<?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-19128779</id><updated>2011-09-30T17:37:32.849+08:00</updated><category term='Bitching'/><category term='Cinnamon'/><category term='studies'/><category term='nonsensical dialogue'/><category term='yahoo answers'/><category term='psb'/><category term='school'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='singaporean'/><category term='Wars'/><category term='my recipe'/><category term='haoran'/><category term='pacnet'/><category term='food i cook'/><category term='proud'/><category term='pet lodging'/><category term='food'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='odex'/><category term='9-11'/><category term='singapore'/><category term='nuffnang'/><category term='adverlets'/><category term='braces'/><category term='911'/><category term='rabbit'/><category term='uon'/><category term='psoriasis'/><title type='text'>Xy Mundane Life</title><subtitle type='html'>It's another day..another boring day</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>527</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-2574785149598574442</id><published>2010-02-04T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:16:07.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of this blog...</title><content type='html'>This shall be my last post on this blog. Well..I'm actually switching over to wordpress cause I can lock my posts or keep it private. A blog to me, is my means of writing down my feelings. And sometimes..these feelings might hurt people around me. Therefore, I need a blog that I can lock. So with that, I bid all my readers farewell, and hope to see your comments soon on my wordpress blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wordpress blog, &lt;a href="http://xueyu.wordpress.com"&gt;http://xueyu.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;, isn't new. It was created while I was still working at Fair Rite P/L, and I had to find some place to &lt;strike&gt;curse&lt;/strike&gt; rant about my work. Anyway, please change your addy ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I won't delete this blog. I mean..this blog was created after I picked myself up. Breaking up with Kevin wasn't easy. But it recorded down the things I've done AFTER we broke up. And it was more than when I was with him. Not that I was very long with him la..but then...lol. This blog also has memories of me and Weifeng, be it good or bad. And has memories of my work life. It was during my working life that I blogged everyday and got to know people like Aaron and Joyce and others. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Aaron, you very long life!! Right after I typed the previous sentence you came online. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....since it's CNY period, don't expect too much things in my new blog. I need to take time to put links up, to edit the pictures and such. OK time to keep a min of silence. *                                * OK done. Bye bye blog. Thanks for having so many of my memories. =)  Hope to see you soon.....maybe.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-2574785149598574442?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2574785149598574442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=2574785149598574442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2574785149598574442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2574785149598574442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2010/02/end-of-this-blog.html' title='End of this blog...'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-2299744568100550746</id><published>2010-01-28T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:56:21.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results Are OK!! =)</title><content type='html'>I am just so happy with my latest results!! 2 passes and 2 distinctions!! Yippee!! First time I get 2 distinction!! Mom said her heart almost dropped out cause during the study week, I only studied for Econs (which I got a pass only), and the rest of the time I was playing FB all the way!! Actually, I was playing iwin games too lah. Hahahahah!!! Mummy and daddy said if I didn't play fb, I might have gotten 4Ds. Hahah!! I blamed daddy for not praying harder. Daddy said he did, that's why I got 2D. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess my results are improving, now that the modules are something I'm strong in. Writing and thinking. Don't dare to say logical thinking, cause I'm not logical sometimes. OKOK!! MOST OF THE TIME!! Grrr... =P &lt;br /&gt;A view on my past results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tri 3 2008&lt;br /&gt;3P 1C (3 pass, 1 credit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tri 1 2009&lt;br /&gt;2P 2C (2 pass, 2 credit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tri 2 2009&lt;br /&gt;1P, 2C, 1D (1 pass, 2 credit, 1 distinction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tri 3 2009&lt;br /&gt;2P, 2D (2 pass, 2 distinction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdly enough, the 3 modules that I'd gotten D are Marketing, Business Strategy and Advertisement &amp; Promotion.  =) I ish a happy girl!! 7 more months to graduation!! GAMBATTE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-2299744568100550746?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2299744568100550746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=2299744568100550746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2299744568100550746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2299744568100550746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2010/01/results-are-ok.html' title='Results Are OK!! =)'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-5130909689080911662</id><published>2010-01-25T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:10:09.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra Blog - Rantings</title><content type='html'>I just created a new blog, to rant about happenings in school. Things I'm unhappy about, but unable to put in this blog cause too many of my classmates are reading this blog. My new address is &lt;a href="http://xyschrantings.wordpress.com"&gt;http://xyschrantings.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;. I choose wordpress cause I can lock the posts that I think are sensitive, therefore if you wana read it, ask me for the password. I might not give, cause I might have written about you. I might not give, cause it might be someone close to you. Haha..many reasons that I might not give out la. But then my poly friends, you're more than welcome to get the password from me. And no, it's not my birth date. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt so much better after typing out what has been bothering me today. Slightly that is. When I grad, that blog will be nothing but a history. Who knows, will open a new blog named as xy work rantings. Haha!! OK..ciaoz. I'm so tired out from waking up so early today. Tomorrow gotta wake up early too! Nitez all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-5130909689080911662?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5130909689080911662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=5130909689080911662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5130909689080911662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5130909689080911662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2010/01/extra-blog-rantings.html' title='Extra Blog - Rantings'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1073924577188579479</id><published>2010-01-04T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:58:00.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 New Year Resolution Review</title><content type='html'>2009 New Year Resolutions (this wasn't posted up last year. LoL. This was printed and pasted on the wall so I'll be reminded everyday. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I must attend all lectures unless I’m really sick&lt;br /&gt;Review: I didn't attend ALL lectures, but I did try to attend all. Just on a couple of occassions I was too tired and too lazy. Improvement la!! Haha&lt;br /&gt;2. All homework are to be done before going school&lt;br /&gt;Review: No homework last trimester, and throughout the whole year, I did all my homework before going school. So, yups, did this. So proud!! =)&lt;br /&gt;3. Assignments should not be left till last minute&lt;br /&gt;Review: Err..I think I didn't do this. I work best under stress, and apparently FB was keeping me away from my assignments. Hahahaha...it's an addiction I tell you!! But so far so good, results still ok.&lt;br /&gt;4. File all notes accordingly&lt;br /&gt;Review: Nopez...Filed the notes during study week only. But my notes are all still there. Should try to do it this year though.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Room must be kept neat (do bi-weekly cleaning)&lt;br /&gt;Review: Wahahaha...my bed's in such a mess that I can't even turn! Shit man..need to improve alot on this!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Change bed sheets every month&lt;br /&gt;Review: Well..sometimes it exceeds one month and goes into 2...hey my mattress's heavy ok!! It's a queen sized bed leh...with 3 pillows and 1 comforter. Very heavy work...&lt;br /&gt;3. Help out with the chores when applicable&lt;br /&gt;Review: Does cleaning Cinnamon's cage apply? Haha..okok, didn't do this at all. Except an occassional washing of the dishes, which leaves my hands itchy. =( &lt;br /&gt;4. Lesser Quarrels with parents&lt;br /&gt;Review: The first half of the year was fun. Not much quarrels at all. But near the end half of the year, me and my mum kept quarreling. Sigh. Dad too..although lesser quarrels with him nowadays&lt;br /&gt;5. Cook dinner whenever I can&lt;br /&gt;Review: I did!! I even cooked for my parents lor!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FOOD &amp; BODY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not eat any food after 8pm&lt;br /&gt;Review: Hmm...most of the time la. Once in a blue moon I'll eat after 8pm. =)&lt;br /&gt;2. Drink more water&lt;br /&gt;Review: Drink alot of water lor!!&lt;br /&gt;3. Do exercise at least twice a week&lt;br /&gt;Review: Yes!! ever since joined the gym, I'm trying to hit 3 times a week!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Lose 8kgs within a year&lt;br /&gt;Review: Sadly, I didn't lose 8kg. I gained 8kg..but heng I lost 3kg by Dec 31st!! So technically I gained 5kgs!!&lt;br /&gt;5. Eat lesser&lt;br /&gt;Review: I eat much lesser dinner now. During study week and holidays, I eat alot during the day, and at night, I don't really eat much at all. =)&lt;br /&gt;6. Do not drink cold water&lt;br /&gt;Review: Can't. It's a habit I can't kick. =)&lt;br /&gt;7. Sleep early (latest 1am!!)&lt;br /&gt;Review: Done-ed. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;8. Eat and apply medications daily to keep psoriasis under control&lt;br /&gt;Review: Apparently not only psoriasis. Add eczema to it too!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Miscellaneous&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stay happy be happy must smile everyday&lt;br /&gt;Review: Yupz!! I did this!! I'm a much happier person in 2009 as compared to 2008!! =)&lt;br /&gt;2. Spend more time with family, friends &amp; cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;Review: Hello, I'm single. Haha. I have all the time to spend with them lor. Even watched movie with my parents!!&lt;br /&gt;3. Spend lesser money&lt;br /&gt;Review: I'm trying very hard. =(&lt;br /&gt;4. Do / learn something I would not normally do/learn&lt;br /&gt;     (e.g. voluntary work / learn swimming / learn tennis)&lt;br /&gt;Review: I joined a gym!! Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;5. Less swearing / vulgarities&lt;br /&gt;Review: Only 3 vulgarities only hor...knn, cb and fuck!! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;Stick to the resolutions!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review: I tried. Can't say I didn't. And I'm satisfied with the results. Room for improvement for 2010 ma!! Haha!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for 2010's resolutions...another day ba!! Hahahaha..Have roughly in mind what I need to improve on le!! Happy New Year everyone!! Have you made your new year resolutions yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1073924577188579479?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1073924577188579479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1073924577188579479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-new-year-resolution-review.html' title='2009 New Year Resolution Review'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-8904900940461814804</id><published>2010-01-01T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T03:07:11.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!</title><content type='html'>A new year, a new beginning. Time to look back on 2009's resolutions, review them and make new ones. I'll not be making them yet, cause I'm going Malaysia in like...5 hours' time. Need sleep. Just back from Mount Faber (again) with Huiling this year. This year, the number of ppl tripled last year's, when I was there with Erin. It was so bad I had to park my car near the mid of Mount Faber and walk UPHILL 15min to get to Emerald Lodge. -_-"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm here to wish all my readers, friends and family a Happy New Year!! May the new year bring you hope, love, health, happiness and new surprises! So enjoy the next &lt;strike&gt;365 &lt;/strike&gt; 364 days with good health!