<?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-26222205</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:47:15.087+08:00</updated><category term='new year'/><category term='polo'/><title type='text'>what if god was one of us</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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>249</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-2711420912860205157</id><published>2008-11-16T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:22:38.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Year&lt;/span&gt; - 3 Nov 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SR71-PS5l7I/AAAAAAAAAWU/KWr5ZoCwlq0/s1600-h/8.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SR71-PS5l7I/AAAAAAAAAWU/KWr5ZoCwlq0/s400/8.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268919063676557234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All's well :) Have not had great arguments, have not converted to Catholicism, have not spent any money on heart shaped neoprints.... but also have not had a lot of time together :| Divine persons and US embassy willing, that will shortly change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-2711420912860205157?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/2711420912860205157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=2711420912860205157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2711420912860205157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2711420912860205157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-year-3-nov-08-alls-well-have-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SR71-PS5l7I/AAAAAAAAAWU/KWr5ZoCwlq0/s72-c/8.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-2016672820223747228</id><published>2008-11-12T16:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:07:48.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm now in the Cyberarts Lab crunching data and there's this strange unkempt guy who came and plonked himself down at the terminal beside me, and hasn't stop frantically typing and sniggering and panting to himself for the past half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so irritated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-2016672820223747228?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/2016672820223747228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=2016672820223747228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2016672820223747228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2016672820223747228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-now-in-cyberarts-lab-crunching-data.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-1716619983001881668</id><published>2008-10-23T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:08:40.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian the Lion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"He travelled by Bentley, ate in fine London restaurants and spent his days lounging in a furniture shop. The story of Christian the pet lion - and his eventual release into the wild...&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SQCPpYjl2KI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9BIb-F7K4Rg/s1600-h/liontv_468x649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SQCPpYjl2KI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9BIb-F7K4Rg/s400/liontv_468x649.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260362305897879714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;taken from DailyMail.co.uk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Christian was bought from Harrods, the British departmental store,  in the 60's by two friends John Rendall and Ace Berg. Christian spent his first two years lounging in the window display of a furniture shop, being driven around town and playing ball on weekends in the church's yard. But feeding it cost 30 pounds per week, and the two friends eventually decided to contact a conservationist in Africa, to plan for its relocation to Kenyan wilderness. Their efforts succeeded, and Rendall and Berg returned to London, keeping track of Christian's progress from afar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later, after hearing news that Christian had settled down with his pride and borne a litter of cubs, the two decided to visit him for one last time. Christian, who had not been sighted near the conservationist's camp for 9 months, was waiting for Rendall and Berg when they arrived, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/adYbFQFXG0U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/adYbFQFXG0U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bawled my eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cvCjyWp3rEk&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a documentary version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-452820/Christian-lion-lived-London-living-room.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a very in-depth and entertaining article about Christian (and very, very precious pictures).&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/26222205-1716619983001881668?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/1716619983001881668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=1716619983001881668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1716619983001881668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1716619983001881668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/10/christian-lion-he-travelled-by-bentley.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SQCPpYjl2KI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9BIb-F7K4Rg/s72-c/liontv_468x649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-8261920802983108228</id><published>2008-09-20T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:01:38.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ownership and Grassroots and National Identity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I did a policy paper a while ago that proposed the reason behind the demographic problems in Singapore (low birth rate, high outgoing workforce, high emigration, immigration quality) is the lack of ownership that the people (whether citizens or not) have with the country. That is due to a myriad of reasons, some are policy driven, some are indirectly policy driven, all are arguable depending on which set of dubious statistics you're talking about, but I am quite sure that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Singaporean's lack of pride in his own country and people adversely affects other Singaporeans' perception of Singapore, and also foreigners' perception&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cultural and national icons must come about with history and reason and pride attached. They are strengthened by the people's participation in their formation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;This is why I think that, feminist protests aside, the Singapore Girl is a better marketing icon for Singapore tourism than the Merlion (wait- the Mer-what?). Although it is a corporate creation - and hence carries a little obligatory tacky factor - and it is entirely not a desirable description of Singaporean women, it markets pride in the country's hospitality and service quality. Backed by the high international regard Singapore Airlines has managed to achieve, it is something Singaporeans can be proud of, especially when they take, say, North American airlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this theory that in general, in an authoritarian country, the patriotic actions of these agents inspire national pride in decreasing order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;common man&lt;/span&gt;, artists, celebrity, freedom fighter, culture) &gt; Corporations &gt; Government-linked entities and politicians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I like this canadian beer commercial very much:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BRI-A3vakVg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BRI-A3vakVg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-8261920802983108228?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/8261920802983108228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=8261920802983108228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8261920802983108228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8261920802983108228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/09/ownership-and-grassroots-and-national.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-2358952502172133731</id><published>2008-08-17T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:57:58.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SKg6c57JH-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/MPgtg4BmxwY/s1600-h/mileage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SKg6c57JH-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/MPgtg4BmxwY/s400/mileage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235498835077832674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have finally managed to clock in my miles from my Boston trip. Had a lot of wrangling and debate with self as to whether I should clock Krisflyer (SIA) or Mileage Plus (United) because, well, one gave me a kookaburra colouring book when I was a young passenger of 4, and one gave me a 24 hour flight delay when I was old enough to be pissed off at them. Ended up with United for expediency's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I regret the very posh membership card that could have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I periodically log in to my mileage account just to admire the many (it seems) miles that I have accumulated, and plot ways to gather more. Capitalism is insidious because it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so natural&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-2358952502172133731?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/2358952502172133731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=2358952502172133731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2358952502172133731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2358952502172133731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/08/have-finally-managed-to-clock-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SKg6c57JH-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/MPgtg4BmxwY/s72-c/mileage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-6765824725090016945</id><published>2008-07-22T13:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T13:10:48.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am seized with a sudden lust to play FF Crisis Core. I try to tell myself I should just complete my damned FFIX, X, X-2, and XII first, but they all just don't compare to VII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Cloud, Sephiroth, Zack, my first love...s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody have a PSP to lend for 1 month?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-6765824725090016945?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/6765824725090016945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=6765824725090016945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6765824725090016945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6765824725090016945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-seized-with-sudden-lust-to-play-ff.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-1563497750642877003</id><published>2008-06-24T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:47.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Went to Ubin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SF_b30rP6FI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wXs1nh_n2n8/s1600-h/ubin-unc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SF_b30rP6FI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wXs1nh_n2n8/s400/ubin-unc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215128645597653074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Freshly squeezed orange juice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went ubin with Alex to show UNC summer programme students around and felt like absolute expert. Luckily none of the quarries have been drained yet - as was rumoured last year when oac went over - cos would have been quite embarrassing. "And Behold! - waters of the deepest blue ensconced in a cradle of natural granite! -- Right, where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; the water?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also, note the slim arms I sport in the picture. Also also, take no notice of the sagging white thighs, they are quite a trick of the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am dying to start work next week. Incidentally, because sharp stabs of pain persist in plaguing me whenever friends mention the L-word (6 letters, capital of a European country, not misspelt Love, can be found in a post within this page), I am no longer going to the L-place due to sexist society. Assure friends that is no fault of personality of yours truly. Feels extreme animosity towards a certain company now RAWR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So instead am on a local stint with Allianz - will last 2 months unless I can find another company willing to send me to the L-place. This teaches you not to count your chickens until they're cooked. Pah. Am now extremely embarrassed and swear will not post glorious travel plans on blog until the entire trip is over and done with, and has pinched self liberally to ensure is not fantasy-induced dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-1563497750642877003?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/1563497750642877003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=1563497750642877003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1563497750642877003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1563497750642877003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-to-ubin-freshly-squeezed-orange.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SF_b30rP6FI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wXs1nh_n2n8/s72-c/ubin-unc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-2755942144274106804</id><published>2008-06-06T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:55:54.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I found out recently that both my mother's attitude towards sex and her perception of her first eldest daughter (ie. me) in the same regard has all this while, without my knowledge, been rather appalling. I attribute her liberal world views to her nasty friends, and henceforth will run away very swiftly should she try to strike up those horrifying conversations again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-2755942144274106804?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/2755942144274106804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=2755942144274106804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2755942144274106804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2755942144274106804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-found-out-recently-that-both-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-1114597172169116172</id><published>2008-06-04T19:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:48.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picked!! Hired!! Going to LONDON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SEZ8-HFcvuI/AAAAAAAAAOw/OwCqaxOt1e0/s1600-h/442px_-_London_Lead_Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SEZ8-HFcvuI/AAAAAAAAAOw/OwCqaxOt1e0/s400/442px_-_London_Lead_Image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207987425596194530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice! For finally I am yet again a gainfully employed and useful and contributing member of the society back in the queue for becoming rich and successful. After 2 months of cover letter constructions, internship cold calls, lack of response, rejections from companies, rejections of companies, boxes of en-virused tissue paper, and grappling with self-worth, I have finally found work with Benfield Group, which is a reinsurer based in London. London!! London, land of knights on white chargers, land of Harry Potter, and land of the British Accent!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I might meet the QUEEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Behold, good friends, London!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SEZ9sZqq0xI/AAAAAAAAAO4/mVlcOWJEZhs/s1600-h/elccorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SEZ9sZqq0xI/AAAAAAAAAO4/mVlcOWJEZhs/s400/elccorn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207988220858127122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Castles with round tables and butlers and British Accent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SEZ9su0aJ2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/8tu8edIWBUE/s1600-h/Swiss+ReLarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SEZ9su0aJ2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/8tu8edIWBUE/s400/Swiss+ReLarge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207988226536122210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bridges with clocks, missile shaped offices and British Accent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SEZ9s6yatgI/AAAAAAAAAPI/wK3eehm35Mo/s1600-h/55-bishopsgate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SEZ9s6yatgI/AAAAAAAAAPI/wK3eehm35Mo/s400/55-bishopsgate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207988229748995586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Distorted looking aged building, where I most probably will be working, amongst people of British Accent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So after all the excitement, the truth is that I will only be there for a short period of two weeks starting from 12 July, and thereafter returning to Singapore to complete the rest of the internship. But then again, I am still interviewing for a second company to fill up the June period. Cecilia from the General Insurance Association of Singapore, the most beautiful lady in the world right now, is scheduling me with AIG, which means I might get to go New York as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is suddenly 52x brighter than this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-1114597172169116172?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/1114597172169116172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=1114597172169116172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1114597172169116172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1114597172169116172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/06/picked-hired-going-to-london-rejoice.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SEZ8-HFcvuI/AAAAAAAAAOw/OwCqaxOt1e0/s72-c/442px_-_London_Lead_Image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-3039830531912390445</id><published>2008-05-25T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:56:10.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could've Been...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HXsXZB9PpyY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HXsXZB9PpyY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite performance from Carrie Underwood, singing Could've Been by Tiffany.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-3039830531912390445?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/3039830531912390445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=3039830531912390445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3039830531912390445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3039830531912390445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/05/couldve-been.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-8375729018985737680</id><published>2008-05-25T00:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:48.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our incarcerated tortoises...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So my family keeps a couple of tortoises in the house, and recently we've switched to moving them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; of the house, because i) the two of them can hardly be in the plastic aquarium without being in some way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;stacked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, and ii) their water stinks to high heaven no matter how many times you change it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So when we are in the house, we usually put them out on our doorstep so they can walk about and exercise, and when we go out we put them back into their tank. (Don't start about tortoises being aquatic animals, mine are actually hydrophobic, i swear, they violently swat their heads and wrench about in a hideous tortured way when water droplets falls on them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The other day I thought I should participate in this family responsibility and so while everybody was out I decided to walk my tortoises. Obviously the anti-tortoise-escape plank barrier had to be missing, and me being who my mum created me to be did not notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5 hours later my mum returned and the family tortoises were, obviously, missing. We combed the entire building (that's 12 floors of your old trusty pee-in-every-stairwell HDB flat) and found only the smaller tortoise on the 8th level, one level down. (Now, friends who haven't seen tortoises navigate stairs must try at least once.) The other one was sadly gone, and my family for some hours entertained notions of spawns of devil like yours truly's brother flushing our bigger tortoise down the toilet, to liberate aquatic creatures into the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So as the resourceful future investment banker in my family, me, decided to draw up a lost and found poster to put at the central lifts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SDhDWjkwjzI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/T7qMUAIpUXQ/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SDhDWjkwjzI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/T7qMUAIpUXQ/s400/DSC00108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203983424212209458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So i went out and had dinner and a monster cookie with Daryl, during which we were naturally gossiping about Kasster and Lydia, since I had just found out, and during which they were obliging enough to appear. I was rather embarrassed, the hand in cookie jar thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then went back and tortoise has come back home! :D Poster worked: neighbour sort of pointed out that it wasn't actually lost, it was behind our flower pots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;From now on, prison break not possible, since wooden anti-escape barrier has been replaced with mini brick wall. They rest in a little corner:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SDhGTTkwj2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/ZqItw8U80gI/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SDhGTTkwj2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/ZqItw8U80gI/s400/DSC00110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203986666912517986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I kind of wish I can talk to them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-8375729018985737680?