279314213441329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/223279314213441329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/223279314213441329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day-mum-thanks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SCWtDf54vdI/AAAAAAAAAJA/e2q7A0Qc2ZY/s72-c/Photo+145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-2851706633842383779</id><published>2008-05-07T18:25:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:59.625+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having constipation and this is bad. Have been eating bananas but it doesn't help. People who are close to me would know that SY HATES BANANAS. After having so many constipation episodes, i pluck up the courage to buy bananas and stuff one down my throat. Surprisingly, it tasted great. HAHA. Guess i was just being spoilt in the past and refuse to eat what i presume to not taste good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling too happy. Got back financial maths exam papers. I was trying to squeeze 1.5 marks to get a HD but really cannot. The tutor damn SIAN with me. HAHA. He gave me the DAMN SIAN face den i was like "okay lah, 38.5 den 38.5 la. don't need change already". Den after that he wanted to laugh cos i gave a very pathetic face n it was super purposely. Intend to faster blog den go do my work. I'm getting lazy. Our Marketing Research Project damn cui. Must redo :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to UniLodge, only to find a fire brigade outside. Like not again! WAHAHA. Dunno how many times already. I wonder who that unlucky person is, kena fined $500 for false alarm. Went to reception to check for mail and to my surprise, YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SCFa5yGAoFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ocjTp7eSZ7A/s1600-h/Photo+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SCFa5yGAoFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ocjTp7eSZ7A/s400/Photo+158.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197535393708286034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saphy sent me cute lego look alike erasers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - 9 May 2008 = ANU PRIDE WEEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SCFa6CGAoGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/e7U6fQm2CnQ/s1600-h/07052008303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SCFa6CGAoGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/e7U6fQm2CnQ/s400/07052008303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197535398003253346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna check out what's happening at Union Court tomorrow, think they have some performances and bazaar? Looking forward :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. Grumpy kid has to go do work already. Later Eunice coming over to help me with DC++. WAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-2851706633842383779?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/2851706633842383779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=2851706633842383779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2851706633842383779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2851706633842383779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/05/having-constipation-and-this-is-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SCFa5yGAoFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ocjTp7eSZ7A/s72-c/Photo+158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-2539154714262512991</id><published>2008-05-05T03:25:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:59.770+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This weekend passed really fast. Friday was good. Submitted my essay and felt very relieved after that. Went to civic to buy stuffs alone. Managed to buy quite a few things that i needed. Came back den Eunice called. That woman is damn funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Eh girlfriend, where are you?&lt;br /&gt;Sy: (burst out laughing). At home la, why?&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Go civic eh.&lt;br /&gt;Sy: Don't want la. I just came back from there. And i got things to do.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Later come over for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Sy: Wait till now den ask me.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Save the best for the last mah.&lt;br /&gt;Sy: Haha. I was intending to go whether u ask or not. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice: Eh, who's that singing.&lt;br /&gt;Sy: I playing music la. Sing your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So JO, HM n YT came over. They brought stuffs down to my place to cook. They made a mess (YT, YOU BETTER THANK ME FOR NOT SAYING HUGE MESS). The 3 of them were laughing at the way i cook. Cos the oil was constantly splattering so i was kinna standing as far as i could. Went up to Eunice's place for dinner. Finally home-cooked chinese food. Den went to YT's place for mahjong. Slpt over. Eunice and i were trying to watch Brokeback and then Family Guy. I fell aslp first i think :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat noon, Dave came and pick us up. Met Amily/Melvin for mini shopping spree? We finally have the time to really walk around to buy stuffs and groceries. Went back to put things den met Andy/Minghui/Debbie for IRON MAN. The show is damn good, effects especially. Now i'm waiting for BATMAN :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we all woke up late for project meeting. SIAN. Rushing to finish mommy's card (don't tell her!) so that i can post tomorrow. Super tired. I DREAD SCHOOL :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SB3j0CGAoEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/17i3BE_hrhs/s1600-h/Photo+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SB3j0CGAoEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/17i3BE_hrhs/s400/Photo+153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196560028110200898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, pls meet CASTLE :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-2539154714262512991?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/2539154714262512991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=2539154714262512991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2539154714262512991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2539154714262512991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-weekend-passed-really-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SB3j0CGAoEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/17i3BE_hrhs/s72-c/Photo+153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-6981835498672920805</id><published>2008-04-30T19:26:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:27:59.913+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I came back from school shivering because i merely wore my polo ralph long sleeve shirt with jeans. When i saw my hotmail inbox, i totally felt so warm. I received an email from Ting and the subject is "HEY BITCH :)". She enjoys calling me that for no apparent reason. And it makes her happy then i respond. Jia/Qi also likes to randomly give me names. 3 of them are the more HAVOC sisters i have. Da jie on the other hand calls me BONES. (now fat already, this nickname doen't exist anymore!). Ting went on to talk about parents. DAMN FUNNY, they are so cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBgv8SGAoDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Xl5LoWxQMm4/s1600-h/Photo+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBgv8SGAoDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Xl5LoWxQMm4/s400/Photo+134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194954882867568690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them a hell load&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta finish my essay tonight. Tomorrow gonna crash yt/jolyn's place. Yt would be cook yummylicious food for me (at least this is what jolyn says). HAHA. Tonight i gotta do laundry, running out of underwear :( Feeling hungry. Going for subway with Amily/Melvin :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-6981835498672920805?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/6981835498672920805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=6981835498672920805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6981835498672920805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6981835498672920805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-came-back-from-school-shivering.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBgv8SGAoDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Xl5LoWxQMm4/s72-c/Photo+134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-1722355952001017231</id><published>2008-04-29T16:25:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T16:30:49.951+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've never seen myself so demoralised. I've never faced so MUCH difficulties all at one go. My finance modules are doing okay but not marketing. Now, it seems that my essay is totally wrong and off topic. Off topic in the sense that i'm writing something which the lecturer doesn't agree with although there's not exactly a right or wrong answer. So many things happened within this 24 hours and it just left me wondering what to do. I don't know to cry or pretend nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;//I want to go home, that's all i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-1722355952001017231?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/1722355952001017231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=1722355952001017231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1722355952001017231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1722355952001017231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-never-seen-myself-so-demoralised.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-5622131812363151429</id><published>2008-04-28T19:45:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:52:03.493+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Financial Maths results out. Okay, I'm glad i didn't fail but i'm not really pleased with my grades? Paper was tough, i can't deny. And it was long, a lot of people couldn't finish the paper. It was freaking disgusting. But it prolly doesn't give me any reason to not do well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 38.5/50, Distinction. Highest full marks (someone actually managed to get full marks!). Lowest 4.5/50.