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-8904900940461814804?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8904900940461814804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8904900940461814804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-5731160009574273301</id><published>2009-12-29T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:43:42.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Scared</title><content type='html'>Cinnamon has been shedding fur lately. ALOT of fur. And it's weird spots that she started shedding. Her neck has no more fur again. This time, it's more jialat. Even her face look thin and shrunken. I'm very worried for her. I'm afraid she'll leave me. Yesterday, I grabbed her face and told her angrily that she cannot leave me. She's not allowed to until I let her. But she looked worse than yesterday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried applying the medicine that the vet had prescribed for her dandruff problem, but she knew what it was. It must be painful for her, cause she kept crouching in a corner of her cage and wouldn't come to me, no matter how I cajole her. I tried using her towel to cover her, but she started attacking and making noises. My heart is breaking right now, but I don't know what to do. Will call The Animal Clinic tomorrow morning to make an appointment. Will find Dr Hsu this time. The last vet sucks cause she's afraid of Cinnamon and wouldn't even touch her. Where got vet like that one?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha, please look after my Cinnamon can? I don't want to let her go. She's mine. She's only 5 years old!!!! Don't let her leave me please......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-5731160009574273301?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5731160009574273301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5731160009574273301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-scared.html' title='I&apos;m Scared'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3612310840289558381</id><published>2009-12-25T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T02:04:40.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not So Merry Afterall......</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone. This year there's no celebration at my house. No pressies this year. =( No getting drunk. No laughters around the house. Instead, just close to 1am, I cried. Didn't really cry cry, but I shed some tears.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a chat with one of my ex (my friends would probably start asking, which one?) and we started reminiscing about the past. Our past. I told him that Huix asked me how many serious bfs I actually have (minus those play play de from the total) and I told her less than 10. In my memory, my serious bf starts from Alvin (duno die where le. Think he appear infront of me I also can't remember, that's like 12 years ago leh) and ends with the most recent, Weifeng. Scary thing is, when this ex, let's name him L (after Light!! err..nvm, disgress le), asked how many bf I had after him, I was able to name Eggie and Kevin...but suddenly, I forgot Weifeng's name. And to think that Weifeng and L used to be schoolmates. Ya..apparently I've a thing for guys that come out from that sch and that batch, cause my 3rd bf was frm that school too..and so happens that all 3 know each other!! WOW! Hahahahaha. Singapore is small lah ok.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he started shedding tears. He's not those type to cry. Although we dated for a very, very short time (6mths), I was rather serious with him. He made me feel like a protected woman, that I could depend on him...NOT. During our relationship, we never quarreled. The only time we quarreled ended up in a breakup. Cause he was in the army, and he left me waiting for him the whole day on Sat, just to tell me at 8pm that he's not meeting me at all!! KNN. LoL. But shortly we broke up, I hooked up with Eggie. And L wanted me back...after a month of hiatus. I got back with L, not telling either bf that I'm attached. I just wanted to get back at L for treating me that way. He wouldn't even buy me flowers on Vday lor!! But he did gave me a pair of earrings with diamonds on it (which sadly, I duno where is it now). Know something? Good memories are more than bad memories. He did infact, leave a very deep impact on my life. He was the first bf that I wanted to settle down and get married to. He was the first one that we were jokingly discussing about marriage. He was ready to settle down. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we broke up, cause I was too uncareful. He has too many friends that had seen me before. His friend caught me with another guy. Can't hide much cause that guy was holding my waist. L called..and asked to meet up. Initially, I really broke up with Eggie to be with L. Cause I am in love with L. There's a kind of stability that I liked. He's protective, he made me feel like I needed protecting..and best thing was, his mom loved me. But I don't know why, I chose Eggie instead. And for 3 years, I was with Eggie, and L remained single.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I broke up with Eggie, L was attached. But I don't know what is it with us. We just had this mutual attraction I guess. We met up, and he hugged me. But I allowed it. It was until the next day we went out, that I remembered he was attached. He told me he's willing to break up with his gf to be with me, but it wasn't fair for her. Furthermore, I was halfway into a r/s with Kevin. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kevin didn't last long either, and that breakup caused me to lose alot of weight. I was suicidal. Very suicidal. My dad had to lock my window grills and hide the knives. It was that scary. I don't know how L got to know abt it, but my parents brought me to KL and L called me. He knew I was sad, and he wanted to ride out to KL to find me. He said he would even buy me my favourite lilies. I don't want to lose a friend (scared he accident), so I said no. We met up when I returned from overseas..did I mention that he ROM-ed with his gf? Before me and Kevin broke up that is. He was already legally married in the eyes of law. I lagi don't want to be the 3rd party to a marriage, but then I got drunk. We kissed. SHIT. It was just a mistake. But I did push him away when my head cleared (quite fast actually). I ignored him for a very long time. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today..I cried cause he gave me a dream, and he dashed it. And he was the first person to create this dream. And fate just seemed to be playing with us. How can he be there for me now, when he has a kid and a wife? I don't love him now, just felt sad about the past. He regrets his actions back then, but nevertheless, it's too late. And I'm no longer the 18 year old girl who still love him. He's changed. I've changed too. It's just so sad..and it's even sadder to find out the only man who's still willing to accept me for who I am, and is willing to cry for me, is not available. I can never have the guy who will love me more than I can love him. While web-caming with him just now, he was able to open up emotions that are long forgotten...long lost. It sucked. Life kinda sucked..don't you think? Sigh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it it, it's all in the past. I requested to be just friends. I can't love him now. And he can't love me too. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3612310840289558381?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3612310840289558381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=3612310840289558381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3612310840289558381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3612310840289558381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-not-so-merry-afterall.html' title='It&apos;s Not So Merry Afterall......'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3984647614098951467</id><published>2009-12-04T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T00:58:41.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Analysis of My Chinese Name</title><content type='html'>有自我個性，喜歡獨樹一格、與眾不同的&lt;br /&gt;交際手脕非常好，個性活躍，是個公關型高手&lt;br /&gt;對於有興趣的事很有研究精神&lt;br /&gt;口才很好，說得話常常讓人覺得很有道理&lt;br /&gt;思緒常常用跳的，讓人搞不懂你在想什麼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;外表溫柔內心倔強的人，內心嚴重的缺乏安全感&lt;br /&gt;佔有慾會顯得比較強烈，常常會不安&lt;br /&gt;事情會自己全部攬起來做，比較勞碌命&lt;br /&gt;有時太愛計較，讓自己很累&lt;br /&gt;個性比較保守，做事相對也比較安份&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you don't understand, like me, this is the translation (thank you Florence!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have own personality, like to be very special and different from the crowd&lt;br /&gt;good at socialising, active character and good PR person&lt;br /&gt;study very deeply into things that interest u&lt;br /&gt;outspoken and ppl ususally think tt what u said makes sense&lt;br /&gt;very random way of thinkings that makes ppl find it difficult to understand ur thoughts&lt;br /&gt;gentle on the outside but stubborn on the inside. a strong sense of unsecurity inside u&lt;br /&gt;very possesive and easily feels insecured&lt;br /&gt;will tend u do everything by yourself causing ur life to be very tiring (keep working and working and working)&lt;br /&gt;very calulative at times which cause u to be tired&lt;br /&gt;conservative personality therefore causing you to do things in a way that do things like very systematically&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in some ways...almost all are correct. It's so freaky! OK..this is MY translation from what I understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有自我個性，喜歡獨樹一格、與眾不同的&lt;br /&gt;Has self-individuality, like being the only one or being unique (quite true..i like unique things)&lt;br /&gt;交際手脕非常好，個性活躍，是個公關型高手&lt;br /&gt;Don't understand the first few words, bubbly personality, don't understand the last few words&lt;br /&gt;對於有興趣的事很有研究精神&lt;br /&gt;Will tend to research and find out more about things I'm interested in (definitely!!)&lt;br /&gt;口才很好，說得話常常讓人覺得很有道理&lt;br /&gt;Eloquent, and people will find that the things I say are logical and makes sense&lt;br /&gt;思緒常常用跳的，讓人搞不懂你在想什麼&lt;br /&gt;Very random in thinking, people usually can't understand what I'm thinking of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;外表溫柔內心倔強的人，內心嚴重的缺乏安全感&lt;br /&gt;Soft on the outside very stubborn on the inside, lacking of insecurity&lt;br /&gt;佔有慾會顯得比較強烈，常常會不安&lt;br /&gt;Possesive, mostly restless&lt;br /&gt;事情會自己全部攬起來做，比較勞碌命&lt;br /&gt;Will tend to do things myself, tend to have a worker's life&lt;br /&gt;有時太愛計較，讓自己很累&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes too calculative, making myself very tired&lt;br /&gt;個性比較保守，做事相對也比較安份&lt;br /&gt;Conservative personality, therefore do not break rules when doing things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just showed this to Erin, and even Erin also say it's so me!! Cannot let mummy see, wait she go change my name. Hahahahaha....enjoy ba. Exam's in 1 wk. =) BYE!!! *Poof*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3984647614098951467?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3984647614098951467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3984647614098951467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/12/analysis-of-my-chinese-name.html' title='Analysis of My Chinese Name'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3610919854154993407</id><published>2009-10-25T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:31:26.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry been missing on blogging. Will update sometime this week when I'm not that busy ok? For now, it's gaming time cause I've dedicated my &lt;strike&gt;whole day&lt;/strike&gt; most of today to my essay assignment. I need a break. I deserve it. =P&lt;br /&gt;Me watching TV until 2pm does not count ok. Neither does eating and gaming till 5pm then start my essay. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;Game time.&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3610919854154993407?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3610919854154993407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3610919854154993407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing.html' title='Missing!!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-7309652480855076653</id><published>2009-09-25T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T11:38:41.