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/8375729018985737680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=8375729018985737680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8375729018985737680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8375729018985737680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-incarcerated-tortoises.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SDhDWjkwjzI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/T7qMUAIpUXQ/s72-c/DSC00108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-1572376216186704652</id><published>2008-05-20T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:40:25.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the bba career office is such a bunch of effing pompous bureaucrats&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-1572376216186704652?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/1572376216186704652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=1572376216186704652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1572376216186704652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1572376216186704652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/05/bba-career-office-is-such-bunch-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-7327335741989229488</id><published>2008-05-18T14:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:49.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stayers and Quitters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SC_Lc_FZ0zI/AAAAAAAAAOA/EGbM2SWhA8M/s1600-h/stupidity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SC_Lc_FZ0zI/AAAAAAAAAOA/EGbM2SWhA8M/s320/stupidity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201599793467085618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, it's done. first step to stop feeding idiocy... now, to start doing something smart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-7327335741989229488?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/7327335741989229488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=7327335741989229488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7327335741989229488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7327335741989229488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/05/stayers-and-quitters-there-its-done.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/SC_Lc_FZ0zI/AAAAAAAAAOA/EGbM2SWhA8M/s72-c/stupidity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-1298356143469196263</id><published>2008-04-29T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T23:26:00.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;saw on facebook superwall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For all those men who say, "Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an update for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays 80% of women are against marriage. Why? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire pig, just to get a little sausauge....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-1298356143469196263?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/1298356143469196263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=1298356143469196263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1298356143469196263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1298356143469196263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/04/saw-on-facebook-superwall-for-all-those.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-809406949869101013</id><published>2008-04-19T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T20:26:53.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not for the first time I wonder if I should stop striving to be good at something I'm not, and start concentrating on something I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; suck at, not totally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everytime I think along these lines I'm confronted with a few truths about myself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- I'm not good at many things, or extremely good at anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- I don't want to give up without becoming good at what I'm not good at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I end up being unhappy, either ways. Why don't I ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-809406949869101013?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/809406949869101013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=809406949869101013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/809406949869101013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/809406949869101013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/04/not-for-first-time-i-wonder-if-i-should.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-8110470367358739686</id><published>2008-02-02T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T13:48:52.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Independent, Sophisticated World Traveler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have not blogged in long time, but am now at Hong Kong airport eating delicious fatty duck rice as a result of being a victim of an unbelievable 5 hour delay of flight from Hong Kong to Chicago. Apparently plane was grounded. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grounded.&lt;/span&gt; That's what happens when people start anthropomorphizing too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways enjoying time alone, although is sometimes v inconvenient as have to push entire luggage rack into toilet when need to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow not able to load pictures now :( Blog will become travel journal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-8110470367358739686?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/8110470367358739686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=8110470367358739686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8110470367358739686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8110470367358739686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/02/independent-sophisticated-world.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-2381175685963962680</id><published>2008-01-17T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T00:06:10.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am officially adult, with maggi-mee eating self-determining capacity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as i am now officially 21 years old, i have newfound liberties to:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;eat instant noodles without my mum's permission&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sign my own consent forms in good conscience&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch gay movies in theatres and not resort to download&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;strange, i can't think of anything else. is this it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, happy birthday to me!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-2381175685963962680?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/2381175685963962680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=2381175685963962680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2381175685963962680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2381175685963962680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/01/am-officially-adult-with-maggi-mee.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-742548554103544828</id><published>2008-01-15T01:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T01:34:07.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wishlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrah! have never had the novelty of being asked a wishlist before, and i shall therefore oblige with delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday, if you would love me so, I would very much like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be the richest person in the world and own a castle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;many packets of apple chips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to grow taller&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a chauffeur to drive me home after my birthday party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;food to feed guests at said birthday party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;strippers bursting out of my birthday cake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a birthday cake, actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;magnets for my whiteboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a polo ball!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grey's anatomy season 1-4 in avi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jay chou to marry me (preferably declare on stage at upcoming concert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a fairy to tidy up my room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a fairy of opposite sex to said first fairy, so will have generations of fairies to tidy up room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a nice black belt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;black skinny jeans for my future skinny legs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;world peace :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-742548554103544828?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/742548554103544828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=742548554103544828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/742548554103544828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/742548554103544828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/01/wishlist-hurrah-have-never-had-novelty.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-696184457831239318</id><published>2008-01-15T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T01:18:57.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most Excellent Bidding Results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear TAN MEISHI,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please find your bidding results for Acad Yr 2007/2008, Semester 2 as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;           Allocated Modules&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Module Code: ULS2205&lt;br /&gt;Module Title: Biosemiotics: Signs In Nature&lt;br /&gt;Bid ID: B00002371752&lt;br /&gt;Your Bid: 1328&lt;br /&gt;Winning Bid: 1328&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Module Code: FNA3101B&lt;br /&gt;Module Title: Corporate Finance&lt;br /&gt;Bid ID: B00002408165&lt;br /&gt;Your Bid: 917&lt;br /&gt;Winning Bid: 917&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most wonderful. perfect. have no more points left in General account. also, realised that with the harvard trip going on, is going to miss 4 biosem lessons. if divided by points/lesson that makes it 400 points of lessons missed. also, heard today that dr don will deduct 1 grade from anyone who misses more than 2 lessons... eff, forgot how bitchy he was about tardiness. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eff&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for both modules, was sole winner, which does not make me happy at all because - listen to the wise veteran of many (recent) scars - if you're the only one placed, you lose all the points you submit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i think i'm the only one who paid more than &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 point&lt;/span&gt; for biosem. JOSHUA YOU SUCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-696184457831239318?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/696184457831239318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=696184457831239318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/696184457831239318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/696184457831239318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/01/most-excellent-bidding-results-dear-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-9182382030356087642</id><published>2008-01-08T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:50.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Demo Possi X'mas Party '07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R4JUPSm-01I/AAAAAAAAANU/1oQ8CKhqp5U/s1600-h/n227700551_284618_1580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R4JUPSm-01I/AAAAAAAAANU/1oQ8CKhqp5U/s200/n227700551_284618_1580.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773545335378770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i untagged this picture on facebook because too unglam to be permanent part of reputation - wouldn't like to disillusion my many stalkers&lt;br /&gt;(but since all who read blog are friends who know me well...)&lt;br /&gt;((but make pic small anyways))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suddenly very happening this year and attended 4 christmas party/gatherings. the demo possi (module Democratic Possibilities in Singapore) class met up with Kickass Prof Kenneth Paul Tan at gabriel seah's house to bitch and watch hairspray and show appreciation for birth of jesus by eating ham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R4JUPim-02I/AAAAAAAAANc/5G6CPvau1zU/s1600-h/n227700551_284610_9105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R4JUPim-02I/AAAAAAAAANc/5G6CPvau1zU/s200/n227700551_284610_9105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773549630346082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R4JUPym-05I/AAAAAAAAAN0/eI-cAGMFheI/s1600-h/n227700551_284620_2199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R4JUPym-05I/AAAAAAAAAN0/eI-cAGMFheI/s200/n227700551_284620_2199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773553925313426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R4JUPim-02I/AAAAAAAAANc/5G6CPvau1zU/s1600-h/n227700551_284610_9105.jpg"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;host with huishan; kenneth paul tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R4JUPim-03I/AAAAAAAAANk/-kOo9N_W4T4/s1600-h/n227700551_284609_8811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R4JUPim-03I/AAAAAAAAANk/-kOo9N_W4T4/s200/n227700551_284609_8811.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773549630346098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R4JUPim-04I/AAAAAAAAANs/T0ahqwqOKq8/s1600-h/n227700551_284619_1901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R4JUPim-04I/AAAAAAAAANs/T0ahqwqOKq8/s200/n227700551_284619_1901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773549630346114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;macaroni and cheese by irene; pple watching hairspray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;feel this party had the best food. though did not eat strange things on table like bear meat or seal curry. liked irene's macaroni very much even though it had green things inside. will try making myself one day and add raisins and apples, think will be most fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;much nostalgia of class. kpt teaching module at LKY school of public policy this coming sem, wonder whether i should take... have one module slot left which i forgot to bid for. grr... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-9182382030356087642?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/9182382030356087642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=9182382030356087642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/9182382030356087642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/9182382030356087642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/01/demo-possi-xmas-party-07-i-untagged.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R4JUPSm-01I/AAAAAAAAANU/1oQ8CKhqp5U/s72-c/n227700551_284618_1580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-8878708720564619064</id><published>2008-01-01T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T13:12:13.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:blue;"&gt;Special Announcement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;Change of Company Name for Colorland Animation Ltd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#f20000;"&gt;28 Dec 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With effect from 28 Dec 2007, "Colorland Animation Ltd" (CLAS.SG) has changed name to "China Animal Healthcare Ltd" (CLAS.SG).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this company really lost track of itself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-8878708720564619064?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/8878708720564619064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=8878708720564619064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8878708720564619064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8878708720564619064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/01/special-announcement-change-of-company.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-3834874734103052329</id><published>2008-01-01T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:22:51.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm awake at 4am in the morning on the first day of the new year~ just spent 3 hours on the phone checking up on whether boyfriend is building up his harem of bffs again and discovering sexual aspects of my primary school bff that i never wanted to know. honestly, hard to talk about nipples with someone i read Animal Farm with. also, found out that someone whom i don't even know and who doesn't even know me dislikes me, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new year resolution is to remember my friends' birthdays and at least send happy bday msgs. which was also my last year's new year resolution. i will be more Resolute this year. 21s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sleepy at all, been very occupied by stocks and training recently, and dreading the new year when i must start tuitioning. also, decided that i should not be applying for financial aid after all since my family financial prospects don't look as dismal as before. will start doing my bloomberg online seminars also. soon. harvard academic visitors must garner knowledge, else the sensor at the door will zap them for ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, wondering how stringent my diet plan should be. just had bubble tea though, which is probably not good idea at 4am in morning. after all, lu jianhao maintains that one serving of pearls has as much energy as one bowl of rice; it's the density of the innercore, i'm convinced. i always knew that bubble tea would save the world, and after i heard about this i'm sure eradicating hunger and starvation is a good first step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised am rambling in flow of consciousness in manner of bridget jones, because british humour has had too much influence on my life. this festive season watched Love Actually on christmas and just finished watching When Harry Met Sally for new year's eve. all the while i'm domestically darning fake socks, and blotting tears on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end off with the following quote from Love Actually. and also, british prime minsters remind me of the tony blair talk i attended this year, which stands as one of the highlights of the many talks i attended, it's almost as good as the kenneth paul tan one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Press Conference Reporter&lt;/span&gt;: Mr. President, has it been a good visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The President&lt;/span&gt;: Very satisfactory indeed. We got what we came for and our special relationship is still very special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Press Conference Reporter&lt;/span&gt;: Prime Minister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prime Minister&lt;/span&gt;: I love that word "relationship". Covers all manner of sins, doesn't it? I fear that this has become a bad relationship. A relationship based on the President taking exactly what he wants and casually ignoring all those things that really matter to, erm... Britain. We may be a small country but we're a great one, too. The country of Shakespeare, Churchill, the Beatles, Sean Connery, Harry Potter. David Beckham's right foot. David Beckham's left foot, come to that. And a friend who bullies us is no longer a friend. And since bullies only respond to strength, from now onward, I will be prepared to be much stronger. And the President should be prepared for that.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-3834874734103052329?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/3834874734103052329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=3834874734103052329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3834874734103052329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3834874734103052329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-new-year-im-awake-at-4am-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-3840023625833649713</id><published>2007-12-31T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:50.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Going to Harvard!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R3hZgCm-00I/AAAAAAAAANM/ASIf_lhshsU/s1600-h/harvard-business-school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R3hZgCm-00I/AAAAAAAAANM/ASIf_lhshsU/s320/harvard-business-school.