&lt;br /&gt;I missed by 1.5 to get High Distinction. My perfectionist mindset just asks for more :( Aaron said that the final exam would be even tougher. That certainly sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stil rushing my Marketing Research essay. My topic is happiness. I should just end off the essay with "YOU ARE MAKING ME VERY UNHAPPY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// ALL BY MYSELF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-5622131812363151429?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/5622131812363151429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=5622131812363151429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5622131812363151429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5622131812363151429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/financial-maths-results-out.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-3910808080952092056</id><published>2008-04-27T17:50:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T17:57:25.224+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We got 4/10 for Marketing Research Component 1. Super irritated. We expected a distinction, at least that's what we think we would get if we submitted this in Singapore. Highest is 7.5 and average is 5. We are the lowest! I really wonder if we're alone in this. As i was saying, we sld never write our names. We think he is bias against chinese. We put in so much effort (though last minute) and 4 is totally unacceptable. ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Amily/Melvin. We're going to get subway for dinner (or is it late lunch or even later breakfast?) Our body clocks are so screwed and school starts tomorrow. DAMN. Amily said this just now over the phone "YOU BETTER WEAR JEANS, IT RAINED SO IT'S DAMN COLD". If I appear in berms later, i would not be spared. They always say that i don't learn my lesson. HAHA. Okay, i shall wear jeans :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketing Research and Consumer Behaviour essay still incomplete. DAMN. I gotta rush like mad later. I'm super irritated with GARY for failing us. DAMN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-3910808080952092056?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/3910808080952092056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=3910808080952092056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3910808080952092056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3910808080952092056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-got-410-for-marketing-research.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8773214758429951844</id><published>2008-04-27T04:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:28:00.179+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so proud of you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBNjriGAoBI/AAAAAAAAAII/qmJ31lh903A/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBNjriGAoBI/AAAAAAAAAII/qmJ31lh903A/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193604394825850898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-8773214758429951844?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/8773214758429951844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=8773214758429951844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8773214758429951844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8773214758429951844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-so-proud-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBNjriGAoBI/AAAAAAAAAII/qmJ31lh903A/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-2600963692904256050</id><published>2008-04-26T16:38:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:28:01.363+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been busy, trying to complete assignments/essays/tutorials. Not very productive though. When you're alone in a foreign country, you tend to feel SIAN/DOWN/LONELY. Thanks to the people who sent me stuffs to cheer me up. By far, i've received:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 20 kg parcel from parents&lt;br /&gt;- photo frame &amp; staple bullets from jar&lt;br /&gt;- cough sweets &amp; pics from jing&lt;br /&gt;- long johns from saphy&lt;br /&gt;- 10 kg parcel from parents&lt;br /&gt;- financial maths text (call me a geek but i was looking forward to this. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;- soft toy from saphy&lt;br /&gt;- box of goodies from dulcie/sy/eliza/irene/wl/mardiah/keleen/sr/sj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ALL :) I FEEL VERY LOVED. The temperature on Monday is 11 degrees MAX :( I'm so gonna freeze to death while walking from UniLodge to lecture hall. Crossing my fingers for Financial Maths results. I know it's not gonna be good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBLBRyGAn9I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1Sd3D32Evjw/s1600-h/24042008284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBLBRyGAn9I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1Sd3D32Evjw/s400/24042008284.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193425831560519634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a shock when i saw this on the parcel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBLBSSGAn-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Fqwnh9m0a1w/s1600-h/24042008283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBLBSSGAn-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Fqwnh9m0a1w/s400/24042008283.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193425840150454242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too eager to tear open the parcel and i cut myself by accident :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBLBSiGAn_I/AAAAAAAAAH4/PEdjNG1DzyY/s1600-h/24042008282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBLBSiGAn_I/AAAAAAAAAH4/PEdjNG1DzyY/s400/24042008282.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193425844445421554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the LOVE from my colleagues of CDC (they really dote on me a lot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBLBSyGAoAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/f9d0KBrEzW4/s1600-h/24042008287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBLBSyGAoAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/f9d0KBrEzW4/s400/24042008287.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193425848740388866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, 2 items got quarantined :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The curry mix got confiscated due to milk content while 1 pack of mixed herb/spices got confiscated due to unlisted ingredients (???). Australia is a strict country so many things not allowed :( Please refer to http://www.daffa.gov.au/aqis/mail/cant-mail for more information. I really appreciate every single mail from sunny spore. Really, it makes me feel loved and unforgotten. LOVE :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-2600963692904256050?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/2600963692904256050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=2600963692904256050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2600963692904256050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2600963692904256050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/have-been-busy-trying-to-complete.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SBLBRyGAn9I/AAAAAAAAAHo/1Sd3D32Evjw/s72-c/24042008284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8827736866204142568</id><published>2008-04-21T17:04:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:28:01.586+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Results out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY MARKETS &amp; FINANCE QUIZ&lt;br /&gt;10/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY MARKETS &amp; FINANCE MID SEM EXAM&lt;br /&gt;28/30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy and i'm proud of myself. The revision was very last minute and i kinna neglected this module due to Financial Maths. Anyhow, i'm glad i made it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAwya-vxxcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wnwtWmPkX20/s1600-h/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAwya-vxxcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wnwtWmPkX20/s400/Slide1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191579909552719298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 18TH BDAE. HAVE AN AWESOME TIME :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-8827736866204142568?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/8827736866204142568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=8827736866204142568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8827736866204142568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8827736866204142568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/results-out.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAwya-vxxcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wnwtWmPkX20/s72-c/Slide1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-6377144132869639105</id><published>2008-04-20T17:59:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:28:01.764+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUMMY! I'VE BEEN GOOD. I'M STUDYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SArqiuvxxbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iUUbKtJmQoM/s1600-h/Photo+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SArqiuvxxbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iUUbKtJmQoM/s400/Photo+127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191219402882794930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS DADDY/MUMMY/DA JIE/BIL/ER JIE/TING/QI/BOY :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-6377144132869639105?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/6377144132869639105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=6377144132869639105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6377144132869639105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/6377144132869639105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/mummy-ive-been-good.