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Low EQ People Are Insensitive</title><content type='html'>OK, I don't think anyone would lash out at me, cause nobody would say their EQ is low. LoL. At least that's what I think. This is just my ranting. My opinion. Please do not lodge complain in Stomp or whatever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranting cause...well, there's this guy that's been irritating me. He has high EQ, knows how to present himself well, but I guess he just has very low EQ. Either that or he hates me. I prefer the first one though. Cause apparently I'm not the only person complaining about him. =P Whenever I make some remarks, he'll shoot me back. Like example, just now, I took the brochure for Bachelor in Electrical Engineering, and said that I wana take the degree part time. He said," Good. Change course lor." Not even talking to him lah!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, he was asking what to eat for lunch. So I told him 1 hokkien noodles, $3, mai hiam (no chilli). Then he say mai hiam means anything right? Then I told him, I speak hokkien, mai4 hiam1 = no chilli. Mai4 hiam2 = anything. Then he proceeded to tell me that I should brush up on my hokkien, and that he was telling a joke. And that I suck for not understanding his joke. But then nobody was laughing at his joke. So I told him, it's either his joke suck or all of us sucked. Sheesh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept telling myself, forget it. Treat him as a xiao di di. But sometimes, his "jokes" are quite hurtful. I can take jokes doesn't mean I can take it ALL THE WAY. Some snide remarks can be kept to yourself. Apparently he don't know how to judge a person on their reaction or facial expression. He's just so naggy sometimes!! ARGH!! *1...2...3...4...5...*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just so not worth it. QL's looking at me and I'm laughing at her. She's so funny and just brightens my day lah!! Haha...ok lah, gotta "listen" to the lecture liao. *Yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-7309652480855076653?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7309652480855076653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=7309652480855076653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7309652480855076653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7309652480855076653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/low-eq-people-are-insensitive.html' title='Low EQ People Are Insensitive'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-937042923396976044</id><published>2009-09-11T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:45:00.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships Needs Not Only Communication, But Intimacy As Well</title><content type='html'>Many of you might have read or heard from married couples that a marriage is based on communication. Actually, I always believed that intimacy (includes holding hands, a hug every now and then, or even sex..yes sex) is important to bring 2 parties together or closer. Anyway, just to share a story with you guys. Maybe you've read this via email before, or maybe this is a new story. Whatever it is, it really does give us food for thought right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Sqpv2g9Ca8I/AAAAAAAADZI/KcaYg19K1nY/s1600-h/Divorced%2520Woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Sqpv2g9Ca8I/AAAAAAAADZI/KcaYg19K1nY/s400/Divorced%2520Woman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380235687197043650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you." She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. "I want a divorce." I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, "Why?" I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, "You are not a man!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Sqpv3I88l8I/AAAAAAAADZQ/A7zbRdqzU0E/s1600-h/Cheating%2520Spouse%2520-%2520001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Sqpv3I88l8I/AAAAAAAADZQ/A7zbRdqzU0E/s400/Cheating%2520Spouse%2520-%2520001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380235697934079938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her crying was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a months time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable, I accepted her odd request. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. "No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce," she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, "Daddy is holding mummy in his arms!" His words brought me a sense of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Sqpv3WI-vwI/AAAAAAAADZY/5xikLoA9e-0/s1600-h/2281367325_0945f1de16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Sqpv3WI-vwI/AAAAAAAADZY/5xikLoA9e-0/s400/2281367325_0945f1de16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380235701474213634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; "Don't tell our son about the divorce." I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest.. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, "All my dresses have grown bigger." I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said," Dad, it's time to carry mum out." To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, "I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy." I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, "Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. "Do you have a fever?" She said. I moved her hand off my head. "Sorry, Dew," I said, "I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does us apart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The sales girl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote: 'I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-937042923396976044?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/937042923396976044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=937042923396976044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/937042923396976044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/937042923396976044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/relationships-needs-not-only.html' title='Relationships Needs Not Only Communication, But Intimacy As Well'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Sqpv2g9Ca8I/AAAAAAAADZI/KcaYg19K1nY/s72-c/Divorced%2520Woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-875540763886780738</id><published>2009-08-23T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:57:22.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Australia!!</title><content type='html'>Howdy mates!! I've arrived safely (but tired) in Sydney, Australia at 1030am Aussie time!!! Which is 830am SG time. My God!! There were a couple of cute guys on the plane lor. And because didn't check in ourselves, I got separated with Stacie. I sat with Huda, who is my roomie, and Jeffrey, the coordinator for this trip. It seemed so unreal when we landed. I'm in AUST!! Haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something funny happened. While waiting for the luggage, I saw a dog (Beagle) and was staring at it cause it was so cute. And the man (custom officer) saw and asked if I wanted a hug. I laughed and said I would rather hug the dog if he don't mind (softly of course). And suddenly he asked for our declaration form and told us that we've to declare sweets (Mentos and Eclipse), as well as any medication (panadol etc). So we did. And he asked if we want to go to the custom office together, and we were like ya. Suddenly, when we were about to queue to scan our luggages, the very same man opened up a lane for the 5 of us. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said we're very co-operative, and he didn't want to waste our time. He also said that I'm very cheeky and he like me. I swear I was not doing anything except sitting on my luggage. -_-" Then he said he wished he was 20yrs younger (think he around 30+ 40) so he can join us. And he looked at me before we left, telling me that he hoped I get quaruntined in Sydney, so he can see me everyday. WTF. Diaoz..........&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, can't talk much, cause left 24min on the internet and I wana use it for tomorrow de. But lastly, I would like to thank all those who came to send me (and Stacie) off..mainly my poly mates: Jack, Sue, Liang and YC. My UoN classmates: Andrea, Cherie and Chui Mei!! Thanks babes!! Wished you guys were here lor!!! We could have so much fun!! Raaahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;OK..gtg. Will update again maybe tomorrow when I log in? Ciaoz! And nights!! (Gotta wake up at 5am SG time tml!! Grrr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-875540763886780738?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/875540763886780738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=875540763886780738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/875540763886780738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/875540763886780738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-in-australia.html' title='I&apos;m in Australia!!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1571359608567430327</id><published>2009-08-13T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:57:36.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Conversation</title><content type='html'>Sorry peeps, been busy &lt;strike&gt;gaming&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;preparing for exams&lt;/strike&gt; gaming. Aiyah..was busy with projects..then exams came (tomorrow first paper!). I have no idea why but even though I know I'm not well prepared, I don't feel panicky at all. THIS IS NO GOOD. Whatever. Will try to mug later. Oh yah! You guys can find me on Twitter! My id is @isabellebang. =) Beats coming here to find out about my updates.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was in the hall trying to study (really, trying very hard but failed! Stupid TV!! Stupid temptations!! Stupid no will power!!) when I asked my dad to guess the price of my butterfly clip (which is just elongated, brown and VERY plain). The conversation goes like this:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Pa!! *Holds up the butterfly clip* Guess how much I bought this for?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: *Eyes me, rolls his eyes and shifts his attention back to the tv program*&lt;br /&gt;Me: PA!! Guess guess guess!! *Excited*&lt;br /&gt;Dad: $0.20?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Shakes head* Haha!! NO!!&lt;br /&gt;Dad: $2?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nopez nopez!! More more!!&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Siao ah!! Pay more than $2 for this thing? How much is it?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: *Turns and eye me angrily, like a cat waiting to pounce*&lt;br /&gt;Me: $26!!&lt;br /&gt;Dad: WHAT!! You paid $26 for this piece of shit? Made of gold ah!&lt;br /&gt;Mom: You crazy is it? Too much money ah! $26?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Looks down on the hair clip and mumbles* But I bought it when I was working..and it's Evita Peroni!! Made in France leh!&lt;br /&gt;Dad: There got write made in France meh!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes yes!! See here!! Got write!&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Crazy! You wear on head how people know it's made in France? Write the words BIGGER lah!! Then everyone will know! Or put the price tag there! Stupid. Buy such expensive thing!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Mumbles* But I like Evita..Peroni...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm crazy! I think it's worth less than that since I lost one of the decoration on the clip. My UoN mates also say I crazy when I show them the clip. Haha! OK..time to mug liao. Ciaoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1571359608567430327?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1571359608567430327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=1571359608567430327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1571359608567430327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1571359608567430327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/funny-conversation.html' title='Funny Conversation'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3861841143389272670</id><published>2009-08-01T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T02:11:45.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KFC Website Kena Hacked</title><content type='html'>Chew MSN-ed me and told me to go &lt;a href="http://www.kfc.com.sg"&gt;KFC&lt;/a&gt;'s website and have a look. He told me &lt;a href="http://www.kfc.com.sg"&gt;KFC&lt;/a&gt; webby kena hacked. Didn't believed it at first...but then...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SnMV-jvArvI/AAAAAAAADZA/cvzgJPIajIY/s1600-h/kfc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SnMV-jvArvI/AAAAAAAADZA/cvzgJPIajIY/s400/kfc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364655745616883442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!! &lt;a href="http://www.kfc.com.sg"&gt;KFC&lt;/a&gt; really kena hacked!! It was hacked by this person somemore..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SnMV-qe81wI/AAAAAAAADY4/c9BkwNPjHgo/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SnMV-qe81wI/AAAAAAAADY4/c9BkwNPjHgo/s400/33.