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149964580889219906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;original picture from http://dwave.wordpress.com/2007/10/16/a-visit-to-harvard/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have successfully bulled my way past all-seeing and devious hcap head mah-ria, and will be on my way to harvard for conference/seminars in feb. all hail my business self-reccomending writing prowess! (boo to all who didn't hire me!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-3840023625833649713?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/3840023625833649713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=3840023625833649713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3840023625833649713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3840023625833649713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/12/going-to-harvard-original-picture-from.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R3hZgCm-00I/AAAAAAAAANM/ASIf_lhshsU/s72-c/harvard-business-school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-8736371331219746925</id><published>2007-12-31T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T10:00:17.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe it's already 10 in the morning. the silence feels the 8am kind of fragile. why am i making stupid mistakes at 10am...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-8736371331219746925?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/8736371331219746925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=8736371331219746925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8736371331219746925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8736371331219746925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-cant-believe-its-already-10-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-5494195691003700020</id><published>2007-12-31T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T09:54:15.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so annoyed with self. first careless mistake in portfolio management career. typed selling at 1.03 instead of 1.13, luckily got rescued by machine intelligence called Limit Order and sold at prevailing buy price of 1.08. GAAAHHH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-5494195691003700020?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/5494195691003700020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=5494195691003700020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5494195691003700020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5494195691003700020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-annoyed-with-self.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-7274286735469915349</id><published>2007-12-24T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:50.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boyfriend Arm's Pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R29wt1J5r1I/AAAAAAAAAM8/TBFzDTpPoeE/s1600-h/040930_boyfriendpillow_hmed.hmedium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R29wt1J5r1I/AAAAAAAAAM8/TBFzDTpPoeE/s400/040930_boyfriendpillow_hmed.hmedium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147456831772798802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/6141895/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TOKYO - A new product on the Japanese market has been designed for the single girl in need of some manly comfort while she sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “Boyfriend Arm’s Pillow” is shaped like a giant arm which will hold you all night without the need for the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/6141895/"&gt;Full article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- MSNBC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth hahahahahah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-7274286735469915349?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/7274286735469915349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=7274286735469915349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7274286735469915349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7274286735469915349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/12/boyfriend-arms-pillow-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R29wt1J5r1I/AAAAAAAAAM8/TBFzDTpPoeE/s72-c/040930_boyfriendpillow_hmed.hmedium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-4038113821555146494</id><published>2007-12-16T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:51.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flashbacks: Sem 3 exams Chatterbox camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R2UB7lJ5rvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/FvDOoXMB0L8/s1600-h/P1030795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R2UB7lJ5rvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/FvDOoXMB0L8/s400/P1030795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144520272438210290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sem's exams mugging passed much more happily than i could have hoped for. thought it'd me me and junyi and yiteng left in each of our solitary misery - you know, the born alone die alone thing - but freshie yung hei was with us (freshie mug for what i don't know) and gabriel seah and jian hao were around much also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R2VWqFJ5rxI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PXx5kc2CETg/s1600-h/P1030798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R2VWqFJ5rxI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PXx5kc2CETg/s200/P1030798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144613430278860562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R2VWplJ5rwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/nGmVUlMfACY/s1600-h/P1030796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R2VWplJ5rwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/nGmVUlMfACY/s200/P1030796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144613421688925954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cheesecake and full cream milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R2VYvVJ5rzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/3BOXFGfGYBg/s1600-h/IMAGE_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R2VYvVJ5rzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/3BOXFGfGYBg/s320/IMAGE_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144615719496429362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;good pizza, but forgot the name boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hear the wisdom of one who has gone through trials: exams spread out is much smarter than exams squished together, even if it does feel worse. i judged that my second sem's four exams in the first two days of the exam weeks were, in fact, not the clever and devious move i thought it'd be, to finish faster and gloat earlier. this sem, my demise stretched from the beginning to the end, two whole weeks, plus a few days at the end where i got to write my last essay in agonizing leisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R2VcTFJ5r0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/X-vAEVkXfTU/s1600-h/IMAGE_007edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R2VcTFJ5r0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/X-vAEVkXfTU/s400/IMAGE_007edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144619632211636034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;post exams, when everybody was watching youtube, and yours truly's essaying tragedy was hidden behind towels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;also, had 2 nights of heroes marathon. almost finished watching the whole season 1. the first night we even had a projector :D hope next sem's exams are as fun. in a manner of speaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/26222205-4038113821555146494?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/4038113821555146494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=4038113821555146494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4038113821555146494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4038113821555146494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/12/flashbacks-sem-3-exams-chatterbox-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R2UB7lJ5rvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/FvDOoXMB0L8/s72-c/P1030795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-3838180815457249357</id><published>2007-12-09T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:43:53.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUMMY!! IT'S OVERRRRR!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cited! Paginated! Counted! SENT!!! my last friggin' essay of the term DONE!! and today's like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;school holiday&lt;/span&gt; already, the first day, and i spent it writing 3000+ words from 7.30am to 11pm which is like now, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;non-stop&lt;/span&gt;. i applaud my self-discipline, i thought i was going to die, really, at about oh, 250 words, considering that this has been double-extended, and also that i started with 0 words half dead in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Essays I Wrote This Sem or Why Meishi Went To Town Only Twice in 4 Months&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chinese Thought and Culture&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patriarchy in China&lt;/span&gt; [9000+ words]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USS Response 1&lt;/span&gt; - (something about sad state of s'pore education, as exemplified by MOE delegate the speaker) [1200+ words]&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USS Response 2&lt;/span&gt; - Value of order vs chaos in Singapore tourism&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;[700+ words]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USS Response 3&lt;/span&gt; - Reflections on Eric Khoo's short film 'No Off Day'. Which i haven't watched yet.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;[500 words]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USS term paper&lt;/span&gt; - Efficiency vs Chaos in urban planning: how much is desirable&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;[1200+]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Folio editing&lt;/span&gt; - Homophobia and the Singapore Government&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;[edited 3 times!! roar!!]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS1101e&lt;/span&gt; - s377a and the Singapore political culture [1800+]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Politics of Heritage&lt;/span&gt; - Cambodia paper [1800+]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Politics of Heritage&lt;/span&gt; - Local paper [1500+]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Politics of Heritage &lt;/span&gt;- Construction of Reality in Second Life [3000++ WHICH I FINISHED IN ONE DAY HUZZAH!! XDDD]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;my holidays thus begin, with the dearest hope that people will hire me for internship, but to the dismay that nobody would oblige me. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-3838180815457249357?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/3838180815457249357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=3838180815457249357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3838180815457249357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3838180815457249357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/12/mummy-its-overrrrr-cited-paginated.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-6733473249523449778</id><published>2007-12-05T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:51.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things to do during Dec break:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- HCAP research on most probably spatial engineering. Expected output: 10-page lit review, many meetings&lt;br /&gt;- Polo trainings. Expected output: less cui, very tired&lt;br /&gt;- Internship (tentative). Expected output: next sem's tuition + first month pocket money&lt;br /&gt;- Bloomberg course (online). Expected output: Bloomberg basic certification *value-add level up!*&lt;br /&gt;- Christmas caroling for AIDS hospice. Expected output: false sense of humanitarian spirit and generosity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am going for internship interview tmr right after my last paper. pfft. then after that coming to chatterbox to write my final accursed essay for the semester, which is due AFTER the official end of term. wtf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a Heroes screening yesterday night. managed to watch 10 espisodes at a go, whoo hoo! borrowed projector from upstairs office, and set it up in the chatterbox MC room. hail our vibrant and dynamic for-all-the-good-reasons community :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, see this family of algae accompanying me in studying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R1aqhygrRyI/AAAAAAAAAME/5bjgcyEnopU/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/R1aqhygrRyI/AAAAAAAAAME/5bjgcyEnopU/s400/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-2922024215412322385</id><published>2007-11-15T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T00:50:07.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;, and i mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; that is more irritating than wanting so desperately to play the game you haven't been playing properly for a week, to find out that you have to spend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;three freaking hours&lt;/span&gt; to download the new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;300mb&lt;/span&gt; patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uwarrrrrrhhhhhhg!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-2922024215412322385?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/2922024215412322385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=2922024215412322385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2922024215412322385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2922024215412322385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/11/there-is-nothing-and-i-mean-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-3372456428357417444</id><published>2007-11-11T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T18:14:17.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;我不配&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPYnLPBKyB0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPYnLPBKyB0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song is SO NICE. the lyrics are SO NICE. but the mtv didn't really fit with my concept of what the song was about, and it was just a little bit too egoistical =| here are the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不配&lt;br /&gt;作詞：方文山　作曲：周杰倫　編曲：林邁可&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這街上太擁擠　太多人有秘密&lt;br /&gt;玻璃上有霧氣在被隱藏起過去&lt;br /&gt;妳臉上的情緒　在還原那場雨&lt;br /&gt;這巷弄太過彎曲走不回故事裡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這日子不再綠　又斑駁了幾句&lt;br /&gt;剩下搬空回憶的我在大房子裡&lt;br /&gt;電影院的座椅　隔遙遠的距離&lt;br /&gt;感情沒有對手戲妳跟自己下棋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還來不及仔仔細細寫下妳的關於&lt;br /&gt;描述我如何愛妳　妳卻微笑的離我而去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＃這感覺　已經不對　我努力在挽回&lt;br /&gt;　一些些　應該體貼的感覺　我沒給&lt;br /&gt;　妳嘟嘴　許的願望很卑微　在妥協&lt;br /&gt;　是我忽略　妳不過要人陪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＊這感覺　已經不對　我最後才了解&lt;br /&gt;　一頁頁　不忍翻閱的情節　妳好累&lt;br /&gt;　妳默背　為我掉過幾次淚　多憔悴&lt;br /&gt;　而我心碎妳受罪　妳的美　我不配&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-3372456428357417444?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/3372456428357417444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=3372456428357417444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3372456428357417444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3372456428357417444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/11/song-is-so-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-4566618462572978974</id><published>2007-11-11T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T14:38:56.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Catherine Lim's Open Letter to the Prime Minister (Nov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is illuminating, Mr Prime Minister, that in your current dialogues with college and university students, they are less interested in what you tell them about the challenges of economic and social development, than in your thoughts and intentions with regard to the issue of human rights, public debate, public consultation, alternative voices, etc. Among them must be individuals who will be the future’s tiny minority of rebels, such as the wildly creative artist ready to defy conventions, and the ferocious non-conformist with political leanings, ready to challenge the establishment. It is a pity that your model has a place for the first but not the second, for surely true progress in society depends on the nurturing of both. And it would be the greatest pity of all if the young political rebel soon lost heart, got absorbed into the majority, and concluded, like them, that compliance with the powers that be, made for a more comfortable life. Fear, whether it results in people yielding in submission or lashing out in resentment must be the most damaging force in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had begun this letter with a plea. It is an earnest plea to consider what can be done to remove this fear, for only then can the process of political reform begin, to lead eventually to what every society needs for resilience and the capacity for renewal– a continuing core, even if only a tiny minority, of alert, savvy, skeptical, dedicated and above all, unafraid citizens who can be relied on to be the movers and shakers. Indeed, no nation can be called great unless it can claim such a citizenry which transcends all governments. The greatest legacy of the PAP may, ironically, be in the creation of a society that no longer needs it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Catherine Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when eloquence is used to appeal to people's emotions--it's such a nice change from people who try too hard but don't succeed. Please go to &lt;a href="http://catherinelim.sg/2007/11/04/an-open-letter-to-the-prime-minister/"&gt;Catherine Lim's blog&lt;/a&gt; to read the full letter, it is quite lengthy but sums up the situation in Singapore very well, and anyway I think it was the platitudes to PAP that took up lots of words. (I think it was because of attending KPT's seminar... I can't help thinking of phallic nuances when I was reading the letter.) It's a pity that it wasn't published, because the majority of people who would bother to look at this online are the ones who already see a problem in the country, or at the very least those who want to know more about problems in the country, and not the average victim of Straits Times.  Oh, but who am I to say, I'm just another apathetic member of this materially prosperous society who doesn't even read Straits Times...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-4566618462572978974?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/4566618462572978974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=4566618462572978974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4566618462572978974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4566618462572978974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/11/catherine-lims-open-letter-to-prime.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-6097553293292696536</id><published>2007-11-11T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T01:58:12.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ho ho ho got accepted into HCAP! it's basically spelled out as Harvard College in Asia Project, which is a Harvard student initiative. those smart people get to go around asia attending seminars every year on a particular theme, and in return they host their stupider counterparts - namely us people - in a separate leg of the project. this year's theme is urban planning, which i have managed to convince myself is very interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha no, it's really very interesting. i'd love to learn about environmental determinism and urban planning aesthetics :) if i work hard, i might actually get to go to harvard! half of the organising commitee get to go, so i'm going to X| and put in effort and also, pretend to be very articulate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'm actually very proud of the essay i wrote hurhur... read it again and felt good.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-6097553293292696536?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/6097553293292696536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=6097553293292696536' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiteng: i want to watch heroes&lt;br /&gt;kiak: i have them in my computer&lt;br /&gt;yiteng: lend!&lt;br /&gt;kiak: ei, wait, i think i deleted alr. it's all in my home comp.&lt;br /&gt;yiteng: i throw a sheep at you :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-6305811683671275075?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/6305811683671275075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=6305811683671275075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6305811683671275075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6305811683671275075'/><link 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RyydJq8WDzI/AAAAAAAAALU/9G72JHwCTdQ/s400/resizer.php5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128646865139928882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 多想要记住这一分钟&lt;br /&gt;回应我幸福的要求&lt;br /&gt;我或许没有别的梦&lt;br /&gt;唯一的是我爱你你也爱我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-7389909573807357919?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/7389909573807357919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=7389909573807357919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7389909573807357919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7389909573807357919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RyydJq8WDzI/AAAAAAAAALU/9G72JHwCTdQ/s72-c/resizer.php5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-3864757353270353081</id><published>2007-10-31T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:53.