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SArqiuvxxbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iUUbKtJmQoM/s72-c/Photo+127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-1251212244607155569</id><published>2008-04-20T17:42:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:28:01.929+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Down with fever. Waiting for ZBT's call. She has too many things to talk to me about. She's real ZHIBI. Doing research for Marketing Research Individual Project. Super sian and tired. Keep wanting to fall aslp. I have a bad habit now. I keep going down to check for mail. The next thing that comes would be hp bill :( I realy don't know how to write an essay. I can't even start the first sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 21ST BDAE SM! (as mentioned, i would only post 1 to not arouse any jealousy. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always being there for me. You know i miss all of you very much. You guys really make me feel so important and loved. Thank you very much. I appeared at your 21st party as a BOOK and yesterday i appeared as a PANDA and i was told that you guys were violating me, KISSING ME NON-STOP. Okay, save the kisses for me when i get back. Glad you liked the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SArl7uvxxZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/uNYC2PJaEus/s1600-h/Slide3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SArl7uvxxZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/uNYC2PJaEus/s400/Slide3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191214334821385618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-1251212244607155569?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/1251212244607155569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=1251212244607155569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1251212244607155569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1251212244607155569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/down-with-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SArl7uvxxZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/uNYC2PJaEus/s72-c/Slide3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-3246129926981524435</id><published>2008-04-18T14:03:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:28:05.297+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from Sydney on wednesday night. Dulcie popped over to Canberra yesterday and she left this morning. I'm feeling super emo now :( Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAggpPIUyLI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iBNT0yBEDXU/s1600-h/IMG_6908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAggpPIUyLI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iBNT0yBEDXU/s400/IMG_6908.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190434463352670386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping spree :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAggpvIUyMI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pdUHuNf6dWI/s1600-h/IMG_6916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAggpvIUyMI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pdUHuNf6dWI/s400/IMG_6916.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190434471942604994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at The Rocks Cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAggqfIUyNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DEpgOzQoIDE/s1600-h/IMG_6922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAggqfIUyNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DEpgOzQoIDE/s400/IMG_6922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190434484827506898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discovered Hyde Park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAggqvIUyOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/C92f00tjJVo/s1600-h/IMG_6923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAggqvIUyOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/C92f00tjJVo/s400/IMG_6923.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190434489122474210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of a beautiful church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAggrPIUyPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/g821CX4rBXQ/s1600-h/IMG_6939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAggrPIUyPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/g821CX4rBXQ/s400/IMG_6939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190434497712408818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me playing with camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgnPPIUyQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/AcBJCCU0qkc/s1600-h/IMG_6942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgnPPIUyQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/AcBJCCU0qkc/s400/IMG_6942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190441713257466114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASSIC :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgnP_IUyRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/pG75TS_8VL8/s1600-h/IMG_6943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgnP_IUyRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/pG75TS_8VL8/s400/IMG_6943.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190441726142368018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting to you, dulcie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgnQPIUySI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Y8lle5cXe74/s1600-h/IMG_6971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgnQPIUySI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Y8lle5cXe74/s400/IMG_6971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190441730437335330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paparazzi Lee (uncle peter) caught KEANU REEVES on camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgnQvIUyTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XkA5wpVrnEI/s1600-h/IMG_6979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgnQvIUyTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XkA5wpVrnEI/s400/IMG_6979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190441739027269938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast at Rossini Cafe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgnRPIUyUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Ma8W8ThuTE0/s1600-h/IMG_6991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgnRPIUyUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Ma8W8ThuTE0/s400/IMG_6991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190441747617204546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ferry to Drummoyne...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgr5fIUyVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/6xWG0gmD8fs/s1600-h/IMG_7005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgr5fIUyVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/6xWG0gmD8fs/s400/IMG_7005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190446837153450322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is friendly Uncle peter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgr5_IUyWI/AAAAAAAAAFo/dY-NidzxRKA/s1600-h/IMG_7008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgr5_IUyWI/AAAAAAAAAFo/dY-NidzxRKA/s400/IMG_7008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190446845743384930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canberra is some what like Singapore :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAg36vIUydI/AAAAAAAAAGg/t5chQQTL8q8/s1600-h/IMG_7011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAg36vIUydI/AAAAAAAAAGg/t5chQQTL8q8/s400/IMG_7011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190460052767820242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Dendy Canberra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgr6_IUyXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/PddDSk-4SoY/s1600-h/IMG_7015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgr6_IUyXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/PddDSk-4SoY/s400/IMG_7015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190446862923254130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched "The Other Boleyn Girl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAg44PIUyeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mQLBuELJlaU/s1600-h/IMG_7019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAg44PIUyeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mQLBuELJlaU/s400/IMG_7019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190461109329775074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cinema with really HUGE seats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgr7fIUyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/c6dnV8OgNhI/s1600-h/IMG_7023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgr7fIUyYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/c6dnV8OgNhI/s400/IMG_7023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190446871513188738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid cooking to maggie to serve QUEEN DULCIE. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgvzPIUyaI/AAAAAAAAAGI/duhask-ldUE/s1600-h/IMG_7026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgvzPIUyaI/AAAAAAAAAGI/duhask-ldUE/s400/IMG_7026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190451127825779106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the 1st person whom i ever prepared breakfast for! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgvz_IUybI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PZwcDEJhAYU/s1600-h/IMG_7027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgvz_IUybI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PZwcDEJhAYU/s400/IMG_7027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190451140710681010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Dulcie (OPPS!) and i :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgv0PIUycI/AAAAAAAAAGY/H_U7uY5j06k/s1600-h/IMG_7031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAgv0PIUycI/AAAAAAAAAGY/H_U7uY5j06k/s400/IMG_7031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190451145005648322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me feeling emo after she's gone :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad &amp; Mum, i hope everyone's good at home. I would make good use of the remaining 1 week to do my assignments and reports and tutorials. Mid semester exam results would be out next week or when school reopens and my hopes are not too high. Hope i don't disappoint you guys. LOVE YOU BOTH VERY MUCH :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having diarrhoea now. It's not a really bad one that i need to lie in bed but i keep going to the toilet :( Went almost 5 times already. Think i would go sleep now. Really tired :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-3246129926981524435?