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364655747428570882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL. I wana laugh cause...WHY HACK KFC OF ALL WEBBIES? Why not Macs? Or Pastamania? Maybe KFC pissed the hacked off so much that he just wana hack it. But apparently still can access to other pages on the site. The hacker only added his pictures in the main page nia. Chey..LoL. Thought it's hacked in such a way can't order food or see menu. But still can leh. Whatever it is, damn sway la!! *Can't stop laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Update: KFC had "unhacked" the website liao&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3861841143389272670?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3861841143389272670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=3861841143389272670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3861841143389272670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3861841143389272670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/kfc-website-kena-hacked.html' title='KFC Website Kena Hacked'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SnMV-jvArvI/AAAAAAAADZA/cvzgJPIajIY/s72-c/kfc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-5884358726217342053</id><published>2009-07-22T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:41:31.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is A Friend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Smchi2SHrPI/AAAAAAAADXw/VJz9LyPNrdo/s1600-h/you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Smchi2SHrPI/AAAAAAAADXw/VJz9LyPNrdo/s400/you.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361290763978648818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was inspired by Qin Lei's msn nick. Her nick is 当人有难时，有朋友陪在身边，是最好的。 Then I told her what a friend is. So I decided to share.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不只是有难时。。。&lt;br /&gt;一个好的朋友不会计较&lt;br /&gt;当你伤心他也伤心&lt;br /&gt;当你快乐他也开心&lt;br /&gt;当你发脾气伤害了她&lt;br /&gt;她也不当一回事&lt;br /&gt;这才是真正的朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmchjTjv7KI/AAAAAAAADX4/2XaCREWQAU8/s1600-h/isabsy79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmchjTjv7KI/AAAAAAAADX4/2XaCREWQAU8/s400/isabsy79.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361290771837217954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the Chinese version. Let me describe one of my friend of many years...&lt;br /&gt;When I'm down, she'll accompany me and just cancel all her dates&lt;br /&gt;When I'm sad, she'll be sad too&lt;br /&gt;When I'm happy, she'll be happy&lt;br /&gt;When I'm confused, she'll show me the way or give me advice&lt;br /&gt;When I'm angry, she'll ask me what's wrong and stand on my side&lt;br /&gt;When I vent my anger on her, she forgives me without me having to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;When I don't contact her for a very long time, she lets me be&lt;br /&gt;When I DO contact her after a long time, she'll say,"Finally! I missed you!!"&lt;br /&gt;When we meet up after a long time, it seemed as though we had never stop contacting at all......&lt;br /&gt;When I'm getting fat or slacking in my studies, she'll nag AND encourage me.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, she accepts who I am. Thank you for being this friend, Erin!! =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another type though. One that silently encourages...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Smchjij8tXI/AAAAAAAADYA/u7K-0smWX-o/s1600-h/isabsy31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Smchjij8tXI/AAAAAAAADYA/u7K-0smWX-o/s400/isabsy31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361290775864587634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm down, she'll ask me if I want to talk or ask me out for kopi&lt;br /&gt;When I'm sad or out of love, she'll let me cry and nag and complain, even if she's sleeping&lt;br /&gt;When I'm happy, she'll be happier&lt;br /&gt;When I'm confused, she'll sit and listen cause she knows I'm not that confused at all&lt;br /&gt;When I'm angry, she'll ask me out for drink&lt;br /&gt;When I had my wisdom tooth taken out, she came to visit me&lt;br /&gt;When I wanted to exercise, she'll be the first to jump at the chance&lt;br /&gt;She'll stand up to people who tell untruth about me.&lt;br /&gt;She's direct with me, will tell me the faults I have. &lt;br /&gt;Mostly, she can tahan me. Thank you for being this silent friend, Suefong!! =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Smchj4WqCnI/AAAAAAAADYI/xaUBjtZJJ7Y/s1600-h/isabsy16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Smchj4WqCnI/AAAAAAAADYI/xaUBjtZJJ7Y/s400/isabsy16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361290781714418290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I not write about the third friend who's ALWAYS lending me her ear?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm down, she'll ask me if I'm OK&lt;br /&gt;When I'm angry, she'll let me curse and swear..even though we're in public&lt;br /&gt;When I'm happy, she'll be happy too!&lt;br /&gt;When I'm confused, she'll help me to weigh my pros and cons&lt;br /&gt;When I need someone to tutor me, she'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When I think I cannot do it, she'll believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;When I need someone to exercise with me, she'll accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;When I need someone to accompany me to places (collection off The Sims 3!!), she'll bear the sun with me&lt;br /&gt;She might not always be there, but I know she'll be there when she can. Thank you for being such a friend, Huiling!! =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pics with them...back in 2005/2006..enjoy!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmckaknAwPI/AAAAAAAADYw/5YsPXGYxksM/s1600-h/isabsy83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmckaknAwPI/AAAAAAAADYw/5YsPXGYxksM/s400/isabsy83.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361293920330367218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmckaXLHgSI/AAAAAAAADYo/dqeXoGqnrFA/s1600-h/isabsy72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmckaXLHgSI/AAAAAAAADYo/dqeXoGqnrFA/s400/isabsy72.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361293916723708194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmckaEXGpyI/AAAAAAAADYg/D6JB9FKj_h0/s1600-h/isabsy61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmckaEXGpyI/AAAAAAAADYg/D6JB9FKj_h0/s400/isabsy61.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361293911673710370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmckZu-4bKI/AAAAAAAADYY/QWLlhPv-Qnc/s1600-h/isabsy50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmckZu-4bKI/AAAAAAAADYY/QWLlhPv-Qnc/s400/isabsy50.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361293905934970018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmckZQAwm_I/AAAAAAAADYQ/g30bPZu3FRc/s1600-h/isabsy49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmckZQAwm_I/AAAAAAAADYQ/g30bPZu3FRc/s400/isabsy49.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361293897621347314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-5884358726217342053?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5884358726217342053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=5884358726217342053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5884358726217342053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5884358726217342053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-friend.html' title='What Is A Friend?'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Smchi2SHrPI/AAAAAAAADXw/VJz9LyPNrdo/s72-c/you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-5674818042091113969</id><published>2009-07-22T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:46:23.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>My Itinerary For Student Exchange</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;SUN  23 AUG.  DEPART   SINGAPORE   0025  HR (Flight SQ 231)  T3&lt;br /&gt;                       ECONOMY      B777&lt;br /&gt;                       ARRIVE   SYDNEY  0955 HR&lt;br /&gt;SAT 29 AUG.   DEPART   SYDNEY   1525 HR (Flight SQ 222)&lt;br /&gt;                       ECONOMY      AIRBUS A380&lt;br /&gt;                       ARRIVE    SINGAPORE   2150 HR (T3), SATURDAY&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above information for my friends who wana send/receive chicken de!! LoL. Now for my itinerary...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;23rd August: Arrival at Sydney Airport at 9.30am&lt;br /&gt;             Exit together to take chartered coach to Newcastle (160km)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th August: Visit University of Newcastle &lt;br /&gt;             Assemble at X outside YHA and walk to catch a local train to UoN. Catch public bus from UoN back to YHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th August: Visit University of Newcastle &lt;br /&gt;             Assemble at X to take chartered coach to UoN. Take chartered coach back to YHA (or alight at Westfield Kotara for shopping on the way back to YHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th August: Trip to Port Stephen (1.5 hr Dolphin cruise) at 10.30am&lt;br /&gt;             Assemble at 9.00am outside YHA and take coach to  to Port Stephen. Lunch on your own. Coach leaves Port Stephens at 2.00pm and arrive at YHA by 3.00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th August: Trip to Stockton (3.5 hr Sand-dune adventure)&lt;br /&gt;             Assemble at 8.15am outside YHA and walk to catch a ferry at 9.15am to cross over to Stockton by 10am. Catch ferry back at about 2.00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th August: Trip to Sydney&lt;br /&gt;             Assemble at 7.00am outside YHA to take coach to Sydney , with breakfast stop along the way. Go to Sydney and stay a night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th August: Check out time at Travelodge by 10am and assemble at foyer at 12pm sharp to catch shuttle bus to Sydney airport. Fly back to Singapore&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously..I CAN'T WAIT!! Haha!! Hurry hurry.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-5674818042091113969?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5674818042091113969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5674818042091113969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-itinerary-for-student-exchange.html' title='My Itinerary For Student Exchange'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-8845147300938495083</id><published>2009-07-21T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:52:37.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmW5co-1gzI/AAAAAAAADXo/9eUaawRdKSA/s1600-h/msn_246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmW5co-1gzI/AAAAAAAADXo/9eUaawRdKSA/s400/msn_246.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360894833142891314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more? I'm down with fever, sore throat, headache and aching body. Student even asked me if I had H1N1. Ya right. CHOY! 3 days MC...but tomorrow got talk for the student exchange program...how? Aiyah duno how. Think I go bathe now then go sleep...whole body so weak I don't even want to stand up. ARGH. I hate being this sick...with my skin condition, my illness will be very difficult to recover. Oh sianz..........on a lighter note..I've 3 days MC! Haha.......*cough*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye...going to eat my panadols and cough mixture liao. Ciaoz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-8845147300938495083?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8845147300938495083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8845147300938495083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-sick.html' title='I Am Sick'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmW5co-1gzI/AAAAAAAADXo/9eUaawRdKSA/s72-c/msn_246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-5975124015680895867</id><published>2009-07-20T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:04:55.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The's Wedding - For The Crystal</title><content type='html'>Today, 19th of July, I witnessed the most memorable wedding ever. Not only because it was held at one of Singapore's 6-star hotels (and the most exp place to hold a wedding - $2K/table) and that many people are big shots, but because a close friend has found her true love and is leaving Singapore. Find the word love in a dictionary and you'll see Crystal and Tony's picture under the description. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Crystal since poly days in 1999. OK..I know her, but she barely knew my existance then. Our class starts at 8:30am, and she would come in at 9am in her grunge look; khaki shorts with a long dangling silver chain that dangles from waist to pocket, her long and beautiful hair...and not forgetting, she's always late, always very noisy when she enters from the 2nd lvl to the first row on the first lvl and promptly falls asleep. My classmates and I named her 'Sleeping Beauty'. That was in 1999.