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flurry of Updates #1 - from Nat Champs 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos from nat champs taken from ritchell :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd4lK8WDxI/AAAAAAAAALE/HHHihGCmpOc/s1600-h/n227700626_225845_3935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd4lK8WDxI/AAAAAAAAALE/HHHihGCmpOc/s320/n227700626_225845_3935.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127199280772550418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    year 1s with medals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd4Fa8WDuI/AAAAAAAAAKs/f5W4jtjGs9A/s1600-h/n227700626_225791_7270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd4Fa8WDuI/AAAAAAAAAKs/f5W4jtjGs9A/s320/n227700626_225791_7270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127198735311703778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me &amp;amp; xinrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd4Fq8WDvI/AAAAAAAAAK0/mUnhasXMU9M/s1600-h/n227700626_225793_7968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd4Fq8WDvI/AAAAAAAAAK0/mUnhasXMU9M/s320/n227700626_225793_7968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127198739606671090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;team year 3s, 2s, &amp;amp; 1s (or 4s, 3s, &amp;amp; 2s...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd4F68WDwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3RmE_womHog/s1600-h/n227700626_225785_5217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd4F68WDwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3RmE_womHog/s320/n227700626_225785_5217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127198743901638402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the thing in the pool is the platform of the goalpost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd3068WDqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fuF9n7raPOA/s1600-h/n227700626_225840_4595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd3068WDqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fuF9n7raPOA/s320/n227700626_225840_4595.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127198451843862178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nus with coach &amp;amp; ivp bronze medals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd31K8WDrI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0HeoS1R_qnY/s1600-h/n227700626_225805_2088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd31K8WDrI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0HeoS1R_qnY/s320/n227700626_225805_2088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127198456138829490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;year 1s with mummy wang (coach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd31a8WDsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DU4w-O9VnVo/s1600-h/n227700626_225834_2420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd31a8WDsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DU4w-O9VnVo/s320/n227700626_225834_2420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127198460433796802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and matthew, my hero! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd31a8WDtI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hCmXPjs3o3s/s1600-h/n227700626_225799_23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd31a8WDtI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hCmXPjs3o3s/s320/n227700626_225799_23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127198460433796818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me &amp;amp; ritchell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... this is post-nat champs slack month. my self-appointed one. need to chiong for trainings again soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-3864757353270353081?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/3864757353270353081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=3864757353270353081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3864757353270353081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3864757353270353081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/10/flurry-of-updates-1-from-nat-champs.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ryd4lK8WDxI/AAAAAAAAALE/HHHihGCmpOc/s72-c/n227700626_225845_3935.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-481625597975648524</id><published>2007-10-15T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T14:47:11.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>find out whether you're a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right brainer&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;left brainer&lt;/span&gt;! junyi showed me. i got stuck at anti-clockwise for a long time, then stared hard enough to get it clockwise, but it got stuck. now i can change the direction whenever i want! but i'm very! dizzy! ask me how! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.news.com.au/dailytelegraph/story/0,22049,22535838-5012895,00.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-481625597975648524?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/481625597975648524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=481625597975648524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/481625597975648524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;support sarah-huijie, who's going to make singapore proud one day :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go starry artist!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-2995788496433700291?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/2995788496433700291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=2995788496433700291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2995788496433700291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2995788496433700291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/10/support-sarah-huijie-whos-going-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-4607785414197586138</id><published>2007-10-07T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T23:23:57.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>taking pocket money from my parents make me feel like a useless, handicapped piece of crap. i don't ask for it, but i know if i worked harder, or if i'm more thrifty, i can manage to get by just fine without their help. i'm such a loser...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-4607785414197586138?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/4607785414197586138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=4607785414197586138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4607785414197586138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4607785414197586138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/10/taking-pocket-money-from-my-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-1196840648146086683</id><published>2007-10-05T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T20:30:24.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know what i'll do if it fails again this time round. probably something melodramatic like puke my guts out and cry. i thought if i worked harder everything would go according to plan, but it doesn't go like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate having expectations and having them dashed, i hate feeling helpless when my plans fail and i have no more backup, but most of all i hate that i didn't work hard enough before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-1196840648146086683?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/1196840648146086683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=1196840648146086683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1196840648146086683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1196840648146086683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dont-know-what-ill-do-if-it-fails.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-2504010078106459203</id><published>2007-10-04T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T14:16:06.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i keep burping when i drink bubble tea, i wonder if it's the bigger amount of air in the big straw that you have to suck in before you get to the drink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-2504010078106459203?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-5740837653016835842</id><published>2007-10-04T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T13:20:58.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>correction tape pwns liquid paper. should not have bought liquid paper :| at next excuse to give me present, like christmas or birthday, please buy me correction tape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-5740837653016835842?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/5740837653016835842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=5740837653016835842' title='0 Comments'/><link 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rv-Vx5BYe_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/P-nBvf7KPVY/s1600-h/n869935234_1331277_4336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rv-Vx5BYe_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/P-nBvf7KPVY/s400/n869935234_1331277_4336.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115972386068921330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from cambodia, where for six days we looked at stones and skulls, drank cheap alcohol, talked more than usual about sex, and ate tarantulas. was a fun time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-3383001601125894522?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/3383001601125894522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=3383001601125894522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3383001601125894522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3383001601125894522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-from-cambodia-where-for-six-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rv-Vx5BYe_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/P-nBvf7KPVY/s72-c/n869935234_1331277_4336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-1040408450507088889</id><published>2007-09-19T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T00:20:24.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O.M.G. my Lineage II just finished installing!!! O_O *hyperventilates*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-1040408450507088889?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/1040408450507088889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=1040408450507088889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1040408450507088889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1040408450507088889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/09/o.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-7213341376462194055</id><published>2007-09-18T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T01:39:09.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="headline"&gt;How Much is that Rogue in the Window?&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="byline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xxx posted on 18 Sep 2007 1:01 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="tags"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wow.warcry.com/news/tag/account+buying"&gt;account buying&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wow.warcry.com/news/tag/account+selling"&gt;account selling&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wow.warcry.com/news/tag/general"&gt;general&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wow.warcry.com/news/tag/method+guild"&gt;method guild&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wow.warcry.com/news/tag/news"&gt;news&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wow.warcry.com/news/tag/warcraft"&gt;warcraft&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wow.warcry.com/news/tag/world+of+warcraft"&gt;world of warcraft&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wow.warcry.com/news/tag/wow"&gt;wow&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wow.warcry.com/news/tag/zeuzo"&gt;zeuzo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;p&gt;A WoW account which included a highly equipped Night Elf Rogue named Zeuzo was recently sold for 7,000 Euro ($9,700), according to SK Gaming.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The original owner, a Night Elf Rogue named Zeuzo from the guild Method on Sylvanas(EU) was one of the two only people in the world wielding both legendary swords dropping off Illidan Stormrage, final boss of the Black Temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;http://wow.warcry.com/news/view/76979-How-Much-is-that-Rogue-in-the-Window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-7213341376462194055?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/7213341376462194055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=7213341376462194055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7213341376462194055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7213341376462194055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-much-is-that-rogue-in-window-xxx.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-39903336169749572</id><published>2007-09-16T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:20:16.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com/test24_1.php"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;What Kind of Guy Will You Fall For?&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.brainfall.com/images/test24/the_geek.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You would fall part for the geek. If you're looking for love, consider spending a little more time studying up in the library.  To you, there's nothing more attractive than intelligence, shyness, and kindness; your future love may have four eyes and zero social skills, but he'll make up for it in brains and heart.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.brainfall.com/images/test24/the_gentleman.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You would fall part for the gentleman. Keep an eye out for your love at your next formal or field trip to the opera.  Watch out for bad boys who walk on the inside of the curb and don't hold the door for you, and you'll end up with the guy who's suave, sophisticated, and classy through-and-through. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="right"&gt;Find Your Character @ &lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com"&gt;BrainFall.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-39903336169749572?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/39903336169749572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=39903336169749572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/39903336169749572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/39903336169749572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-kind-of-guy-will-you-fall-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-8778957357691799105</id><published>2007-09-16T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:13:05.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com/test30_1.php"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Which Desperate Housewives Character Are You?&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.brainfall.com/images/test30/Susan.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You are Susan. You are a klutz and verifiably awkward in social situations, but you are sweet, easy-going, and not afraid to get what you want in creative ways.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="right"&gt;Find Your Character @ &lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com"&gt;BrainFall.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-8778957357691799105?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/8778957357691799105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=8778957357691799105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8778957357691799105'/><link rel='self' 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know why but i also suddenly want to blog about this: yesterday after rushing out at 8pm to get present for boatman and paddleman, i got kfc for dinner and it was the first time i managed to conquer my single-minded devotion to the zinger and try the meltz. then i got home and shared some with my sis, and then my parents came home and while i was at the door with my mum he ate half my meltz! roar!!! i only had like, 3 fries and a quarter meltz for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i get it, i wanted to blog because i feel like going out to buy kfc again :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-4360117944519866075?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/4360117944519866075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>27 pages... not nearly done yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-8047224624635749321?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/8047224624635749321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=8047224624635749321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8047224624635749321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8047224624635749321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/09/27-pages.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-8423898492784450392</id><published>2007-09-14T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T14:57:03.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>24 pages in... ha. ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-8423898492784450392?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/8423898492784450392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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into my China research report/essay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll finish it by tonight or fall asleep trying :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-4012243862002164134?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/4012243862002164134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=4012243862002164134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4012243862002164134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4012243862002164134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/09/16-pages-into-my-china-research.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-4357743762379779479</id><published>2007-09-13T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T16:57:58.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going to  Cambodia for 6 days in recess week, but i don't forsee it being the funnest trip ever :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering how to prepare for all the papers after that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the semester seems almost over already :| only a few more weeks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-4357743762379779479?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-7424328820756501413</id><published>2007-09-10T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T00:34:08.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>social obligations are such annoying time wasting things. thought i'd only have to spend AT MOST 3 hours away from home today, but the usual happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuitions are such annoying but money making things. whatever made me agree to 7 hours of tuition this week??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after-class talks are such annoying but useful things. i've only got to decide whether they're useful enough to compromise my work over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is just a plain annoying thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-7424328820756501413?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/7424328820756501413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=7424328820756501413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7424328820756501413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7424328820756501413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/09/social-obligations-are-such-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-6126967157121319560</id><published>2007-09-06T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T11:28:05.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>一点半的我默默在等   只等待一个人&lt;br /&gt;路边没有人路边没有灯   我好冷&lt;br /&gt;他们都说我该回家了   叫我别天真&lt;br /&gt;他们都在背后笑我对爱没天份&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每个人都在笑我   说我不知所措&lt;br /&gt;每个人都说我们不会有结果&lt;br /&gt;不会不能不该有结果&lt;br /&gt;不会不能不该有结果&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三点半啦你终於到了   到你家的门口&lt;br /&gt;我看见你和那个男孩手牵着手&lt;br /&gt;我的要求也不算太多   只要你守承诺&lt;br /&gt;为何欺骗我为何折磨我   好难过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人一个人无聊地在等&lt;br /&gt;总以为就快有奇迹的发生&lt;br /&gt;才察觉自己是那麽地那麽地笨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new favourite cao ge song. has nothing to do with my life at the moment, don't get clever :| but i have more than one friend going through rough patches right now, and this song is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; for them. i always feel so shitty when i hear the line 三点半啦你终於到了到你家的门口/我看见你和那个男孩手牵着手. omg so sad  X|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-6126967157121319560?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/6126967157121319560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=6126967157121319560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6126967157121319560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6126967157121319560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-new-favourite-cao-ge-song.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-3063970015221948238</id><published>2007-09-05T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:54.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Long Day and Kenneth Paul Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short day that turned out freaking long because i keep forgetting i have even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; things to attend. thought school would end at 2, and can go back to do work, but turned out had BBA Finishing School from 3-6pm. thought could go home, but then had to go see Prof Lee at 6 to beg for essay's deadline extension (got it, at great cost to conscience). on my way there i people i met along the way reminded me that at 6pm i also had USS (university scholars seminar - easy module credits). after the seminar was done, i was already late in meeting hj for supper. ended up at clementi macs bitching about why life and love sucks. crawled home at 2330.