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/3246129926981524435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=3246129926981524435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3246129926981524435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/3246129926981524435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-from-sydney-on-wednesday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SAggpPIUyLI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iBNT0yBEDXU/s72-c/IMG_6908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-7787916841097336059</id><published>2008-04-13T00:56:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:28:05.804+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New shelf arrived on Thursday. Finally i managed to find a space to squeeze it in. They day before, UniLodge sent out emails informing all residents that a new shelf would be arriving the very next day. And they would be installing a notice board for every room. So i'm kinna forced to remove all the pictures :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SADAUZZDkVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lXGzCBF3XIE/s1600-h/12042008276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SADAUZZDkVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lXGzCBF3XIE/s400/12042008276.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188358227376705874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New layout :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SADAUZZDkWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KcGEaaHzZHI/s1600-h/Photo+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SADAUZZDkWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KcGEaaHzZHI/s400/Photo+100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188358227376705890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken while i was too stressed from studying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SADAUpZDkXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1la5dC73GRE/s1600-h/12042008278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SADAUpZDkXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1la5dC73GRE/s400/12042008278.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188358231671673202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearly missed ones :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i would be off to sydney. Dulcie keep telling me to travel light. I think she is so afraid i would bring too much clothes as she already has a bag of my clothes. I would bear that in mind and bring minimal. I know she's dying to shop and that's prolly the reason why she's in Sydney. Am thinking if i should bring my Archie comic. I only brought one here so it's quite depressing. Er jie, myself and qi can't live without Archie comics. We would read during meals, in the toilet, before we slp etc. A long list of things awaits my return from Sydney:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Financial Maths Assignment&lt;br /&gt;- Financial Maths tutorial&lt;br /&gt;- Money Markets tutorial&lt;br /&gt;- Marketing Research individual report&lt;br /&gt;- Consumer Behaviour 3000 word essay&lt;br /&gt;- Marketing Research Group proj stage 2 report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure do hope i can stay in Sydney longer but work comes before play. After the 4 days there, i would return and work on these. Parents spent a great deal of money to put me here so i gotta do them proud. I love them very much :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-7787916841097336059?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/7787916841097336059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=7787916841097336059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7787916841097336059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7787916841097336059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-shelf-arrived-on-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/SADAUZZDkVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lXGzCBF3XIE/s72-c/12042008276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-9127018431759938759</id><published>2008-04-12T02:26:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:28:06.965+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pictures from Sydney :) Sydney, here i come for PART 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_-QDZZDkPI/AAAAAAAAADI/hl2AfaVJVQM/s1600-h/IMG_6814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_-QDZZDkPI/AAAAAAAAADI/hl2AfaVJVQM/s400/IMG_6814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188023683784085746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_-QEJZDkQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YsmWgQ1BRY8/s1600-h/IMG_6818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_-QEJZDkQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YsmWgQ1BRY8/s400/IMG_6818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188023696668987650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_-QE5ZDkRI/AAAAAAAAADY/yO9Xq89Sk3w/s1600-h/IMG_6822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_-QE5ZDkRI/AAAAAAAAADY/yO9Xq89Sk3w/s400/IMG_6822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188023709553889554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_-QF5ZDkSI/AAAAAAAAADg/IqAS4fiOSNs/s1600-h/IMG_6825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_-QF5ZDkSI/AAAAAAAAADg/IqAS4fiOSNs/s400/IMG_6825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188023726733758754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_-QGJZDkTI/AAAAAAAAADo/7gzMtlq_Ma0/s1600-h/IMG_6839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_-QGJZDkTI/AAAAAAAAADo/7gzMtlq_Ma0/s400/IMG_6839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188023731028726066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-9127018431759938759?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/9127018431759938759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=9127018431759938759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/9127018431759938759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/9127018431759938759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/pictures-from-sydney-good-night-world.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_-QDZZDkPI/AAAAAAAAADI/hl2AfaVJVQM/s72-c/IMG_6814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-4776979206870076083</id><published>2008-04-08T23:06:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:46:39.687+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, the exams are over. I'm pleased to inform all that Financial Maths really suck. Huimin and I stared at each other blankly after the exam and we were trying to communicate across the tables,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HM: How?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Die.&lt;br /&gt;HM: Yah la, sure DIE.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Damn tough la. I didn't finish. I left Q7 blank.&lt;br /&gt;HM: I also didn't do that, no time.&lt;br /&gt;Me: DAMN SIAN. sure fail.&lt;br /&gt;HM: Yah, so damn tough la.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tonight 7pm i still got another paper.&lt;br /&gt;HM: Wah, crazy. What paper?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Money Markets..&lt;br /&gt;HM: Aiya, that one sure not as tough as this. HAHA. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks. Now i dread the results. I was really demoralised after the paper. I mugged hard for the last few days but I felt guilty for not starting early. So much for aiming for a credit for Financial Maths. Now i have to worry if i can pass. Money Markets was ok, but I didn't check and left 30 mins earlier. Was having gastric pain so had to leave early. The theory part i didn't quite study, just anyhow write my own theory :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now gotta rush for Marketing Research report which is due on Friday 12 noon. Tml meeting Amily/Melvin/Ming to do the report. Am gonna read through the research stuffs. It's so depressing to go for 2 exams in 1 day and coming out the exam halls calculating how many marks to get for final to pass the course. SHIT :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulcie, i can't wait to see you and Uncle p. Familiar faces at last. I miss home very badly. ZBT, if you got anything you want to pass to me, can pass it to dulcie. I'm meeting her in sydney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-4776979206870076083?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/4776979206870076083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=4776979206870076083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4776979206870076083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4776979206870076083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-199749260105405993</id><published>2008-04-03T01:11:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:28:07.378+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STRESSED. Exams are coming and I'm still not prepared. This will be my last entry till my exams are over. Had a very bad week and I'm feeling very irritated. I miss home very much. Suppose to go watch movie with Amily/Melvin tomorrow but I have to study. Gonna be ZHI BI and stay at home after class tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_OVOcdgzKI/AAAAAAAAACc/Arce-QMocws/s1600-h/Photo+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_OVOcdgzKI/AAAAAAAAACc/Arce-QMocws/s400/Photo+102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184651671424257186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the MIGHTY GAP SWEATER from ADE/JESS/SM/WZ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like skipping Consumer Behaviour Tutorial to study. For the first time, I find myself thinking of skipping class to study. Basically I feel that the tutorial is a waste of my time. It doesn't really cover much and I think the lecture is gd enough. Okay, i have something against the tutor. She marked us down for our presentation. Her reasons were totally invalid but she is the tutor so she will have her way no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Yau Ting's bdae at Eunice's place just now. They were damn mean, force her to take candle out using her mouth and smash her face into cream, burst balloon in her face etc. They got her a canon camera, the one she wanted i think. Ade and i got her a pair of Roxy gloves. Think she's really happy :) After that YT/HM/Jolyn came to my place. They say my room really comfortable and cosy. Like i have everything here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jephthah called me just now. he received my post and he really loved the gift. I'm glad he likes it. Sorry I can't be there for your 21st. You know that i would if i could. Thanks for always being there whenever I need you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_OZvsdgzLI/AAAAAAAAACk/96wpruGEOi8/s1600-h/Photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_OZvsdgzLI/AAAAAAAAACk/96wpruGEOi8/s400/Photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184656640701418674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night. Time to go back and be a NERD (SM, i'm excited about your party though i can't be there. Send me pictures!). SENDING MY LOVE TO EVERYONE FROM CANBERRA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-199749260105405993?