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2000, I had to retain cause I failed 1 out of 4 sup papers (which I think is not bad wor!! LoL). Surprisingly, so did Crystal. OK, it's not that surprising, cause she's late for class and never pays attention in class. During the first day (I didn't attend the orientation wk lah, bo liao...), I realised another guy from my lecture had also retained. So during break, we sat in ITAS canteen and started chatting. Crystal knew Ben then, so when she came into the canteen, naturally she sat down and we started chatting. (Crystal, think you forgot this part right?) This became the start of a straightforward friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We became buddies soon, cause we both smoked. We would go opposite school to smoke during our breaks, and have lunch together everyday. Through her, I got to know many other fellow smokers. =) And soon, we started studying (my foot) and going out together. Mostly to smoke. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was kicked out in 2001, Crystal nagged a little at me. But then, she also realised it was too late to nag. What she could do was to support me silently (esp when some bitch talked bad about me). And when I decided to return to poly in 2002, Crystal met up with me for lunches (and smoking breaks) and gave me words of wisdom. For someone that young (she's 9 mths younger than me), she has the wisdom of an adult. She's always giving me encouragements (scoldings when I do wrong things) and advices. Whenever I'm around in Newton, I never failed to call her and ask if she wana meet, since she lives so near Newton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time we met, was at my God-son's full month celebration. But before that, I met up with her when I was staying at Scotts The Residence. That was the first time I saw her boyfriend of 3 years. For someone who has lesser relationship experience than me, she sure did a very good job as a gf. I'm really ashamed. Furthermore, they were having a long distance relationship, cause Tony is a New Yorker. Yupz. USA. Close to 12hours difference. Seeing them that night squabbling and looking at each other tenderly, I finally know what real love is. The way they gaze at each other spelt the words 'I Love You'. A short brief dinner with both of them, and I conclude that Crystal is madly in love. Knowing her so long, I had never seen her compromise so much and be so tender and loving before. OMG. The things love can do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmNRno2P8PI/AAAAAAAADXg/QbyFOp14Xsg/s1600-h/DSCF2111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmNRno2P8PI/AAAAAAAADXg/QbyFOp14Xsg/s400/DSCF2111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360217722922725618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, they were 'wed'. They have yet to register for their marriage, cause they're going back to USA to register. I know I'm losing a friend to distance and time, but I know she's blissful and happy. Cause tonight, they have shown everyone around what love is. Crystal, I wish you happiness and love. You're the friend I've always needed to give me a push. Thank you for everything. Did I mentioned that you look great and beautiful today? Well, you do. =) And Tony? Look after my friend. Give her the love and respect she deserves..and may love between both of you be everlasting, in sickness or in health..through thick or thin. =) And get a bigger house k! I don't wana be sleeping in the basement with the gym equipments!! LoL. Kidding!! You guys really complement each other. May there be little Tonys and Crystals running around your apartment soon! I love both of you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Xueyu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-5975124015680895867?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5975124015680895867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=5975124015680895867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5975124015680895867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5975124015680895867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/thes-wedding-for-crystal.html' title='The&apos;s Wedding - For The Crystal'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SmNRno2P8PI/AAAAAAAADXg/QbyFOp14Xsg/s72-c/DSCF2111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-6905762698545263741</id><published>2009-07-02T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:53:16.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Almost Died While Working Out</title><content type='html'>I decided to go ahead and try the gym my mother saw on the magazine. Supposedly to go next Tues, but decided to bring forward to today at 11 instead. It's at Blk 201E Tampines St 23, but being lazy I took a cab there. LoL. Before even stepping into the gym, I already had a workout, because it's situated on the 4th storey! Went in and I saw 2 aunties working out on the mat. I sat down and had to fill in some forms. And up till now I still duno that trainer's name! Shit. Anyway, she measured my body fat (which is damn high lah!! *embarrassed*) and told me how many KG of excess fat I should do without. Í need 7.7KG of good fats, 14.7KG of reserve fats (so I won't faint if I don't eat) and I need to get rid of the excess, of which I WON'T MENTION HERE CAUSE IT'S TOO MUCH. LoL. Then she measured my weight and height (shit I shrunk! I'm only 1.68m now...sianz). Then she explained my bmi and water in my body. I only have about 40+% of water in my body, and she says woman must have at least 55%. So I need to drink ALOT of water and lost ALOT of fats. Apparently when fats goes down, lean meat and water goes up. Cool.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally after getting all these done, it's time for &lt;strike&gt;hell&lt;/strike&gt; exercise!! The gym basically has 8 stations (1 machine per station) and between each station there's a platform/step. I've to warm up by cycling for 3min (but I did 4 cause she was talking), then on to the first station. Each station is 45sec and then 15sec on platform/step. No stopping in between until all 10 stations are done. *Phew* The workout goes something like this..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Training of calfs for 45 sec then 15sec of skipping (with invisible rope).&lt;br /&gt;2: Training of back muscle for 45s then 15s of jumping (left elbow on right knee and right elbow on left knee) ---&gt; I almost died on this one&lt;br /&gt;3: Leg Press - Training of thighs for 45s then 15s of kicking (kick right leg then kick left leg while jumping) ----&gt; I died on this one&lt;br /&gt;4: Training of triceps for 45s then 15s of step exercise&lt;br /&gt;5: Training of biceps for 45s then 15s of twisting (no strength to twist le lor!!)&lt;br /&gt;6: Training of arm - Arm press then 15s of side step&lt;br /&gt;7: Training of leg for 45s then 15s of back step&lt;br /&gt;8: Last station!! Training of back arm muscle for 45s then REST!! YEAH!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought worst is over..the trainer told me that I've to go through the course again!! I'm supposed to go through it TWICE. WTF. I rested a while (less than 5min lor), drank a little water and started from the first station again. I was feeling very light headed by then and I asked the trainer if it's normal. She told me it's normal as long as I don't feel faint. I told her not yet. LoL. And oh ya!! I died by the time I reached the 4th station so she change from weight lifting to lifting dumbells. LoL. I was that tired and that worn out. And after finishing the whole course, guess what? That's not the end!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rested, drank some water and it's now mat time!! Time for &lt;strike&gt;hell&lt;/strike&gt; exercise training on the mat!! Did some cunches, hips and legs lifting. This is just tiring, but won't die. Each set of exercise 30 times. Yes..&lt;BIG&gt;30&lt;/BIG&gt; times. By 12:10, I'm done. So basically I exercised for almost an hour (minus the administrative work and resting). I made another appt with them to go on Tues, 7pm. LoL. And I didn't even pay the $19 yet. When I was at the stations, I almost wanted to just walk out. But then, after trying the workout, I know I'll definitely slim down. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that after working out, the trainer told me that I've weak arms and strong legs? LoL. But I wonder why my legs always feel tired after walking in heels for an hour...hmm...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SkxLAY8_VOI/AAAAAAAADXY/iRyWs2Ao6mA/s1600-h/DSCF1959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SkxLAY8_VOI/AAAAAAAADXY/iRyWs2Ao6mA/s400/DSCF1959.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353736527107020002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wana say goodbye to my round round face.....you guys can go &lt;a href="http://www.contoursexpress.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.contoursexpress.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt; and check out. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-6905762698545263741?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6905762698545263741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=6905762698545263741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/6905762698545263741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/6905762698545263741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-almost-died-while-working-out.html' title='I Almost Died While Working Out'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SkxLAY8_VOI/AAAAAAAADXY/iRyWs2Ao6mA/s72-c/DSCF1959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-2811103713708870921</id><published>2009-06-30T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:16:56.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really -_-" Actions/Speeches</title><content type='html'>"Shit I dropped my watch!!"&lt;br /&gt;*Picks up watch and literally throw on the table*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Me -(I've habit of throwing..as in really throwing watches on table)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Piangz! Why your camera black black one!!"&lt;br /&gt;*Realises he's covering the lens after being told*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chew -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You want to drink kopi peng ah? Hot or cold?"&lt;br /&gt;*After being suaned by me saying I want hot kopi peng...*&lt;br /&gt;"Sherona, you want drink ice lemon tea right? Hot of cold?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Han Yang -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh! My maid forgot to switch off the fire!"&lt;br /&gt;*After being reprimended by me, she changed the sentence to...*&lt;br /&gt;"OK...turn off the fire."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Shi Qin -(my student)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When ask what 大 (big) is in Hokkien, she replied..*&lt;br /&gt;"大?"&lt;br /&gt;*When told 大 is Chinese, she hastily replied*&lt;br /&gt;"Daaaaaaaaaaaaa~~?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chui Mei -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wana go see the shi fu. I wana ask about my love life and career life. I mean, I don't want to be successful and living in the most expensive penthouse and yet alone. Don't like the feeling of coming back home and sitting on the long couch staring at the pillows. Such a sad feeling."&lt;br /&gt;- E -&lt;br /&gt;"When you're that rich, you won't be alone. You'll have parties after parties at your wonderful penthouse. And you won't be single. Who knows you'll wake up to 2 babes resting on your arms the next morning."&lt;br /&gt;- Me -&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yah huh! Then I'll just open one eye and tell them to get dress and leave..and would they mind closing the door after them when they leave?"&lt;br /&gt;- E -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I was younger, I wrote 'My mom hops to the market', so actually your student is still quite ok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- S -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Girl, join this gym in Tampines la. I sponsor $100."&lt;br /&gt;*After about 5 - 10min...*&lt;br /&gt;"Girl, how about I accompany you to the gym at the CC every Sat? Don't go the Tampines one lah. It's only $3.50"&lt;br /&gt;*Another 5 - 10min later...*&lt;br /&gt;"Girl, you can jog downstairs mah..no need to go gym at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My Mom -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-2811103713708870921?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2811103713708870921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=2811103713708870921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2811103713708870921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2811103713708870921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/really-actionsspeeches.html' title='Really -_-&quot; Actions/Speeches'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-8057843704256247959</id><published>2009-06-26T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T01:20:05.