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyways, this sem's USS has turned out promising so far. today it's Kenneth Paul Tan talking about "the Catherine Lim affair". he showed us the exchange in the papers in 1994 between the government officials and the public and Catherine Lim, and seriously he makes you see things in a new light. maybe because his perspective is interesting; he kept on talking about the PAP's masculinity complex and how LKY &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;metaphorically castrates&lt;/span&gt; Goh Chok Tong every chance he gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just felt so good and nostalgic. i missed his lessons. the seminar was so good, there wasn't an applause at the end, it was more like an ovation. the only thing we didn't do was stand up :)  managed to talk to him after the seminar, he's being stressed out doing assistant dean work, and is apparently too busy to teach anymore. he said handling graduates is different from handling kids like us, there's so much tension in class.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RuKRbAU4RkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/4EPRo5NX3qA/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RuKRbAU4RkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/4EPRo5NX3qA/s200/DSC00433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107804820521633346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this first class where the students were asked to introduce themselves by nationality in alphabetical order, and when he called the China students, the entire China delegate stood up, and they were like "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we would also like to extend an invitation to our countrymen from Taiwan to join us as well.&lt;/span&gt;" ROFL!!! i thought it was hilarious X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought his newly published book and had it signed. i'm such a fan XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-3063970015221948238?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/3063970015221948238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=3063970015221948238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3063970015221948238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3063970015221948238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-day-and-kenneth-paul-tan-short-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RuKRbAU4RkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/4EPRo5NX3qA/s72-c/DSC00433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-4881183534284206777</id><published>2007-09-04T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T18:26:49.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>took the train to sch 20min late as usual, except that the train was going in the direction away from school, and i didn't know until it reached bishan. so i thought i'll take the bus, and i did. it was pretty empty, so it was quite strange when this lady carrying a huge bag and fat laptop came on and sat beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ...&lt;br /&gt;her: ... *5min*&lt;br /&gt;her: do you know the time now?&lt;br /&gt;me: *looks at the watch on her arm* *pointedly looks at lack of watch on own arm* &lt;br /&gt;me: 2pm&lt;br /&gt;her: oh.&lt;br /&gt;her: ... *1min*&lt;br /&gt;her: hello, so where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought, shit, another evangelist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: school.&lt;br /&gt;her: sim?&lt;br /&gt;me: nus.&lt;br /&gt;her: oh. &lt;br /&gt;her: ...&lt;br /&gt;her: can i invite  you to a health talk?&lt;br /&gt;me: *thoughts: christian -&gt; health -&gt; unnatural sexual inclinations -&gt; do i really look that lesbian?*&lt;br /&gt;me: no. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, she looked so pale and more in need of health talks than me. she looked like a good wind might just finish her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to first intro to pol science class 1 hour late. i checked the location just before i left, and it was as3 03-08, so i went to as3 03-08 and burst into the class one hour late and sat down and listened to the prof talk about prophet muhammed and wondered why the hell is this class so deep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently it was the wrong class. the schedule i checked was for the next sem, gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-4881183534284206777?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/4881183534284206777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=4881183534284206777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4881183534284206777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4881183534284206777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/09/took-train-to-sch-20min-late-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-4390841721317999881</id><published>2007-09-03T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:54.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rtv8bgU4RjI/AAAAAAAAAJk/pqvUwZTeiyc/s1600-h/DSC00717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rtv8bgU4RjI/AAAAAAAAAJk/pqvUwZTeiyc/s400/DSC00717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105952152018765362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture Uncle made for us during the training camp, i found it really inspiring so i snapped it down, and now i'm posting it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next weekend is the end of the IVPs, we're currently third, playing to climb up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS mantra: COMPOSURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flankers' mantra: turn their bow, watch your backside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll sleep much, focus hard, and play well. and i'll help get the gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current medal -&gt; silver medal -&gt; our medal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-4390841721317999881?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/4390841721317999881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=4390841721317999881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4390841721317999881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4390841721317999881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-medal.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rtv8bgU4RjI/AAAAAAAAAJk/pqvUwZTeiyc/s72-c/DSC00717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-2519489476696405548</id><published>2007-08-31T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:54.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RtrYMwU4RiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/EZwTebZUqz8/s1600-h/DSC00750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RtrYMwU4RiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/EZwTebZUqz8/s400/DSC00750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105630841220384290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;state of polo girl rushing essay: friends, research and carbo load.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-2519489476696405548?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/2519489476696405548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=2519489476696405548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2519489476696405548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2519489476696405548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/state-of-polo-girl-rushing-essay.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RtrYMwU4RiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/EZwTebZUqz8/s72-c/DSC00750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-574149027301559928</id><published>2007-08-31T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:54.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RtcHtAU4RhI/AAAAAAAAAJU/NvSEuN_QMcQ/s1600-h/Photo+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RtcHtAU4RhI/AAAAAAAAAJU/NvSEuN_QMcQ/s320/Photo+19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104557172410828306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in chatterbox with mr lu jianhao now. training ended late again, tmr lesson at 10 argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2am and he's conducting a writing centre for freshie junior tung ni talking about how lingerie reinforces patriarchy. we spent 4 bucks each on nasty hawaiian toasted bread and minimelts :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-574149027301559928?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/574149027301559928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=574149027301559928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/574149027301559928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/574149027301559928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-chatterbox-with-mr-lu-jianhao-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RtcHtAU4RhI/AAAAAAAAAJU/NvSEuN_QMcQ/s72-c/Photo+19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-3188195349262979173</id><published>2007-08-31T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:54.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks for the outpouring of concern &gt;_&lt; i feel so loved X) thank you thank you, i'm feeling much better now that i'm clearing at least some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make up for all the emoness, check out what i found on my way to class the other day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rtb4fQU4RgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/czo_F0BskoY/s1600-h/DSC00748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rtb4fQU4RgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/czo_F0BskoY/s400/DSC00748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104540443513210370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-3188195349262979173?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/3188195349262979173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=3188195349262979173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3188195349262979173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3188195349262979173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/thanks-for-outpouring-of-concern-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rtb4fQU4RgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/czo_F0BskoY/s72-c/DSC00748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-2287442939659473675</id><published>2007-08-26T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:44:14.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at home and hungry, but i don't dare go kitchen to get food because then my mum will know i haven't eaten dinner and she'll get so irritated again. but i'm really hungry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-2287442939659473675?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-2751861495826062572</id><published>2007-08-25T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:19:40.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm tired and pissed off  and home is just not a relaxing place. i'm going to be tired and pissed off tomorrow because it'll be a whole day of games, and no matter what i do, i always seem to be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i take initiative, then i'm wrong, because i should have followed the plan. if i do nothing, then i'm wrong because i'm being too rigid. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"polo is a flexible game&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to continue commiting and go down for trainings next week, but i really just have such a shitload of work to catch up on. caiwang makes it sound so easy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is no recre team for polo. if you have decided that you want to play, then you owe the team to do your best. if you think you want to do other things, that your career and studies are more important, then you also owe it to the team to end it clearly, and don't drag them back with your absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;caiwang you can get third class honours with no regrets, but i can't, and i don't plan to. i haven't done my readings for all 5 of my modules, i have one long essay due by end of the month, i have one PR campaign to submit to Hong Kong in two days, i have a response paper to do in two weeks' time, i have 3 tutorials to do in 3 day's time, my new UCV prof who just came back from Middle East doing archeology thinks we're as free as him to go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dust dinosaur bones&lt;/span&gt; in our spare time and he's assigned us 80 pages of readings to do by 6 sep. in the meanwhile he expects us to post regularly and intelligently on ivle, and do our local AND overseas heritage watch project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't do all of these because firstly i'm tired as fuck from the competition today, the whole of tomorrow will also be competition, i'll probably reach home at 10pm and drop dead immediately. then monday 6 hours of lecture back to back, followed by tues training, wed feeling tired, thurs training, fri feeling tired, then it's the weekends again, the second week of IVP games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum's worried cos she says i've lost a lot of weight and i'm losing a lot of hair. and she gets irritated when she talks to me and she doesn't understand why i have to choose to make myself so tired all the time. then i get irritated and i don't feel like coming home. but i can't stay at school, because i sleep like shit at school, which just makes me more tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know how to finish my work when my brains are falling apart and i can't concentrate and i don't feel like doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/26222205-2751861495826062572?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/2751861495826062572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=2751861495826062572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2751861495826062572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2751861495826062572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-tired-and-pissed-off-and-home-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-7004818961145737832</id><published>2007-08-24T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T15:48:15.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  class="Section1" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Correspondence within the USP Community&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ManagementWhoShaltNotBeNamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sent:&lt;/b&gt; Mon 8/20/2007 8:21 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt; USP 4th Year; USP 3rd Year; USP 2nd Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cc:&lt;/b&gt; USP Admin Staff; USP Faculty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt; USP Student Activities Survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Dear 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; &amp; 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Year Students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;As you know, Learning &lt;span class="GramE"&gt;Beyond&lt;/span&gt; the Classroom is a key component of the USP mission. To this end, USP has developed two specific &lt;span class="SpellE"&gt;programmes&lt;/span&gt;, namely, the Global &lt;span class="SpellE"&gt;Programme&lt;/span&gt; (GP) and the Student Opportunities &lt;span class="SpellE"&gt;Programme&lt;/span&gt; (SO). These are on top of the many other non-GP or SO activities which may be USP or student-initiated, not to mention the numerous USC activities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We are in the process of reviewing the plethora of activities that are currently &lt;span class="SpellE"&gt;organised&lt;/span&gt; by USP. We would like to invite you to participate in the USP Student Activities Survey (please click &lt;a href="https://exchange.nus.edu.sg/exchweb/bin/redir.asp?URL=https://aces01.nus.edu.sg/esurveys/jsp/index.jsp?id=SUR0049" target="_blank"&gt;https://aces01.nus.edu.sg/esurveys/jsp/index.jsp?id=SUR0049&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;that will help us gauge the interest in these activities within the community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Your feedback is extremely important to us in identifying the type of activities that will be of interest and relevance to you. This will enhance the effectiveness and values add of USP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In appreciation of your participation, you will receive a different free souvenir when you complete the survey. We thank you in advance for your time and effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;This survey will end on &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Sunday, 26 August 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; at &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2359hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ManagementWhoShaltNotBeNamed&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;On behalf of USP Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From&lt;/span&gt;: ProfWhoShaltNotBeNamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sent&lt;/span&gt;: Mon 20/08/2007 10:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To&lt;/span&gt;: ManagementWhoShaltNotBeNamed; USP 4th Year; USP 3rd Year; USP 2nd Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cc&lt;/span&gt;: USP Admin Staff; USP Faculty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject&lt;/span&gt;: RE: USP Student Activities Survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ManagementWhoShaltNotBeNamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning beyond the classroom is fine but learning within the classroom is also important.  I have been complaining many times about the classroom facilities, e.g., the whiteboards have to be replaced - they have a limited lifetime you know.  At SR1, the projector screen has run its course; it has been an eyesore at USP for a long time.  As our Prime Minister said yesterday, upgrading is the key word.  I feel that USP must devote more time and effort into maintaining classroom facilities.  I should think that there are sufficient funds for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an immediate measure, can the projector screen at SR1 be replaced by the end of the week please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind regards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ProfWhoShaltNotBeNamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  I wish USP students would also complain when they find inadequate classroom maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-7004818961145737832?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/7004818961145737832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=7004818961145737832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7004818961145737832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7004818961145737832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/correspondence-within-usp-community.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-5675927735549636356</id><published>2007-08-23T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T17:24:14.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stayed alone in chatterbox last night because missed the last bus back. ate froot loops alone in study room 2. slept alone on the mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very liberating and peaceful, but also very lonely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-5675927735549636356?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/5675927735549636356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=5675927735549636356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5675927735549636356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5675927735549636356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/stayed-alone-in-chatterbox-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-1483210999616152962</id><published>2007-08-22T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T01:30:43.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been one week and eight hours :|  the world hasn't ended yet, so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-1483210999616152962?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/1483210999616152962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=1483210999616152962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1483210999616152962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1483210999616152962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-been-one-week-and-eight-hours-world.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-5803574658579775405</id><published>2007-08-21T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:56.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OAC Fireworks Gathering 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but i do have pictures! :D these are donated by the generous nilia, love her big big :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RspjFQU4ReI/AAAAAAAAAI8/LxWass3PdKU/s1600-h/fireworksshawnees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RspjFQU4ReI/AAAAAAAAAI8/LxWass3PdKU/s320/fireworksshawnees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100998469883545058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shawnees&lt;/span&gt; reunion! after god knows how long. sebas, me, say moo moo, nilia, and alp~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RspjFgU4RfI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Yx6S7JbsXik/s1600-h/fireworksoac.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RspjFgU4RfI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Yx6S7JbsXik/s1600-h/fireworksoac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RspjFgU4RfI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Yx6S7JbsXik/s320/fireworksoac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100998474178512370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;30th oac fireworks goers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we're just such fireworks whores. it seems like everytime we go out, it's always something fireworks related. but this year we were at the Open Field Beside Floating Platform (Which I Bet Will Have A Skyscraper Next Year And Block Our View) which was significantly better than last year, where we ran insanely around trying to find a patch of sky that's not a reflection off glass buildings. no patches of sky available in CBD, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next year then :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-5803574658579775405?