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/199749260105405993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=199749260105405993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/199749260105405993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/199749260105405993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/04/stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R_OVOcdgzKI/AAAAAAAAACc/Arce-QMocws/s72-c/Photo+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-7455284508813019495</id><published>2008-03-30T23:05:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:28:07.551+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm have been super UNLUCKY. To sum up everything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R--C2cdgzJI/AAAAAAAAACU/LJTMNuaIWzA/s1600-h/stress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R--C2cdgzJI/AAAAAAAAACU/LJTMNuaIWzA/s400/stress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183505567991254162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-7455284508813019495?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/7455284508813019495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=7455284508813019495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7455284508813019495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7455284508813019495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-have-been-super-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R--C2cdgzJI/AAAAAAAAACU/LJTMNuaIWzA/s72-c/stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-7335420984325039286</id><published>2008-03-26T20:36:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T21:04:39.900+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I received my parcel today from mummy. I'm gonna complain to Singpost for delaying it. (I learnt from Consumer Behaviour that when a customer complains, he/she shows some degree of loyalty. A customer who is not loyal won't even bother telling you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: ADE/JESS/SM/WZ&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the damn damn damn nice and lovely GAP sweater. I love it a lot. Actually i knew it before it arrived. HAHA. It was pretty obvious that you guys keep asking if i received your love. And ZBT was meeting my sister to pass her the text. Oh yah, ZBT, thanks for getting the bedsheet and pillow case for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather getting worse, it's so DAMN cold now and i'm wearing double sweaters. And the weather is making me sick. It rained last night. I got locked out again last night because I left my key inside the room. Tomorrow's minimum temperature is 4 degrees. Like what the hell is going on. It's only autumn. We are gonna have the coldest winter ever. Last year it got as low as -5degrees. It will get worse this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we celebrated Melvin's bday. We ordered Domino's, bought cake/drinks and made jelly. I got him Baileys choc and a kiddo game. Ganesha/Debbie got him Munchkin expansion set. Amily got him a Fossil watch. He is a HAPPY BOY :) We surprised him and though he suspected something, he really appreciated everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the bad news. I checked yesterday. Both FINM1001 &amp; STAT2032 mid year exams are before the break (BAD ENOUGH) and they happen to be on the same day (EVEN WORSE) and classes are as per normal which means there are lectures and tutorials (PISSED ME OFF EVEN MORE) and this disgusting day happens to be 8 April - Tuesday, my longest day of the week with classes from 9am to 5pm (THAT'S IT!). I found this out before the party and it made me really depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is really small. I was walking back to UniLodge during my break and thinking how am I gonna get Yauting's number for ade. Then i saw her sitting down with her 2 friends. I sat down and we talk nonsense for 1 hour. Jolyn/Huimin/Yauting are damn funny. Yauting is so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh how did u guys spend Easter? Got go anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;YT: Yah. We go canberra!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Arent you already in canberra? HAHA. What did u all do?&lt;br /&gt;YT: We played mahjong!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really?&lt;br /&gt;YT: Eh you can play mahjong? Give me your number?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Just now i ask you for your number den you nv ask for mine? I waiting but you no ask? Den now you hear that i can play mahjong den you ask?&lt;br /&gt;YT: Aiya, just now you say ade wants my number. Nv say you want also. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we spent 1 hour sitting outside the cafe and talk rubbish and laughing non-stop. It's so amazing how i can clique with them just like that. ZBT, confirm with me what u wanna buy for YT. I share with you :) Just text me. I go buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta faster recover den go out buy extra portable heaters or i'd freeze to death soon. Another small-world incident happened. Ganesha came over yesterday. He was looking at the pictures on my wall and he suddenly pointed to Shuyi and asked me how i knew her. It turned out that Ganesha knew Shuyi from Youth Donors Club in 2006. He wants me to say HI to Shuyi for him. So Shuyi, if you are reading this, Ganesha says hi. He's the Indian guy from YDC whose bday party you attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. Gonna rest soon. Long day. Consumer behaviour lecture at 9am tml. No missing lectures, apart from YUCKY marketing research which the lecturer isn't even teaching and he is so rude! Good night world. Sickly tsy misses everyone back home. LOVE :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-7335420984325039286?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/7335420984325039286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=7335420984325039286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7335420984325039286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7335420984325039286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-received-my-parcel-today-from-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-5490150406998316019</id><published>2008-03-24T21:38:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:48:12.563+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got back from Sydney this evening. Sorry if any of you were trying to reach me. We have a long weekend so we decided to head down to Sydney. We visited:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Darling harbour&lt;br /&gt;2. Opera House&lt;br /&gt;3. The Rocks market place&lt;br /&gt;4. Queen Elizabeth's Building&lt;br /&gt;5. Market City&lt;br /&gt;6. Easter Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed ourselves very much. I bought some clothes :) It's starting to get very cold in Canberra. Pictures will be uploaded soon. Gotta get pictures from Amily. My camera died on me because I keep taking rubbish. Now it's time to mug for mid year exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZBT/SM/WZ/JESS&lt;br /&gt;I have to concentrate on my mid year exams now. Feel free to call me but I prolly can't speak long. So many things I want to tell you all but gotta wait till after my exams. They end on 10 April I think. Final dates not out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really unlucky because my exams are before the 2 weeks break. Amily and Melvin are having theirs after the break. SIGH :( It's damn cold now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-5490150406998316019?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/5490150406998316019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=5490150406998316019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5490150406998316019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/5490150406998316019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-just-got-back-from-sydney-this.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-2745505409313721147</id><published>2008-03-11T22:01:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:03:12.208+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY TABLE LAMP BULB JUST FUSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a "great" day. I HATE THIS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-2745505409313721147?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/2745505409313721147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=2745505409313721147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2745505409313721147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/2745505409313721147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-table-lamp-bulb-just-fused.