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Church Wake</title><content type='html'>Today I went to a church wake. The first in my life. Even when my nanny passed away, the wake was at her place. But then again, when there's a wake, it means someone dear had passed away. Today that someone is Stacie's dad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there, telling myself not to cry. I've been to too many funerals, and I know that it's a sombre place. But it's already a very sad place, so least I could do is to create laughter around me. When my grandparents passed away, I do not have friends around me to cry on, cause their wake and funerals were in Malaysia. So whenever my friends tell me that someone close to them passed away, I'll try to go down, so as to lend a shoulder or to give a hug.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel upset, not only because a great doting father had passed away, but that when Stacie messaged me on Tue night around 830pm, I didn't know at all, until 12:50am, when I checked my phone. It was a delay of 4hrs+. I felt bad I couldn't be beside her. Should I have noticed that earlier, I could have drove down or something. *Slap self*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, quite a few of our classmates turned up. I got to know a new friend, Natalie. I got to see Stacie's dad and mom..my heart goes out to her mom. When her mom started telling us about Stacie's dad, all I could do is smile and hold back my tears. As a stranger, we cry cause we're sad. What about the family members? That's also the reason why I never cry at funerals if I can help it. We're there to console the family members..not the other way round. But then..it's really quite sad. Some of us cried quite badly...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I pray that Stacie's dad is happy now and in a happier place. Uncle, please look after Stacie. I know I'm repeating myself, like what I'd said to you when I stood beside your coffin. But please, look after her. She needs the strength to look after auntie. Auntie love you so much, so do Stacie. So look after her from Heaven please....thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-8057843704256247959?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8057843704256247959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8057843704256247959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-church-wake.html' title='First Church Wake'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1212317233095573012</id><published>2009-06-21T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:27:47.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have 19 pairs of shoes! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Sj3D-Gz5dNI/AAAAAAAADXQ/Pw7TPrxTVVs/s1600-h/DSCF1921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Sj3D-Gz5dNI/AAAAAAAADXQ/Pw7TPrxTVVs/s400/DSCF1921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349647404133610706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now dad went OG with mom to get the shoe holder thingy. I think I'll just call it the blue helper. Anyway, when dad got back, I started assembling the blue helper and started rearraging my shoes. Look!! They're actually much neater now! Um..the shoes at the top row belongs to my mom. Anything underneathe (bottom row to 2nd from top) are all mine!! In this pic, I have 18 pairs of shoes..I have another pair of boots in another cupboard...so therefore I've 19!! I told dad since that the shoe cupboard very empty now, I can go buy 5 more pairs of shoes!! LoL.&lt;br /&gt;Dad almost fainted..but he agreed...haha! Yeah dad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1212317233095573012?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1212317233095573012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=1212317233095573012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1212317233095573012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1212317233095573012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-19-pairs-of-shoes.html' title='I have 19 pairs of shoes! =)'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Sj3D-Gz5dNI/AAAAAAAADXQ/Pw7TPrxTVVs/s72-c/DSCF1921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-8995708696399088914</id><published>2009-06-17T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:08:05.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Ah Longs Got The Wrong House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SjjbHJc2ovI/AAAAAAAADW4/-WoekfW2sz4/s1600-h/DSCF1826-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SjjbHJc2ovI/AAAAAAAADW4/-WoekfW2sz4/s400/DSCF1826-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348265473344971506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home after buying dinner with my parents. The first sight that greeted me as we stepped out of the lift were the words 'O $ P $ #10-1462'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like...wah, next door neighbour owe ah long money. But when we arrived at our door...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SjjZp0Z0Q4I/AAAAAAAADWw/xASxSEHgB1M/s1600-h/DSCF1825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SjjZp0Z0Q4I/AAAAAAAADWw/xASxSEHgB1M/s400/DSCF1825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348263869967254402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;we realised the stupid ah long had poured paint over my dad's room window. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SjjbHRKFehI/AAAAAAAADXA/aqZdLZpZrPw/s1600-h/DSCF1827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SjjbHRKFehI/AAAAAAAADXA/aqZdLZpZrPw/s400/DSCF1827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348265475413735954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong house la!! I went to touch the paint and it was still wet. Should be done between 6pm - 7pm (cause I left house at 550pm to dentist). Dad says sometimes they do it on purpose to make us pressurise the neighbour. And that they might even lock me in. HENG AH I WENT OUT!! Faint leh!! It was so embarrassing!! Those neighbours that we hardly know de thought it's our family that owe ah long lor! The ah long even wrong on the wall next to the paint it's #10-1462!! EHLLO!! See properly la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was thinking of removing the paint when it's dry, but decided to get rid of it before it dries. When they stepped out of the house, the next door neighbour came over to look. Mom asked if he borrowed money, and he said no. So he called the number on it..it's actually the ah long's number. -_-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SjjbHtI8bhI/AAAAAAAADXI/0UJse3IXPm8/s1600-h/DSCF1829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SjjbHtI8bhI/AAAAAAAADXI/0UJse3IXPm8/s400/DSCF1829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348265482925141522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ah long says someone by the name of Tan Eng Huat borrowed money. My neighbour's surname is Phoon. Double -_-" !!! Who borrow money you also don't know? Then you anyhow write on the wall, anyhow buy red paint and pour? The red paint freaked out some of my neighbours who thought it was blood. From my dad's room, it really look like blood.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh please ah longs..please get the facts right. Make ppl ma fan..then you create trouble for yourself..have to come all the way here to create the mess which WE, the innocent ones, have to clear. Dotz. Damn angry with them, yet amused. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-8995708696399088914?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8995708696399088914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=8995708696399088914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8995708696399088914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8995708696399088914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid-ah-longs-got-wrong-house.html' title='Stupid Ah Longs Got The Wrong House'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SjjbHJc2ovI/AAAAAAAADW4/-WoekfW2sz4/s72-c/DSCF1826-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1729939703442899397</id><published>2009-06-09T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:41:36.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Time for Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Si5lYc7Su5I/AAAAAAAADVI/BAxlczTXY-k/s1600-h/739c81055832030c9066b866d407c9b7_315x147.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Si5lYc7Su5I/AAAAAAAADVI/BAxlczTXY-k/s400/739c81055832030c9066b866d407c9b7_315x147.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345321278491507602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duno if I'm being chased or what. But I did get some hints from some guy friends. But I really no time!! I'm studying Mon, Tue, Wed, Fri...teaching tuition on Tues, Wed, Thu, Fri..the only free time I have is on Sat and Sun..where I either go out with my parents shopping or nuaing at home just playing my game (The Sims 3!!). Sometimes I'll kopi with E009 peeps (usually Sue..sometimes add in Gene or Jack or Liang). Once in a while I'll meet up with Erin to kopi with her too. So there goes my weekend nights. As for day...I'll watch cartoon and drama serials and play games...I just wana relax!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I admit that I DO want to get attached, but maybe not now. I don't even have the time to do homework (with all the game playing) and there's still many assignments and projects coming up. Where got time. Furthermore, I know that my Mr Right is somewhere out there..haven't appear yet. I'm saving my time for him...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1729939703442899397?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1729939703442899397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=1729939703442899397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1729939703442899397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1729939703442899397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-time-for-relationship.html' title='No Time for Relationship'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Si5lYc7Su5I/AAAAAAAADVI/BAxlczTXY-k/s72-c/739c81055832030c9066b866d407c9b7_315x147.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-6920973216270960229</id><published>2009-06-06T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T16:42:30.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Quotes by My Guy Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;要我做你的锎子没问题。但是你要给我吃你的豆腐。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Spencer-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;  when asking him to intro kai zi to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Oh you know how sew! I So am going to marry you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alvin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;  when showing him the pocket of my camera pouch which I sewed myself&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Let's find one day and apply for house ok? Then I must marry you within 2 years ah?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jack-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;  when we were talking about applying for flats (we're just kidding!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You know you driving the long way? Paiseh..I bring you to the wrong exit&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chiang Hui-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;  when sending him home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Buy The Sims 3 for your gf and that's the last you'll see of her. She'll be too busy playing to go out with you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alvin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;  when I was talking about The Sims 3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-6920973216270960229?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/6920973216270960229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/6920973216270960229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-quotes-by-my-guy-friends.html' title='Random Quotes by My Guy Friends'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-4293480798571907059</id><published>2009-06-02T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:30:39.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Dish Out Advice, I Won't Appreciate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SiUNWOH7zQI/AAAAAAAADVA/qQKBQ40pnD8/s1600-h/article-1127224-032BAA11000005DC-945_468x485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SiUNWOH7zQI/AAAAAAAADVA/qQKBQ40pnD8/s400/article-1127224-032BAA11000005DC-945_468x485.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342691208344620290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. I don't like people advicing or nagging at me about ANYTHING. Especially when I didn't ask for it. I don't really like it when people (including my mom) who starts telling me to study, it's not easy..blah blah blah. YOU KNOW WHAT? &lt;big&gt;I DON'T CARE!&lt;/big&gt; The more you nag or "advice", the more I'll draw away and stop doing whatever you want me to do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a grown up and I'm the Uni. Precisely because of the reason, stop bugging me to study!! Stop saying things like "Huh? You haven't start studying yet ah? Power la you!" or "There's really alot of things to do/study leh! You better start studying now." I don't teach you what to do for your study, so don't teach me. I have my own way..LEAVE ME ALONE!