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/5803574658579775405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=5803574658579775405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5803574658579775405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5803574658579775405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/oac-fireworks-gathering-2007-oh-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RspjFQU4ReI/AAAAAAAAAI8/LxWass3PdKU/s72-c/fireworksshawnees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-2887616246138796273</id><published>2007-08-20T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T20:29:27.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome to the newest issue of Chatterbox Today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty sure i blogged during the exam period about how conversation topics in chatterbox revolved around sex and pornography and perversions and kinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, at table, on whitebook: ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;Friends: *ignore*&lt;br /&gt;Me: ohmygod, you know how macs cannot maximise windows and you can see the windows behind the main one?&lt;br /&gt;Friends: um hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is that a moving breast i see at the bottom left of my screen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jaesson: Breast? Where??&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ohmygawd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; it became &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moving&lt;/span&gt; nipple&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i blame it on Facebook. i'm sure it's their pop-ups. i knew it was unhealthy, but i didn't know it was unhealthy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like that. &lt;/span&gt;but gabriel was extremely amused, and it's not funny when he's amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel: moniza, look. *shows moniza laptop*&lt;br /&gt;Moniza: gah, octopus sex!&lt;br /&gt;Me: gah, octopus sex, again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's my gay fetish compared to sotong fetish? chatterbox is just so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-2887616246138796273?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/2887616246138796273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=2887616246138796273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2887616246138796273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2887616246138796273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/welcome-to-newest-issue-of-chatterbox.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-4656230779055932379</id><published>2007-08-20T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T20:09:17.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;This is to update you on some latest developments on campus. We will be introducing a new massaging service in the TV lounge @ YIH starting 20th August. In addition to watching TV progammes, students can now choose to enjoy foot reflexology and neck/shoulder massages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- NUSSU circular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf...? i know the NUS student union's days of organising protests and rallies are over, but these days, they're just getting so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;strange&lt;/span&gt;. organising all those endless bazaars must have made them bizarre...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-4656230779055932379?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/4656230779055932379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=4656230779055932379' 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came back from watching fireworks at the National Floating Platform. they were pretty, but when i tried to take pictures all the bursts of lights came out squiggly, so no pictures from me :( there were also these floating spots of light that zoomed around bulidings and the audience, i don't know what to make of them. they looked like mechanical firelies from far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also discovered today that BK has a value menu that offers $2 burgers. $2 burgers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, love for BK has increased since BK opened an outlet in the NUS arts canteen :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-1234194441178257040?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/1234194441178257040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>the more i think about the new school term the more work seems to pile up. i have a probably 20 page china paper due by the end of this month, and i still have no idea what the topic will be. also considering participating in a PR campaign/competition to buff up CV, and the initial entry is also due by month-end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rag tiredness is not leaving. still feel half dead everyday, but that might be because of polo. every weekend packed with friends that i miss but don't feel like entertaining at the moment. i'm a lousy friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to sort out commitment to polo. will chiong until the IVPs are over and medals are won. and then i'll have to do quarterlife things like examine my goals and directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i need most right now to make life more comfortable:&lt;br /&gt;1. daily contact lenses&lt;br /&gt;2. sleep&lt;br /&gt;3. hair cut&lt;br /&gt;4. my new textbooks&lt;br /&gt;5. cleared out room&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-1068696222626864845?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/1068696222626864845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=1068696222626864845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1068696222626864845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1068696222626864845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-i-think-about-new-school-term-more.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-6944951891404182312</id><published>2007-08-15T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:57.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RsKb_orhZgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mCMh9T8tpvY/s1600-h/airplane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RsKb_orhZgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mCMh9T8tpvY/s320/airplane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098809245690848770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nataliedee.com/"&gt;nataliedee.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here begins another phase of my life. the new sem starts. at the moment everything seems so dull and tiring, but i'm sure eventually it'll pick up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rag team plus the china group went down to send alex off on tues. we china people camped over at the airport cos the flight was at 6am. here are pictures of breakfast after the send-off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RsKXCIrhZdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zGVEegrPsA0/s1600-h/IMG_1844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RsKXCIrhZdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zGVEegrPsA0/s200/IMG_1844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098803791082382802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RsKXBorhZbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ufDQha_wdNw/s1600-h/IMG_1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RsKXBorhZbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ufDQha_wdNw/s200/IMG_1841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098803782492448178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RsKXBYrhZaI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q_4NmUW_gFw/s1600-h/IMG_1840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RsKXBYrhZaI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q_4NmUW_gFw/s200/IMG_1840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098803778197480866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RsKXB4rhZcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/iR0SMH6aNlM/s1600-h/IMG_1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RsKXB4rhZcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/iR0SMH6aNlM/s200/IMG_1843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098803786787415490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly realise that i don't actually have pictures of the subject person, erps. but alex appeared in like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hi, wow, thanks for coming but i'm like, late for my plane so thanks again and bye! &lt;/span&gt;or it would have been, except that he almost couldn't fly because he was short of his I-20 form or something. which was with yours truly, somehow, so that was cleared. apparently the check-in process was extremely stern and involved a patronising security guard who gave instructions on how life was supposed to be like in america. and you were supposed to give forms in a particular order, and they have names like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the hundred dollar receipt&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the two hundred dollar receipt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this reminds me of a funny post from &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/mistful"&gt;Maya's blog&lt;/a&gt; (she's awesome - read her Quality of Mercy, boycott Deathly Hallows.) from when she was arranging to go to america:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And why have I been offline? I have been recovering from the Great M.A. Fuck-Up and preparing for this business I am about to announce. About Halloween, I am leaving home and hearth to do a six months' publishing internship in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow, has it been &lt;i&gt;complicated&lt;/i&gt; to arrange. Application, phone interview, done and dusted a while ago. But the process of moving to America is &lt;i&gt;madness&lt;/i&gt;, y'all. A few vignettes from recent weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPECIAL PHOTOGRAPHY SHOP:&lt;br /&gt;MAN: Don't move your face! America requires photographs with your face right there!&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: oh.&lt;br /&gt;MAN: Don't smile!&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;MAN: I'M SERIOUS. AMERICA DOES NOT WANT YOU TO SMILE.&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMBASSY INTERVIEW WITH MOST EVIL OBJECT IN THE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;MEOW: Why do you think you can do this job better than an American?&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: Well... I was chosen?... Because I was the best... qualified...?&lt;br /&gt;MEOW: Why are you taking a job from an American?&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: Well, I mugged an American and found the job in their handbag, and I thought I kind of looked pretty in it.&lt;br /&gt;MEOW: ...&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: ...&lt;br /&gt;MEOW: How do we know you don't want to move permanently to America?&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: Are you kidding? You people have to pay for college! And your writers get taxed!&lt;br /&gt;MEOW: Why haven't you graduated yet?&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: We have the graduation ceremony in December.&lt;br /&gt;MEOW: Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: Because that is how Ireland works.&lt;br /&gt;MEOW: Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: Well, it takes a while to get all those goats for our pagan celebrations, you know?&lt;br /&gt;MEOW: ...&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: This interview may go better if you accept the fact I have Trying To Be Funny Tourette's when under stress.&lt;br /&gt;MEOW: Any medical condition should be on your forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USIT, AKA PLACE WHICH WAS MEANT TO PROCESS MY APPLICATION:&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: Here are my forms! Please to process. Here is my 100 dollar processing fee!&lt;br /&gt;USIT: Thank you. Please to give us 700 more dollars for, like, processing.&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: Ahahaha. Perhaps you misunderstood me. I want to go to America, not, you know... actually buy it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;and anyway that's over. here's how the sky looked like from my block when i got home... it's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RsKkG4rhZhI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ym5ZbRn47Ow/s1600-h/IMG_1849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RsKkG4rhZhI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ym5ZbRn47Ow/s400/IMG_1849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098818166337922578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had more time, and more memories. but.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-6944951891404182312?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/6944951891404182312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=6944951891404182312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6944951891404182312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6944951891404182312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/nataliedee.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RsKb_orhZgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mCMh9T8tpvY/s72-c/airplane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-3881638625965771708</id><published>2007-08-09T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T02:49:41.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Please find your bidding result for Acad Yr 2007/2008, Semester 1 as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;        Allocated Modules&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Module Code : FNA2004&lt;br /&gt;Module Title: Finance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Module Code : DSC2006&lt;br /&gt;Module Title: Operations Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Module Code : BSP2001&lt;br /&gt;Module Title: Macro And International Economics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Module Code : UCV2207&lt;br /&gt;Module Title: The Politics of Heritage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Module Code : PS1101E&lt;br /&gt;Module Title: Introduction to Political Science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to do 4 core, i really did. but i didn't, because i couldn't, because my was-going-to-be timetable looked so dismal when i built it. i still have like 5 out of 14 foundation modules left to clear... that's like, one whole sem's worth of modules. how am i ever going to graduate...? i really am such an arts girl, i really am :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the brighter side, ucv2207 is going to bring me to cambodia during the recess week, hurrah! :D i love ucv modules! (china was ucv2006 XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usp rocks, loves usp big big deep deep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-3881638625965771708?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/3881638625965771708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=3881638625965771708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3881638625965771708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3881638625965771708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/please-find-your-bidding-result-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-2612455355634963720</id><published>2007-08-09T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T02:38:11.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;recently heard this nice song on the radio by Joan Osbourne, What if God was One of Us. it's beautiful, but if it were me, i'd just appreciate the song alone without the mtv. if you watch the clip, close you eyes and just ignore the nosering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Epow4VXhnW0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Epow4VXhnW0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What if god was one of us&lt;br /&gt;Just a slob like one of us&lt;br /&gt;Just a stranger on the bus&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make his way home&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to make his way home&lt;br /&gt;Like a holy rolling stone&lt;br /&gt;Back up to heaven all alone&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to make his way home&lt;br /&gt;Nobody calling on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Except for the pope maybe in rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;to listen to the song as the lyrics like, unroll. i was so surprised when i first heard it, i just sat down and stared at the radio. maybe it's because i've talked more about religion these two months than i have in probably my entire life, but i like it very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/26222205-2612455355634963720?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/2612455355634963720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=2612455355634963720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2612455355634963720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2612455355634963720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/recently-heard-this-nice-song-on-radio.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-7378342241563988202</id><published>2007-08-09T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:58.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;backdated news 1: harry potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RroDuorhZWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NCxs5GAwnTw/s1600-h/IMG_1677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RroDuorhZWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NCxs5GAwnTw/s320/IMG_1677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096390028051965282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with shieh yuan and angela as usual to queue for deathly hallows. i swear, age catches up with you. we get there later and later with every book released, and the natural thing that happens when you get older is that more and more people become younger than you, have more energy than you, and hence get there earlier than you, and stand in the queue in front of you. it's so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enthusiasm goes down as age increases. i didn't even pre-order this time, but trusted that if they have books to sell to you, they will sell to you, pre-order or no. and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did &lt;/span&gt;they order in extra stock...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RroDvYrhZYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dmtGjMJT4rQ/s1600-h/IMG_1680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RroDvYrhZYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dmtGjMJT4rQ/s320/IMG_1680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096390040936867202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staff setting up the stack. couldn't see what was going on during the countdown (couldn't even hear the countdown) cos the queue was all the way to the back of wheelock place already by the time i got there. i remember during sec 4 when we were early enough to be in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;store &lt;/span&gt;itself and there were tv people everywhere getting stupid responses from every person they interviewed. we were so crazy we even collected the tape sealing the boxes that had EMBARGO UNTIL 7.01AM on them. pah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RroDu4rhZXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Qe6UrR1ojwo/s1600-h/IMG_1679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RroDu4rhZXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Qe6UrR1ojwo/s320/IMG_1679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096390032346932594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just happy that we have the books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RroDuIrhZVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GW7UIXwExAQ/s1600-h/IMG_1676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RroDuIrhZVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GW7UIXwExAQ/s320/IMG_1676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096390019462030674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, collected a pair of gold and black balloons that i thought would be so cool to have despite them sporting the words 'i got my harry potter at borders'. but when i tied them to the paper bag they were at a height to keep bouncing at my ears and throughout the day i was so terrified they'd burst. not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later that day went to repair macbook charger and buy new laptop case (SO PRETTY.) with kiak, who gave my balloons to ang mo kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no, my life sounds so boring :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-7378342241563988202?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/7378342241563988202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=7378342241563988202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7378342241563988202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7378342241563988202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RrcnrorhZUI/AAAAAAAAAHM/4fRshQlMgl8/s1600-h/Photo+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RrcnrorhZUI/AAAAAAAAAHM/4fRshQlMgl8/s320/Photo+16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095585134000825666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me on the left, looking, admittedly, rather feminine and pretty. on the right, looking dorky, is the most adorable boy in the world :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-6223137557003119844?