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-7512574648347006478</id><published>2008-03-11T20:53:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:28:07.710+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My room light died on me. I'm surviving on the table lamp and it's making my eyes really painful. Screwed up room. The best thing that i found out. I have to pay for it when I'm only here for barely a month. I'm gonna try speaking to the receptionist tomorrow. And the best thing, my room is directly facing the courtyard and some students can stay up till 3 am drinking and talking LOUDLY at the courtyard. Totally pisses me off because i can only sleep after they stop. I might as well go down and join them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Diana's birthday tomorrow and she's holding a BBQ at the courtyard. We are just gonna pop by for awhile. Financial Maths is really killing me. So is Money Markets &amp; Finance. I thought i knew my work but i had more than half of the tutorial questions wrong. SERIOUSLY. I've been a good student, attending all classes and listening attentively. This is what I get in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[qi, if you're reading this, don't go tell mummy ok? only report the good things to her. because i don't want her to get so worried. you know what i mean.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R9ZY4BJJ98I/AAAAAAAAACM/tsbHOuavR80/s1600-h/Photo+36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R9ZY4BJJ98I/AAAAAAAAACM/tsbHOuavR80/s400/Photo+36.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176422541111719874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off so can't smile properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta finish up my Financial Maths tutorial which is due tomorrow. NAB still owes me my visa card. I'm down to my last $30. I'm going to NAB tomorrow morning to ask. Everything is just not going my way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-7512574648347006478?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/7512574648347006478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=7512574648347006478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7512574648347006478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7512574648347006478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-room-light-died-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R9ZY4BJJ98I/AAAAAAAAACM/tsbHOuavR80/s72-c/Photo+36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-9023412489960348080</id><published>2008-03-09T00:05:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T00:32:33.532+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jephthah (i prefer this spelling still), hope you're enjoying yourself at your 21st. I'm sorry i can't be there. I would if i could and you know that. The least i could do was to help you get the Swissotel room at a better rate, with credits to my Da Jie. Don't worry about me. I'm ok and surviving. Thanks for always calling every once in awhile to check on me. That means a lot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Gungahlin today. Asian market there is so much bigger than that of Dicksons. The bus ride was rather long was the sight seeing was not too bad! Took a pic with my N95 but now wireless lagging. Amily and I shared laksa which tasted HORRIBLE. Gosh. It tasted so fake. Went shopping for stuffs den starbucks. Watched LiarLiar at Amily's place while having dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is gonna be a nightmare. Money markets &amp; finance test. I don't know a shit. All the tutorials are so messed up. I have not printed the Financial maths tutorial which is due on wednesday. So much to do but so little time. The fire alarm rang AGAIN yesterday. Instead of going down, i just pretended that i wasn't home and continued to watch "The day after tomorrow". I knew it was a false alarm. Another rich kid tried to cook and burnt something. If Kylie (the residential manager) comes up to check, we are all DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go bathe. Weather is getting cold again BUT the heater is finally working. Tomorrow will be a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// The hardest thing I'll ever have to lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-9023412489960348080?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/9023412489960348080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=9023412489960348080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/9023412489960348080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/9023412489960348080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/03/jephthah-i-prefer-this-spelling-still.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-9206853140963614177</id><published>2008-03-07T18:19:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:28:08.060+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No school for me today. Tonight they are showing "Day after tomorrow" and "Mr &amp; Mrs Smith" at the same time on different channels. I wanna watch both. That day i was just casually telling Jane that i'd be going home to watch tv during the 1hr break and she said "Oh, you have your own tv? That's really good..". Gosh. I felt so bad after that. All the other halls only have tv at the common room. Guess I'm not so sensitive after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R9Dvc4RbMbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qTX0Q3Gn6js/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R9Dvc4RbMbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qTX0Q3Gn6js/s400/Photo+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174899251269546418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED (more reasons why i need my DS LITE soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R9Dv9oRbMcI/AAAAAAAAACE/rQMN9xd9QiY/s1600-h/Photo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R9Dv9oRbMcI/AAAAAAAAACE/rQMN9xd9QiY/s400/Photo+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174899813910262210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My FAT face - i put on so much weight :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R9Ds7YRbMaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/eDNXt2to_TU/s1600-h/Photo+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R9Ds7YRbMaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/eDNXt2to_TU/s400/Photo+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174896476720673186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My CLASSIC retarded face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// That's why you go away..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-9206853140963614177?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/9206853140963614177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=9206853140963614177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/9206853140963614177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/9206853140963614177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-school-for-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R9Dvc4RbMbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qTX0Q3Gn6js/s72-c/Photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-9017117231532323022</id><published>2008-03-07T01:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T01:59:33.382+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder where you where&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what your thinking about tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your alone&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you've been crying just like me&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I lost your touch&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I wanted to be loved too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there for you like no one else before&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a rainy afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm staring at the moon&lt;br /&gt;Thinking we got too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you every day&lt;br /&gt;I told you every night in every way&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you got scared&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have nothing else to say&lt;br /&gt;But I love you&lt;br /&gt;So baby now my life's a mess&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm&lt;br /&gt;cos I couldn't love you any less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there for you like no one else before&lt;br /&gt;Too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a rainy afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm Staring at the moon&lt;br /&gt;Thinking we got too serious, too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too soon&lt;br /&gt;It's not right&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair&lt;br /&gt;It's in you baby cuts like a knife&lt;br /&gt;what if you were the love of my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-9017117231532323022?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/9017117231532323022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=9017117231532323022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/9017117231532323022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/9017117231532323022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-wonder-where-you-where-i-wonder-what.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8218576058485269616</id><published>2008-03-07T00:04:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T00:40:00.804+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from amily's place. We watched Mr Deeds and had subway for dinner. Was just recalling who i watched Mr Deeds with. Then i remembered, it was Candy. Wonder how she is now, our future lawyer-to-be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consumer behaviour tutorial was pretty yucky. I mean it's not as boring as marketing research but still, it was yucky. We have a group presentation coming up. The class consisted of pple from all parts of the WORLD. My group consisted of Jai (Thai) and Natalie (American). Quite nice pple but both of them are in their final semester and i'm only in my first. Good thing Natalie stays in UniLodge too while Jai stays in Bruce Hall which is rather near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is Canberra Day, a public holiday! But i would be meeting Jai and Natalie to do Consumer Behaviour project while Amily will be meeting her group to do Human Resource project. That leaves Melvin with all the time in the world to play with his DS Lite! We have 3 public holidays this month. 