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I complained about this to Huiling before. And she told me that maybe those people (whoever they might be) don't really understand me like my polymates do. Well..maybe ba. Cause my polymates have tasted it before. Especially Eugene..cause he told me to do the software programming of our MCT project. I told him I cannot..he kept bugging me to go find out. In the end I told him I don't want to do anymore, I will forfeit my marks and repeat. I WILL DO THAT DE. I'm THAT stubborn.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's damn irritating lah!! You scared you go study yourself lah! Why bug me to study? I like to do things MY way!! I never ask you to learn smoking or go drinking or swear right? THEN DON'T BUG ME TO DO THINGS YOUR WAY!! Damn pissed off lah!! Just kena 2 people telling me the same thing today. FYI...I study textbook! Just because you can't do it and you're stressed about it doesn't mean I am. I can't take stress, so let me handle it my way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to worse I quit lor!! 13K nia..I can go back work de. Don't piss me off till that lor. Else will really quarrel de. 我生气起来不好看，don't test my limit......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-4293480798571907059?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4293480798571907059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4293480798571907059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-dish-out-advice-i-wont-appreciate.html' title='Don&apos;t Dish Out Advice, I Won&apos;t Appreciate'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SiUNWOH7zQI/AAAAAAAADVA/qQKBQ40pnD8/s72-c/article-1127224-032BAA11000005DC-945_468x485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3603197347025455218</id><published>2009-05-14T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:16:08.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can See The Difference</title><content type='html'>Went Sim Lim Tower and Sim Lim Square with Sherona, Cherie and Huiling today. LoL. You can see who were/are the engineers and tech geeks, and who's not. 4 of us went into Sim Lim Tower cause Cherie misheard Chui Mei that there's cheap ink cartridge there. When we were inside, me and Huiling were very excited. I mean, that's the place where we spent our SIP (student internship program) during our poly days. Of course it's different time lah, me half yr later than her..but then the things they sell are so familiar to us...resistors, capacitors, batteries, DMM etc. LoL. Cherie and Sherona walked behind us and complained that they were bored. LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We called Chui Mei and confirmed that Cherie misheard, so we hopped over to Sim Lim Square. Went up level 5 and started searching. And Baocai (my pri 1 classmate..YES THAT LONG) called me and asked if I was at SLS. Then he told me to find this tiny shop (AiO) that sells cheap ink cartridge. Went there and spent quite some time there. Apparently according to Cherie, the cartridge (for HP printers) is actually $3-$4 cheaper as compared to Challenger. Then I suddenly let slip that I wana upgrade my RAM for my laptop. The guy told me he can do it for me at around $40-$50, depending on the RAM I need. LoL. Really AiO (All in one). OK I need to go toilet...update another day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3603197347025455218?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3603197347025455218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3603197347025455218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-can-see-difference.html' title='You Can See The Difference'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-7331360656860755637</id><published>2009-05-12T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:32:56.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Going Australia!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Sglrd3TOAeI/AAAAAAAADU4/SKRozxLSrwA/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Sglrd3TOAeI/AAAAAAAADU4/SKRozxLSrwA/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334913394402001378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm chosen to go for the Student Exchange Program in August!! I'm going to New South Wales!! YEAH!!! The last time I been to Aust was 16 years ago!! And I was like only 11 years old. Sure..this time no Movie/Sea/Dream World to go to, but then I'll be seeing my university in real life!! YEAH!! I heard (frm my aunt who went to UoN before) that it looked like Harry Potter's school..in the middle of forest. LoL. Can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: That's $1400. Excluding $$ for meals cause only 1 meal is provided. Fucking giam school. Damn..and supposedly to take A380 to and fro, now only fro. -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-7331360656860755637?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7331360656860755637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=7331360656860755637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7331360656860755637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7331360656860755637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-going-australia.html' title='I&apos;m Going Australia!!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Sglrd3TOAeI/AAAAAAAADU4/SKRozxLSrwA/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-7280818258608091265</id><published>2009-04-23T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:00:55.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Present to My Mom</title><content type='html'>My mom's birthday always falls somewhere near mother's day. So as usual, we'll celebrate both for her if applicable. We NEVER celebrate mother's day. LoL. We celebrate my mom's birthday more. And since I finished my exams, I went Vivo to purchase art stuff. Supposedly to create Cherie's birthday card..but in the end decided to get stuff to create my mom's birthday present as well. Bought quite a lot of stuff..and within hand an hour..I created this:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SfACypdGq9I/AAAAAAAADUw/dvTHJrCfFkE/s1600-h/DSCF0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SfACypdGq9I/AAAAAAAADUw/dvTHJrCfFkE/s400/DSCF0696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327761428323937234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white stuff is actually white glue (to glue a clear plastic to the frame) and will get transparent. Hahaha..I'm waiting for it to dry, I had searched my father's printer and found a picture of the 3 of us taken last year on her birthday at Hokkaido.  Decided to put that picture in after the glue dry. Not bad right? Haha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK i gotta go get ready. Gotta go teach tuition then buy somemore stuff for Cherie's card. I haven't start yet and have to give her tml!! SHITZ. Ciaoz!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-7280818258608091265?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7280818258608091265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7280818258608091265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-present-to-my-mom.html' title='My Present to My Mom'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SfACypdGq9I/AAAAAAAADUw/dvTHJrCfFkE/s72-c/DSCF0696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-913462380592721029</id><published>2009-04-18T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:49:39.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$300 Honey</title><content type='html'>This is madness. Today is my first paper. Paiseh long time no update..but will try to update soon (esp regarding how I spent my birthday..a celebration over 3 days with 4 groups of diff ppl). Anyway, went Tampines One with my parents after my paper today, and we went to Yummi House. Subsequently, we came out with $300+ worth of honey.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Seix_XQaxYI/AAAAAAAADUo/JTIHzNJyH8A/s1600-h/cotton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Seix_XQaxYI/AAAAAAAADUo/JTIHzNJyH8A/s400/cotton.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325702261498365314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's only 6 pots of honey. So average is about $50/pot. Steady right? I paid half cause those honey are for me. I'm damn broke now. Just paid $350 deposit for the student exchange program (update again another day) and paid $150 to dad for the honey. Piangz!! FYI..the student exchange program is NI LAO NIANG WO sponsor myself one ok. $1400 in total. Go where pop this amount out? Kaoz.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err..if you think I'm crazy to buy 6 pots of honey for $300, you should have seen an old uncle buying &lt;big&gt;18&lt;/big&gt; pots of honey for goodness-knows how much. Anyway I need to sleep now. Used up alot of brain cells today for Law paper. Tml gotta mug accounts and marketing liao. Haven't even touched my marketing yet. DAMN. Ciaoz.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-913462380592721029?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/913462380592721029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/913462380592721029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/300-honey.html' title='$300 Honey'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/Seix_XQaxYI/AAAAAAAADUo/JTIHzNJyH8A/s72-c/cotton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1056460614189297760</id><published>2009-03-23T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:19:39.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Rashes</title><content type='html'>I couldn't sleep last night, and since Flo was online, I told her that I wasn't going school today. My rashes just gotten worse. I swear I couldn't sleep last night. I was trying to get myself calm down (both arms itching like hell, face also) and get to sleep, and was unsuccessful until 3+am. And I remembered waking up every now and then when I felt myself scratching my arms. Shit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to doctor today. Her reaction when she saw the wounds were shocking. She asked me why I never go see specialist, which I explained to her that I am still visiting the skin specialist, it's just that my skin has periods. Some days they are very good, nothing at all..whereas days like these few days, they keep coming and spreading. And the specialist..kaoz..to get an appointment you've to wait like a couple of weeks. Which by then maybe the skin isn't that bad anymore..sigh. Anyway Dina (family doctor) told me not to eat anything high in protein these few days..as well as no seafood. Told me to stay out of the sun as well. Think I'm turning zombie liao.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then recently really very bad. I don't get it. I stopped smoking a few days ago (again) and since ciggies makes matter worse, how come I tend to feel worse since I stopped? I'm itching at my arms, my hands, my calfs and behind my knees. Dina said that with my skin condition, I shouldn't be keeping pets with fur. Shit. She suggested that I find a new owner for Cinnamon! NO WAY!! I rather suffer a few more years lor! This better not let my mom know, else she's gonna nag and nag and nag. Buey tahan. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just booked an appointment with my specialist again (yearly visit). Now waiting for them to call me and confirm the best available date. I'm still wondering why recently my skin gotten so bad? Under stress? Not there yet leh..something I ate? I didn't eat seafood..Cinnamon? I had her for 4years+ liao lah..no reason to feel bad now only right? Somemore I don't carry her and everytime I touched her, I wash my hands. Change in soap? No leh, I'm still using Eucerin for sensitive skin leh. Now still itching..as though many ants are crawling on my arms and hands...shit. But cannot scratch. I already scratched too much till there's wounds liao..... =X&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Think I hurry go finish writing my essay then go sleep. I'm so...freaking tired. Gonna take my antihistamine and go sleep. Shitz.......I feel...itchy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1056460614189297760?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1056460614189297760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=1056460614189297760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1056460614189297760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1056460614189297760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-rashes.html' title='Bad Rashes'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3350585732780156050</id><published>2009-03-23T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T00:52:24.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday List</title><content type='html'>Hmmz..just in another 4 days, I'm gonna be 27 liao. I hate this number. I wana stay at 26 forever. And I like the number 26. LoL. Mom says cause my bday is on 26th. Not necessarily so. I just like the number 6. So as usual, I'll make up the birthday list. LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happens that last year, I received 2 Mr Naughty lamps. Haha! Although the more the merrier, I don't wish to receive 2 wallets. (Sue and Chew has been asking me the same question..which wallet I like. LoL). OK here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZf7fEMcNI/AAAAAAAADT4/uU3_8q3vZsk/s1600-h/comic_FreeBoyfriend-Original-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZf7fEMcNI/AAAAAAAADT4/uU3_8q3vZsk/s400/comic_FreeBoyfriend-Original-.