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/6223137557003119844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=6223137557003119844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6223137557003119844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6223137557003119844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/08/souvenir-from-last-day-of-project-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RrcnrorhZUI/AAAAAAAAAHM/4fRshQlMgl8/s72-c/Photo+16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-5570222769898497714</id><published>2007-08-05T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T01:11:49.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long absence from posting, but layout's changed this time round :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;significant events that happened includes, in chronological order, polo camp, usp freshmen camp, fixing whitebook, festering in chatterbox sofa room trying to get china work done, getting china work done (recent development), failure of Master Plan Which I Have Only Told A Few But Which Everyone Knows About and usp rag (work in progress).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going home like 2 days a week; family has been much neglected, but i hope it's okay &gt;_&lt; they'll be seeing my sorry eyebagged face everyday once school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's always the wrong time to blog, really, because everytime i feel like it my pictures are not with me. i thought with a spankin' new camera i'd have many many blog posts, but it's holding me back because now i don't feel like blogging about anything i don't have pictures of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr will have hands on whitebook and pictures within. whitebook is currently buried under dirty laundry in sofa room. i've had warnings from the usp admin not to hang my wet clothes around cos it's blocking the fire exit. imagine, people might &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;die &lt;/span&gt;because of my soggy flapping underwear. i've taken to climbing out onto the window ledge to hang my things. i secure myself by making sure that every time i climb out, there's someone in the room and i request that if i die, to tell my mum i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so much for now. love my spiffy new skin :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-26222205.post-6700768535035810582</id><published>2007-07-11T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T23:59:36.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;am home again. spent two nights in school... coming up next, four days of polo camp and 5 days of usp freshmen orientation camp back to back. i want to post pictures... but they're in my handphone and i've no way to beam them over to blogger, because my whitebook is still in sad disrepair. somebody save my whitebook :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-6700768535035810582?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-311633064287832823</id><published>2007-07-08T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:59.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;finally at home after 5 nights. back to singapore and yet i don't show face at home, and i still don't have internet connection at school cos my mac charger is still down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this lovely week started on a bright Monday. whoever said mondays were blue? this must have been my most peaceful monday ever. reached school early to have breakfast with jianhao, bitchbuddy and gay magnet. gay magnet as in, magnet for gay people, and not a strange affectionate nickname or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then it was the start of post-trip 75page report haze. when we were still relaxing at chatterbox...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ro_aitMTzMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Og5nVGX_29c/s1600-h/IMG_1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ro_aitMTzMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Og5nVGX_29c/s320/IMG_1194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084522794106211522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;huipang with alex's fake chinese book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ro_dD9MTzRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IAIdoA9JoWs/s1600-h/IMG_1195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ro_dD9MTzRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IAIdoA9JoWs/s320/IMG_1195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084525564360117522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jian hao, cam whore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ro_ajtMTzOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/62LHiOdnqiU/s1600-h/IMG_1196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ro_ajtMTzOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/62LHiOdnqiU/s320/IMG_1196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084522811286080738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the mess of industrious people at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we split up at noon to putter about our own things. after a gym session, in which i killed myself with cotton-light weights after a month of Peking duck, and in which my two fellow macho gymers still made me feel extremely sporty by hanging mostly around the bench with comfortable mats, i found junyi, evelyn and huipang at the library. an acutely embarassing accident happened then that required that i run to the YIH toilet to buy sanitary pads for special purposes. but that is not my story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stayed over just because we don't want to go home. we're spontaneous like that XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ro_aj9MTzPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/pxRp0-6qjII/s1600-h/IMG_1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ro_aj9MTzPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/pxRp0-6qjII/s320/IMG_1197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084522815581048050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;junyi keeping warm (morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ro_akNMTzQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ut0aYZ9uhwU/s1600-h/IMG_1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ro_akNMTzQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ut0aYZ9uhwU/s320/IMG_1198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084522819876015362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;alex waking up to defend his modesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the start of my favouritest week this year. more of my drab and boring life to come. but! it will soon change! because i have a Master Plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-311633064287832823?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/311633064287832823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=311633064287832823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/311633064287832823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/311633064287832823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-at-home-after-5-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Ro_aitMTzMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Og5nVGX_29c/s72-c/IMG_1194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-5490051265871696881</id><published>2007-07-03T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:59.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RonwGdMTzLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1F2CAesG00A/s1600-h/IMG_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RonwGdMTzLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1F2CAesG00A/s320/IMG_1193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082857648170454194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is the blur of shimmie on saturday at the airport, after a 10month absence thereabout, bawling her eyes out in a most ugly way :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-5490051265871696881?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/5490051265871696881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=5490051265871696881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5490051265871696881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5490051265871696881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-blur-of-shimmie-on-saturday-at.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RonwGdMTzLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1F2CAesG00A/s72-c/IMG_1193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-3659133793437471054</id><published>2007-07-01T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:32:01.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;30th reunion on saturday had a great turnout! although i was in a dumpy mood, was so glad to see chiobu and ailin again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were supposed to meet at changi v at 0945, but we only did around 1130, cos everyone knows not to go too early... hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoermNMTzBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YvZnFdB2uU0/s1600-h/IMG_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoermNMTzBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YvZnFdB2uU0/s320/IMG_1140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082219377375562770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on the boat ride, where you're not supposed to stand at the back to enjoy the wind anymore:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoermdMTzCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3U2_Hyn5rQA/s1600-h/IMG_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoermdMTzCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3U2_Hyn5rQA/s320/IMG_1143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082219381670530082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and at tian chi fence, which was holed up (again) and cut open by kind charitable souls for community benefits (again).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roerm9MTzDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LGuIs5eR5DA/s1600-h/IMG_1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roerm9MTzDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LGuIs5eR5DA/s320/IMG_1154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082219390260464690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it's as beautiful as it ever was. all in the process of being destroyed by the government of course. when they skipped over chek jawa, they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had &lt;/span&gt;to demolish something else. heard that all the water's going to be taken out and they're going to reopen the quarry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we entered to relive memories of our youth, but got lost:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe4ptMTzEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jZ_47mqSmdw/s1600-h/IMG_1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe4ptMTzEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jZ_47mqSmdw/s320/IMG_1165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082233731156266050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but the old path was there. our aspiring khaki-clad, white socked, leg-haired juniors might have cleared it. this is a small peep of the quarry near the bottom, with leaves artfully overexposed. as was intended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe4p9MTzFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/pEEW6bvVk24/s1600-h/IMG_1161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe4p9MTzFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/pEEW6bvVk24/s320/IMG_1161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082233735451233362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what later generations of oac-ers will never see again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe4qNMTzGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Wemmy8sdiQM/s1600-h/IMG_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe4qNMTzGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Wemmy8sdiQM/s320/IMG_1170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082233739746200674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe4qdMTzHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/SCuGx1oerLg/s1600-h/IMG_1172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe4qdMTzHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/SCuGx1oerLg/s320/IMG_1172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082233744041167986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe4qtMTzII/AAAAAAAAAF8/7Sg13v6AgN8/s1600-h/IMG_1182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe4qtMTzII/AAAAAAAAAF8/7Sg13v6AgN8/s320/IMG_1182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082233748336135298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14 of the Obese Activities Club sucking on fruit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe6YtMTzJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Wwmbe1Bsc40/s1600-h/IMG_1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe6YtMTzJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Wwmbe1Bsc40/s320/IMG_1185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082235638121745554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here's a parting picture of the ubin shore masquerading as maui. only that it's so much more beautiful :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe6Y9MTzKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ohKjGOL7M1U/s1600-h/IMG_1187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Roe6Y9MTzKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ohKjGOL7M1U/s320/IMG_1187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082235642416712866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;if anyone wants to go to ubin, do it now! before they build (even more) little huts, spray out the  mosquitoes, domesticate the wild boars, or start a coconut plantation to fund the thirsty touristing industry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-3659133793437471054?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/3659133793437471054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=3659133793437471054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3659133793437471054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3659133793437471054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/07/30th-reunion-on-saturday-had-great.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoermNMTzBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YvZnFdB2uU0/s72-c/IMG_1140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-124959377538473772</id><published>2007-07-01T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T18:53:23.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so bloody distracted from everything and miserable, it's like i'm really suffering from withdrawal. and i thought i was just doing witty word play...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hang on, 14.5 hours more. or two years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-124959377538473772?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/124959377538473772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=124959377538473772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/124959377538473772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/124959377538473772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-bloody-distracted-from-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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geographically and nationally and also all related in any sense of the word!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it's so great to be back blogging at 3.25am in the morning on reliable internet connection breathing humidity feeling dirt poor and propping my e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yebags up so they don't affect my vision!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not lie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;china was both predictably globalised and unimaginably breathtaking. look and see some of it~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is china:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoK7otMTy6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/vtKvZw1Mh4E/s1600-h/China+651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoK7otMTy6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/vtKvZw1Mh4E/s320/China+651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080829637627726754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this is china:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoK8sdMTy7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/7qh3xDdJT3w/s1600-h/China+478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoK8sdMTy7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/7qh3xDdJT3w/s320/China+478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080830801563863986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this is china:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoK9uNMTy8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/41rFFPH_zgM/s1600-h/China+767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoK9uNMTy8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/41rFFPH_zgM/s320/China+767.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080831931140262850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is also china:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoK-JdMTy9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/p6CQpAVw5wA/s1600-h/China+422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoK-JdMTy9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/p6CQpAVw5wA/s320/China+422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080832399291698130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and this is us loving china :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoK-uNMTy-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/1pYEW1LDMJ0/s1600-h/China+395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoK-uNMTy-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/1pYEW1LDMJ0/s320/China+395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080833030651890658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;my shots suck. waiting for junyi who took about 6gb worth of pictures and is going to timestamp them and map out our pictures' locations using his GPS. hurrah for him~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-6287601554592609019?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/6287601554592609019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=6287601554592609019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6287601554592609019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6287601554592609019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-beautiful-people-of-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RoLBQdMTzAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/bJK-Db_i9WU/s72-c/China+535.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-9116121593482896933</id><published>2007-06-28T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T16:48:33.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>多想要记住这一分钟&lt;br /&gt;回应我幸福的要求&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;我或许没有别的梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;唯一的是我爱你你也爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i would wait for my happily ever after, but they're fresh out of it. all they have is the usual bittersweet aftertaste. but i suppose loneliness can be shelved until even the aftertaste has been enjoyed and is gone. i can deal with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-9116121593482896933?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/9116121593482896933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=9116121593482896933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/9116121593482896933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/9116121593482896933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-would-wait-for-my-happily-ever-after.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-6644830507107227791</id><published>2007-06-06T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:32:02.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rmbb4fQRWFI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ezbQhm6EL44/s1600-h/Day3Wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rmbb4fQRWFI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ezbQhm6EL44/s320/Day3Wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072983793788344402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4th day in china and i think i've shit more than i did in the whole of last month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;savouring every moment :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i love china, i feel like a rich girl here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-6644830507107227791?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/6644830507107227791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-5533550979050630984</id><published>2007-06-02T03:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T03:21:56.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where is that stupid jian hao when i need to talk to someone... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sigh. Time to return the favour brother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-5533550979050630984?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/5533550979050630984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=5533550979050630984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5533550979050630984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5533550979050630984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/06/where-is-that-stupid-jian-hao-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-8977132020411007847</id><published>2007-06-02T03:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T03:20:31.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stupidtester.com/ref.html"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.stupidtester.com/badge/6fefffd1fb3655be.jpg" alt="StupidTester.com says I'm 11% Stupid! How stupid are you? Click Here!" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;doing stupid tests that tell me i'm not stupid at 3.23am in the morning, tapping my toes on the green tiles waiting to go to china.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so fucking distracted, couldn't even watch shrek 3 today properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;also, i feel like squirming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-8977132020411007847?