21 Mar is Good Friday while 24 Mar is Easter Monday. Bad news is that lectures which fall on Mondays will be rescheduled... Lucky Friday is officially an OFF DAY for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dishes are piling up in the sink but i'm gonna leave it to tomorrow. My hands are quite dry and it hurts when i wash the dishes. Curse myself for not diligently put moisturizer every night before i slp or before gg out. Wanted to post pictures up but got stuck. Another day then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i really don't understand why my room is always so cold. It's totally opposite from Amily's place. Even in the day with the HOT SUN like today (31 degrees), my room was really cold.. Amily finds it weird too. Think we are going Asian Market on Saturday. Not confirmed though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// Daddy &amp; Mummy, thanks for everything. I brought your love to Canberra and it's your love that keeps me going. Hope everyone is good and well at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-8218576058485269616?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/8218576058485269616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=8218576058485269616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8218576058485269616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8218576058485269616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-came-back-from-amilys-place.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-4992320217590629965</id><published>2008-03-05T15:51:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T15:53:31.812+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY 58TH BIRTHDAY TO DADDY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta fly off for Financial Maths tutorial. Had 2 hours break so came back to stone awhile. Almost fell aslp. Thank god i didn't. Tutorial is in 7 minutes and it's just 2 blocks behind UniLodge. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jing, thanks for the cough drops and pics sent. LOVE :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-4992320217590629965?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/4992320217590629965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=4992320217590629965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4992320217590629965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4992320217590629965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-58th-birthday-to-daddy-i-gotta.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-1579101561912456232</id><published>2008-03-03T19:17:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:37:19.870+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a really really bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My alarm clock didn't wake me up today. Wanted to go to the bank in the morning but because I didn't wake up, I couldn't. I woke up late so I had to rush for Financial Maths lecture. I reached about 5 minutes late only to find Jane sitting with someone else.. So i ended up sitting alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Financial Maths lecture, i went home to get my tax file number and went to the bank. I only have 1 hr of break so i was rushing. When i finally got to the queue, they settled it rather fast. Den i asked her why i had 3 accounts under my name. Because I tried gg online for internet banking. Den i have no idea why i had 3 accounts instead of 2. She went to check and told me to speak to the Bank Manager. He did a check for me and called the Manager from the main branch. Nobody has any idea why I had 1 more account. Apparently, the visa card that i got was tagged to the 3rd account that shouldn't exist. I kinna piss the UniLodge staff off on saturday when i tried to make payment with that bimbo card that i shouldn't even have. It was 5 minutes to 3 and i told the Manager that i got to run off for class. I ran back to UniLodge only to find a BLOODY FIRE ENGINE outside. Everyone was evacuated and nobody was allowed to go in. Den i remembered that i could go in from the back door. So i slowly crept to the back and went in. DAMN. The residential manager saw through me. She was waiting for me at the lift. Den when she saw me, she gave me the "I know what you were thinking" look. DAMN. It was 3.10pm and i couldn't get my notes. All i had was my phone and mp3. I couldn't be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the lecture hall looking PISSED. As i was late, the lecture hall was full and I had to sit right at the corner on the steps. I paid sch fees not to sit on steps for lecture! It really pissed me off because i didn't want to be late! And today's lecture was rather tough. I didn't have notes. And I couldn't see what he was writing on the transparency as I didn't have my specs. So i sat there for 2 hrs feeling pissed with myself for having such a bad day. I was even trying to pay attention though i was really irritated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, i owe UniLodge $765 and they don't accept cash. It's not my fault that the bank made a mistake! Sucks. Now i dread to go to the reception to check for mail because I owe them 3 weeks rent. My new visa card will only come on Friday i think. And the cut off to clear rent is Thursday :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched "Just Married" on my laptop while having dinner. It's 7.30pm here. Think I'm gonna read magazine, bathe, clean the house then slp. Tomorrow morning 9am Marketing Research Lecture. Instead of just worrying for my school work, i have so many other things to worry abt. Goodbye world. It's a really bad day for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-1579101561912456232?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/1579101561912456232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=1579101561912456232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1579101561912456232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1579101561912456232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-is-really-really-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-1512024391478905580</id><published>2008-03-02T05:22:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T05:31:15.140+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 5.30am. Just watched Step Up. Great show. I like shows on dance. J too. Qi's tag made me laugh so hard. Was missing home so i couldn't sleep. That's why I ended up watching shows. The Happy Gilmore DVD can't play though :( Went out to get some stuffs today. Had a HUGE pie for lunch and ice cream after that. Dinner was noodles soup and choc bar and tim tam and jelly and gummy. I know i snack a lot. Can't help it. Weather is cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. My tutorials are calling for me to complete them. My timetable sure sucks. The only good thing is that I have friday off. That's a consolation. Not sure what's the plan for tomorrow. Maybe get some rest and complete tutorials. Been feeling very tired lately. I'm still experiencing jet lag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really cold here and i seriously can't take it. Bought a tshirt/sweater/track pants today. I'm running out of clothes. Esp jackets and sweaters. Really damn cold here. It's 8 degrees now. My windows are shut tightly. I hope i don't die of suffocation. Did the laundry today. I dread stepping out of my room cos the outside air is FREEZING COLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning world. I'm trying to look forward to week 2 of school. Financial Maths make me dread school....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-1512024391478905580?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/1512024391478905580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=1512024391478905580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1512024391478905580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/1512024391478905580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-5.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-7251496301885815141</id><published>2008-02-28T21:33:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:28:08.562+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>smart boy. i went out without umbrella (cos i don't even have one in my hse) and i was stuck outside. had to wait for the rain to stop. i was wearing a thick sweater (quite close to what i wore this morning for class but this is thicker) and berms. when it finally stopped raining, i walked back to UniLodge and i almost FROZE to death. freaking 7 degrees. it's so scary. my body felt so numb and i had difficulties walking properly. joints hurt. it was really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got back, i prepared dinner. i'm beginning to get the hang of it i think. after all those failed products, finally something decent to put into my mouth. see below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R8aSDrdVF-I/AAAAAAAAABs/dQyT4bEvCec/s1600-h/28022008226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R8aSDrdVF-I/AAAAAAAAABs/dQyT4bEvCec/s320/28022008226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171981813984597986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;NO DOUBT THE PIZZA IS THE FROZEN KIND THAT YOU JUST HEAT UP, I PREPARED THE FRENCH FRIES AND EGG. and i think i did a pretty good job. (i should post the pictures of those failed products but no, i'm not gonna do that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday i eat and slp. turning into PIG soon. no good. i keep putting on weight. and the weather has to keep getting colder. it sure sucks. actually we planned to play golf tml (our marketing research proj is on golf so we have to learn more about golf) but i have this SIGN mentor lunch thing so cancelled it. saturday we'd go borders to kill time. there's gloria jeans cafe inside. we usually get a hot drink and talk. you could actually pick up books from borders and sit at the cafe to read. their culture here is worth learning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night all. i'm gonna bathe and watch TAKE THE LEAD on my laptop. i either watch show, eat or slp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-7251496301885815141?