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/8977132020411007847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=8977132020411007847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8977132020411007847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8977132020411007847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/06/doing-stupid-tests-that-tell-me-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-7689949384370143748</id><published>2007-05-27T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T01:57:03.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;recently, friends have postulated that i might not survive my china trip. amongst various reasons are the severe diarrhea risks from - it was reported - soya sauce made from hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. whatever made the chinese think that similarity constitutes substitutability? eating pigs' brains do not add to human brains, and although we often call soya sauce black sauce, colour is really not the only criterion to the definition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;besides diarrhea, it has been suggested by my aunt that i will get lost. i do admit that i have a tendency to look at the map of china and plan transportation thinking that just because the distance from A to B is less than the length of my pinky, it shouldn't take too long to cover. (we initially thought to go to tibet, a few cm away from beijing, but apparently it's a 3 day train ride.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i also have a tendency to speak my mind, and my mind often - traitorously, i say - thinks derogatory thoughts about the china chinese. and because i'm admittedly a charmingly outspoken person, i'm afraid i'll make enemies who misunderstand my intentions, which are constructive and well-meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for example, the other day when me, jun yi and alex went to collect our visas, i was already late, but i was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because i couldn't find the chinese embassy, although i've been there before already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: *strides to visa hall where junyi and alex are falling asleep* i am obviously late and sorry, but! not as sorry as this sorry embassy! the american embassy is on its left! it has a porch and anti-terrorist guards! the british high commission is on its right! it has lawns and polite security guards! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;whom i had to ask for directions to the chinese embassy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;keep your voice down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: and i walked right past it because it's nothing but a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dingy doorway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. there is no porch, no lawn, and not even a lobby! there's only a flight of stairs you can't go up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;because of the freaking queue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's not just dingy, it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dilapidated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;: meishi!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: don't worry, it's 5 syllabi, they won't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;: meishi do you know you're on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;chinese soil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; right now? they shoot people for kidneys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: chinese soil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;: yes chinese soil!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: no wonder it's so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;tacky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. and the service &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, i could have been softer, but the service really sucked, let that be said. flying this sunday, hope i make it back. no disrespect to the chinese of course, we all have our own faults. if you have more, it just means you have more room for improvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-7689949384370143748?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/7689949384370143748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=7689949384370143748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7689949384370143748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7689949384370143748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/05/recently-friends-have-postulated-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-8642525375717459808</id><published>2007-05-26T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:48:29.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i feel sick inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what a fucking emo few days. i think i'm bipolar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-8642525375717459808?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/8642525375717459808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=8642525375717459808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8642525375717459808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8642525375717459808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-feel-sick-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-8412850856106778670</id><published>2007-05-26T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:00:45.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay, just when you thought you were screwed up enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i actually forgot all about my exam results. they were released today, and emily had to remind me to check, good job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it's seriously my biz modules that fuck me up. hello??? i thought last sem was the ultimate, but this time i got a C for Legal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;you are so fucked up meishi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-8412850856106778670?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/8412850856106778670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=8412850856106778670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8412850856106778670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8412850856106778670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-just-when-you-thought-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-5009960137934222692</id><published>2007-05-24T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:28:31.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;almost there... just a little more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-5009960137934222692?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/5009960137934222692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=5009960137934222692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5009960137934222692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5009960137934222692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/05/almost-there.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-7547532091683317268</id><published>2007-05-23T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T01:18:44.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok, i'm going to do something i've never had to do before, and it's a sucky thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;trying to work up courage, i'm almost there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hope it turns out fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i'm not wrong, and hope it makes me a better person, even if i'm still not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-7547532091683317268?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/7547532091683317268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=7547532091683317268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7547532091683317268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/7547532091683317268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/05/ok-im-going-to-do-something-ive-never.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-6163881458563571038</id><published>2007-05-21T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T13:43:59.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;urgh. thought would be meeting up with 30th on sunday and pranced off happily after training, but should have known the pang seh club will never change. anyways, managed to see yiroe, alvin and shiwei, and also the new climbadventure, which is conveniently located at clementi. darn, if i'd known earlier can jio people out to climb after lessons. they converted squash courts into a climbing centre, and it's as bad as it sounds. i think it's supposed to be 4 courts, so that's a lot of lanes, but currently it's only half done, so the whole place is totally squishpacked. also, the walls were only about 5 and a half panels, and unlike the old location at keppel towers, it doesn't have a bouldering tunnel OR thick squishy mats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the thick squishy mats :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back after they're done, hope it'll be better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-6163881458563571038?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/6163881458563571038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=6163881458563571038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6163881458563571038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/6163881458563571038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/05/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-5475109350101226969</id><published>2007-05-20T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T19:30:58.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;MOST EMBARRASSING THING IN 20 YEARS OF MY LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's so embarrassing it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;not funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hopefully only my dear now-Secret-Keeper witnessed it, and hopefully she keeps it to herself on pain of torture, or i will be forced to kill her to protect myself, because i will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; if anyone else knows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;die!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-5475109350101226969?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/5475109350101226969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=5475109350101226969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5475109350101226969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/5475109350101226969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/05/most-embarrassing-thing-in-20-years-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-4323455538113486774</id><published>2007-05-20T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T02:01:22.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay, this totally spoilt my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;just realised that the beautiful, angry, hurt and betrayed song by dixie chicks that i posted the lyrics of a few days ago was not talking about a broken relationship. i felt i totally related because it so fits my family, about not being able to back down, and being mad as hell and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;THEN it turns out that it's actually talking about dixie chicks' political controversy when they were boycotted and flamed for criticizing Bush on London soil. this SO spoils the song for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ANGRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-4323455538113486774?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/4323455538113486774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=4323455538113486774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4323455538113486774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/4323455538113486774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-this-totally-spoilt-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-8417012084904654794</id><published>2007-05-20T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T01:55:39.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW TO TELL IF A GUY LIKES YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. The guy will be extremely nice to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. He will tell you that you did something good, even when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;you did it horribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. He might make fun of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. He will want to be your best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. He might complement you on something normal like, your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hair, even if you wear it that way everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. He will stick up for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. He will start hanging out with your friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. He will flirt with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. He will call you for no good reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. He will make eye contact with a serious look on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW TO TELL IF A GIRL LIKES YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. They always talk about the different kind of guys they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;COULD have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. They stare at you with a smile on their face and won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;look away until you do first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. They ALWAYS seem to be talking about how nice or cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. They laugh at all your jokes, no matter how stupid they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. They will ask you who you like, continuously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. They talk to your friends about you a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. They always are flirting with every other guy, except you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. They always try to make you jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. They beg you to do everything for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. They always ask you what to do in a bad situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;see the difference? (disclaimer: taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.chainletters.net/?item=282"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;) i was relationship-counselling for two friends the other day (ha, me!),  and i realise that guys and girls really have different ways of dealing with liking someone. this guy worries about being too direct in getting their point across (should i have paid for dinner although i bought the tickets? is it too fast for flowers?? send to mrt station, void deck, or doorstep?!!), and this girl worries about whether to get any point across.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;also, i realise i behave more like a guy according to the above list :( i need to learn subtlety man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-8417012084904654794?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/8417012084904654794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=8417012084904654794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8417012084904654794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/8417012084904654794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-to-tell-if-guy-likes-you-1.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-3739870155896638923</id><published>2007-05-17T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:32:03.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RkwAcoeE3fI/AAAAAAAAAD8/eSiqEIeFY00/s1600-h/resizer.php5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RkwAcoeE3fI/AAAAAAAAAD8/eSiqEIeFY00/s320/resizer.php5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065424172784868850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;looking pro on skates!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-3739870155896638923?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/3739870155896638923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=3739870155896638923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3739870155896638923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3739870155896638923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/05/looking-pro-on-skates.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/RkwAcoeE3fI/AAAAAAAAAD8/eSiqEIeFY00/s72-c/resizer.php5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222205.post-2411290048108176772</id><published>2007-05-16T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T14:59:03.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;emily just said i look like a transvestite with my hair!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;transvestite&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/26222205-2411290048108176772?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/2411290048108176772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=2411290048108176772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2411290048108176772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/2411290048108176772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/05/emily-just-said-i-look-like.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-1985751105565358028</id><published>2007-05-16T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T02:48:42.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;went ice skating today for first time in life with usp friends. conversations before the outing were plagued with ill premonitions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;: those shoes have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;metal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;below them. they are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;knifed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;: (27th time) they're not sharp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;: but! what if the people upon them were of- of superior mass! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;large impending force upon knives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;: (32nd time) you won't die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;: but! what if i fall? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;across their path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;!! hands and slim fragile fingers outstretched to break my fall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;: they will only bruise, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the metal is not sharp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. *teeth clenching*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;: what if i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;fall outrageously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;expose my neck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but i am intact with ten fingers on my keyboard, and no appendages lost. though i do have mothereffing blisters, one of which is a blister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;patch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, which is a single blister one inch across filled with Essence of Meishi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;also, met sec 4 classmate pooi khay, who was reasonably graceful on knifed shoes, bless her wise knee length cotton socks. also also, got trashed by nine year olds who twirled and glided across my path and made my legs tangle themselves in shock more than once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-1985751105565358028?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/1985751105565358028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=1985751105565358028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1985751105565358028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/1985751105565358028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/05/went-ice-skating-today-for-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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-26222205.post-3853852186794593730</id><published>2007-05-13T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:32:03.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rkct-1UZKGI/AAAAAAAAADs/O1VkOUUQ4sw/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rkct-1UZKGI/AAAAAAAAADs/O1VkOUUQ4sw/s320/IMG_0001.JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064066863489165410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;prettiest babes and hottest (literally, heehee) tutor of 04s68!&lt;br /&gt;[filched from eunice]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rkct_VUZKHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IVLxZs_27io/s1600-h/CIMG0373.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rkct_VUZKHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IVLxZs_27io/s320/CIMG0373.JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064066872079100018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some of my favouritest people in the world :) missing a few.&lt;br /&gt;[filched from nels blog]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26222205-3853852186794593730?l=bitemynails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/feeds/3853852186794593730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26222205&amp;postID=3853852186794593730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3853852186794593730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26222205/posts/default/3853852186794593730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitemynails.blogspot.com/2007/05/prettiest-babes-and-hottest-literally.html' title=''/><author><name>ms...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07928317979692227133</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/_jAdPA9EfIqQ/Rkct-1UZKGI/AAAAAAAAADs/O1VkOUUQ4sw/s72-c/IMG_0001.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