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/7251496301885815141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=7251496301885815141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7251496301885815141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7251496301885815141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/02/smart-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IhNZdx8ubug/R8aSDrdVF-I/AAAAAAAAABs/dQyT4bEvCec/s72-c/28022008226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-853487425292664320</id><published>2008-02-28T11:21:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T11:43:22.238+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i almost froze to death while walking from home to lecture hall. i wore a ADIDAS SWEATER with BERMS and SHOES. outside temperature is like freaking 14 degrees (qi, you'd love this!). so cold that my joints hurt when i walk. it sure sucks. anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY 21ST BDAE to my dearest ZBT! i'm sending my love from canberra :) hope you have an awesome time. I LOVE YOU, and you know that. go check your letter box. you may find something inside :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 45TH BDAE to Auntie Angie! thanks for all your help back at cdc. really appreciate that. have an awesome time with your family :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no sch tml, lalala. but there's this SIGN mentor activity thing. sch work is DAMN DAMN DAMN tough. plus the lecturers have a certain slang and they speak really fast and soft. i have to listen to the lecture online at least 3 times to know what they are trying to say. understanding is another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. i'm trying to enrol for consumer behaviour tutorial class but it's not opened yet. i've been waiting for 1.5hrs already. made milo for myself and ate pizza :) i'm a happy boy. it really feels gd to drink/eat something warm when it's so cold. tonight will reach as low as 8 degrees. AND IT'S SUPPOSE TO BE THE LAST DAY OF SUMMER TML. i cant imagine how cold it would be during winter. come saturday, we'll be in autumn and leaves will start falling. soon, all the trees will be botak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till date, i've only made a few friends:&lt;br /&gt;- Alice (from korea)&lt;br /&gt;- Jane (from taiwan) --&gt; i walked her home on tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;- 2 girls (forgot their names but they're from msia)&lt;br /&gt;- Christina (from china) --&gt; amily's friend&lt;br /&gt;- Gwen (from spore) --&gt; amily's friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i've been too zhi bi but lectures are so tough that even paying 100% attention wouldn't mean that i'd understand everything. like that how to make friends! i hope that when tutorials start, i won't be so zhi bi. i'd really like to post more pics but it's taking damn long to upload. so i'd do it during term breaks and all? ZBT, BE PATIENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To daddy, mummy n all at home:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the support. It was your support that kept me going even though weather is damn cold, i'm cooking nonsense, i'm putting on weight, sch work is so tough etc. Thanks for the love. I can feel it here :) Go check letter box soon. A little note for everybody. It always feels better to receive a handwritten note rather than an email. I'd study hard, i promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all. Everyone has been missed. Family and Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;// somethings are best left unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-853487425292664320?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/853487425292664320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=853487425292664320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/853487425292664320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/853487425292664320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-almost-froze-to-death-while-walking.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-8010753651356561284</id><published>2008-02-22T18:53:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T19:34:35.984+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to dicksons today, place to buy asian food. it's like a small town with many shops. bakeries, grocery provision shops, salons etc. we took a bus there. had late lunch. ate duck/chicken/char siew rice. (aza, char siew reminds us of a special someone!) i'm gonna cook something light before heading over to amily's place for deuce bigalow. gotta slp early tonight. tml morning we're gg to this market place (i can't remember the name!). looking forward to start of sch next week. apparently, i don't have to take this particular module which is compulsory for finance majors. gonna speak to the dean or someone next week :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-8010753651356561284?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/8010753651356561284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=8010753651356561284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8010753651356561284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/8010753651356561284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/02/went-to-dicksons-today-place-to-buy.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-4119481095396703535</id><published>2008-02-20T00:20:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T00:45:16.282+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna stop blogging for a few days. Waiting to get my password and all for internet access. Till then, i hope everyone's good and well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy &amp; Mummy, i received the parcel. Thanks. I love you both. I still need some more things though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Textbooks (4 in total, i'd email er jie on the editions and all)&lt;br /&gt;- Clothes for school (i've got nothing to wear to sch but 2 polo tees, 2 tshirts and a few long sleeve shirts)&lt;br /&gt;- Tissue Packs (i've been having flu since i touched down...)&lt;br /&gt;- Pads (yes i need them!)&lt;br /&gt;- Instant noodles (here only has beef and chicken flavour)&lt;br /&gt;- More bak ku teh packs (i saw the one you guys posted. finally i can feel like im at home)&lt;br /&gt;- Clear folders (in study room drawer)&lt;br /&gt;- AA and AAA batteries&lt;br /&gt;- LEGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting school next week. Foresee that i'd get rather busy so if i miss any of your calls, just drop me a text. I'd reply when i can. Thanks for all the love sent from sunny spore to freezing cold canberra. I really needed that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-4119481095396703535?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/4119481095396703535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=4119481095396703535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4119481095396703535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/4119481095396703535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-gonna-stop-blogging-for-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-7485337073025227427</id><published>2008-02-18T02:10:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T02:55:19.860+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just spoke to adeline on the phone. Thanks for making me feel better. At least i know i'm not suffering alone. Thanks for always being there :) I'll tk pics of the outside and post it up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we had Nandos for dinner. Rather spicy and salty. Amily made mashed potato and corn. She's quite a good cook. She has been teaching me quite a bit and i'm beginning to get the hang of it. I cooked successfully last night. I stil remember that i almost burnt the kitchen down when i first came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really cold. Lionel called me earlier. That boy is so helpful. He really made me feel so much better and he's so ever-ready to lend a hand. Just like amily n melvin. Without them, i would prolly die. Think it's 12 degrees outside. Tml will be a good day to pack my room since i figure that my 20kg parcel has prolly arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, if you guys are keen on visiting me, pls do let me know when. I hope it doesn't clash with my exam periods or i won't be able to take u all around. Sorry. I really wanna do my parents proud. I'm here to study so i'm gonna work hard. Think i kinna put on weight but it's from all the snacks and instant noodles. HUR. We always take the easy way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad &amp; Mum, i'm coping well. Don't worry about me. I will study hard and do you both proud. Just wait for my good news :) Let me know the exact date that you guys are visiting. The nearest hotel is Novotel or something. Anything just call me. I miss everyone. Er jie, ting n boy, study hard. All the best for your exams. Qi, just continue to be the JOKE and entertain every1 on my behalf. Know it's really hard for you as your joke partner (me) is far away. Be good all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6388900166859768867-7485337073025227427?l=tsy37.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/feeds/7485337073025227427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6388900166859768867&amp;postID=7485337073025227427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7485337073025227427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6388900166859768867/posts/default/7485337073025227427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsy37.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-spoke-to-adeline-on-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>tsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017920275441241985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388900166859768867.post-6286377335477707000</id><published>2008-02-17T01:34:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T02:22:05.966+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spent the evening at Gloria Jeans with amily while melvin stayed home to study. Realised we have so many things to talk about. Many of our topics revolved around our friends, aza/jing/yx. We sure miss them a hell load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am trying to upload pics of toilet (as requested by dulcie) but it's taking a long time so i gave up. Argh. Super cold. I wear the same MONKEY sweater to bed every night. I better remember to do the laundry tml. Shucks. I was just trying to wash the dishes (as i cooked dinner) and i somehow spill water all over. The sink is really small and it's pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml gotta go down reception check if my parcel is in. I need my things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, this trip made me realise many things. Also, it was obvious who my true friends are. Sad to say but several friends disappointed me. To think i treat you like good friends. DISGUSTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight world. 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