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316041885713461458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is top on the list. LoL. I want a bf!! I am single for FIVE months le!! It's damn long lah!! Longest time I've ever been single since I started dating at age of 13!! HELP!! OK..criteriors..MUST be taller than me, have a min dip (frm one of the 5 poly no less..best if deg holder), intelligent, witty, humorous and older than me (max + 4years..no - sorry, dun like xiao didis..)..IN THAT ORDER. Definitely must be taller than me lah..recently just feel in love with 3" high shoes..need to have a tall-ER guy so I can wear those shoes. I'm 1.7m tall, which means the guys must be at least 1.76 and above? LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZf6xldkoI/AAAAAAAADTw/Bx5eYnxf8k8/s1600-h/burberry1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZf6xldkoI/AAAAAAAADTw/Bx5eYnxf8k8/s400/burberry1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316041873504965250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been aiming this wallet since 2007 Dec lor. OK..I don't mind ANY wallet..as long as it's squar-ish, has a coin and photo compartment and since it's small, I would prefer a 3-fold wallet, or a 2-fold..as long as I can put a $50 inside the wallet without folding it. I like my notes to be in one piece. ^_^ No long wallets please!! And many many card compartments. LoL. MUST have coin compartment!! Actually hor, I've a Coach wallet that's still lying in my cupboard, but I she bu de use, and am intending to use after I grad next year. LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZf62Bm37I/AAAAAAAADTo/f8edzLRyfgI/s1600-h/burberrybag2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 365px; height: 348px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZf62Bm37I/AAAAAAAADTo/f8edzLRyfgI/s400/burberrybag2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316041874696757170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZf6i8AUCI/AAAAAAAADTg/5FiCZKSq6M8/s1600-h/burberrybag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 349px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZf6i8AUCI/AAAAAAAADTg/5FiCZKSq6M8/s400/burberrybag1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316041869572984866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bags!! I'll NEVER have enough of bags. Actually I want something that is like my BB (Braun Buffel) bag. Something small, but I can sling on my shoulders; yet big enough to put alot of stuff (I've tried putting umbrella, one storybook, a pack of ciggie, my wallet, 2 packs of tissues, handphone, keys, sweets, spectacle case, contact lens case + solutions, 2 sanitary pads, a hairbrush and hair clips). Any brand (like Guess or Elle) although I still like Burberrys. LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZf5odCGPI/AAAAAAAADTY/DU2c37GKYPI/s1600-h/250px-Sims3Cover-Art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 354px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZf5odCGPI/AAAAAAAADTY/DU2c37GKYPI/s400/250px-Sims3Cover-Art.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316041853873821938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah this one hor! Releasing in June lor!! So even if buy, can only get in earliest say end June or early July? But they have pre-order set and is a collector's edition!! Piangz!! Just check it out &lt;a href="http://thesims3.ea.com/view/pages/ce_preorder.jsp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; lor. Too bad the offer is in US/Canada nia. And it's over. Shitz. Oh don't worry, I confirm can play this game cause I just bought a new PC!! And playin The Sims 2 never felt so shiok before..the game's much faster, there's no lag and the graphics..oooo...do I need to carry on? LoL. I've been waiting for The Sims 3 to come out!! Argh!! June!! Three fucking long months!! *Sob*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZhs6e1wUI/AAAAAAAADUQ/LiPQH6lnkuA/s1600-h/BB_touch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZhs6e1wUI/AAAAAAAADUQ/LiPQH6lnkuA/s400/BB_touch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316043834398196034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfume!! I only left with roughly 3.5 bottles to use now lor! And I feel so handicapped! Usually I'll have 5 bottles to choose from..but now left 3.5 bottles nia. I need new perfumes!! Actually fell in love with one last year when I went with Chew to Vivo. Can't rem the brand nor the name. But it was sweet sweet smelling one..I like perfumes like Miracle, Issey Miyaki, Gucci Envy..you know? Sweet? LoL. Flowery? But not too sweet nor flowery. Aiyah..me ish damn ma fan. But those girls always come my house spray perfume de (Ling and Sue) should roughly know my taste..haha! I want 100ml de!! LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZhsrX8TuI/AAAAAAAADUI/9f4AneyPqns/s1600-h/SAMSU-LN19A330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZhsrX8TuI/AAAAAAAADUI/9f4AneyPqns/s400/SAMSU-LN19A330.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316043830342733538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZhsmHaRgI/AAAAAAAADUA/Vm0q19Rr1Fw/s1600-h/dv398h_1206590761610_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 67px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZhsmHaRgI/AAAAAAAADUA/Vm0q19Rr1Fw/s400/dv398h_1206590761610_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316043828931216898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes!! A TV and a DVD player please! So I can watch my DVDs in my room. Recently bought alot of DVDs and no time to watch cause my parents are using the only one TV we have at home. I want my own tv! My room has a TV rack but no tv. Stupid right. Sigh. 19" will do... =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZkgXtWIsI/AAAAAAAADUg/_y8liARfirE/s1600-h/31stiypa76L__SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZkgXtWIsI/AAAAAAAADUg/_y8liARfirE/s400/31stiypa76L__SL500_AA280_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316046917440250562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZkfrVg1qI/AAAAAAAADUY/eNqOn2X124g/s1600-h/41OzxMUpbhL__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZkfrVg1qI/AAAAAAAADUY/eNqOn2X124g/s400/41OzxMUpbhL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316046905529128610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..did I mention I want watches? I know I've about..3...4..5..6 watches now. But I really like the Diesel one! Been looking for it lor, but can't seem to find it. Nice right!! Now March liao..mom says I can get another watch in March. Yeah!! I like big big watches..with unique faces (best is those that others duno how to read..haha!! Like my Jojo watch..or the new $15 Kevin watch I just bought! Muahahaha!). Don't think Sue will buy me watch..cause she says I've too many of them. SIX ONLY LOR!! Different occassions wear different ones ma!! *Wails*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..actually wanted to add the Time bookstore vouchers..but then I've &gt;10 unread books in my cupboard and there's just no more space to put them in anymore. So..I've to stop my books shopping spree for now until I finish reading all. Wanted to put camera bag (I don't like my new camera's bag), but then I don't like it so much that I might go buy this week myself. Haha! Speaking of which, I need to charge my camera..using this Thursday! Yeah! Thursday gonna go have dinner at Paramount Hotel with my parents and aunt..yeah!! OK..back to my essay writing liao..gotta hand in on Tues..and then stupid accounts quiz on Wed. Sigh. 苦命啊！Kidding! OK lah!! Bye!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS: Eugene wished me an early happy birthday on 19th. One week before my actual birthday. Being Gene, he's always the kiasu one and wana be the first. But..think Rongming got first..he don't know when's my birthday so he wished me happy birthday at beginning of March..does that count? Haha! Anyway thanks to the both of u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note: This Wed would be our 3rd year together..if we were still together. LoL. Nah..the hurt's gone. Was just reading the past entries but feel nothing anymore. Just felt sweet nia..haha! No more suan suan feeling le. But then think abit, what would we be like if we were still together? Both still unhappy? Or both happy? Or one happy the other unhappy? Whatever it is..it's past le. I wonder if he'll sms me happy birthday.......&lt;/i&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3350585732780156050?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3350585732780156050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=3350585732780156050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3350585732780156050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3350585732780156050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-birthday-list.html' title='My Birthday List'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/ScZf7fEMcNI/AAAAAAAADT4/uU3_8q3vZsk/s72-c/comic_FreeBoyfriend-Original-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-7391070501538484397</id><published>2009-03-15T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:40:54.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy At IT Show 2009!</title><content type='html'>I am so happy today!! OK minus the fact that I've to teach tuition (and the kid locked herself in the toilet cause she don't want to have tuition) and that I spent $60 on Cinnamon because she has fungal infection..but hey, I'm happy because of my 收获 lor! OK..today brought Cinnamon to vet cause today they have walk-ins. Other than that, I would have to book appointment. Went down, yada yada, there's this cute guy with his doggy sitting beside me. And this cute guy's doggy was sniffing at Cinnamon's carrier. The guy looked at me and asked," What's that?" I told him it's a rabbit and think he could sense that I wasn't very happy about his doggy sniffing at Cinnamon. So he told me "My dog likes rabbit. I've one rabbit at home too. He won't frighten your rabbit." To this, I replied," Ya but my rabbit is terrified of dogs!" LoL. So the guy apologized and grab his doggy's head and kept telling him to sit still, the rabbit don't like him. Haha! Damn cute lah!&lt;br&gt;Anyway Cinnamon is down with fungal infection on ALL FOUR LEGS. -_-" Really sweat. Seeing her medication I lagi sweat cause I had a hard time coaxing her to eat her medication before. Now got 2 oral medication AND 2 external medication. Really diaoz. Spend 30min trying to wash her wounds and apply the cream on her. Sigh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SbvRTvnKHwI/AAAAAAAADSo/mYURhfo87N4/s1600-h/ITshow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SbvRTvnKHwI/AAAAAAAADSo/mYURhfo87N4/s400/ITshow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313070322542059266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Since my birthday coming, I told my parents I want a new cam. So dad went online while mom was bathing (after I fed Cinnamon her medication) and told me to get the newest one, F200. Stated in the brochure was $559. I was like anything lor! You guys paying ma..haha! It's my birthday present from both parents! So mom suggested we go down to Harvey Norman to check it out first. Went there, the sales lady told us that ALL Harvey Norman does not carry this yet, because it's to be launched at the IT Show. Either I go IT Show to get it or I've to wait until AFTER the IT show. -_-" So we went over to Best Denki. Know what? Lagi better. The salesman say they do not carry this model because it's too new!! I have to wait a few weeks before they carry this! OMG! Mom was pissed, and we decided to go Suntec for the IT Show. LoL.&lt;br&gt;We were pretty late in reaching there, around 6+pm and decided to eat first. Eat more important than shopping. Haha! Tell you ah, the crowd there ah! IT'S TERROR!! Kaoz!&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SbvRUCAMbwI/AAAAAAAADSw/AWn_Axt-5Nk/s1600-h/f200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SbvRUCAMbwI/AAAAAAAADSw/AWn_Axt-5Nk/s400/f200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313070327478906626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Went to Fujifilm booth and asked for the &lt;a href="http://www.fujifilm.com/products/digital_cameras/f/finepix_f200exr/specifications/index.html"&gt;F200&lt;/a&gt;. Think the sales person (Ivan Wee) is damn happy lah, cause I went, I touched, I bought. LoL. While I was fiddling with the camera (on display), there was this man who kept teaching me how to use the camera. DUH. Uncle..I've been using Fujifilm cameras for 6 fucking long years. No need you to teach me lor. Say I cover my flash when I take pic lah..bla bla bla. Boh liao..when I showed him the pic I took, he said that other people might not know how to use this camera. UNCLE! I want this camera cause I want to use it one leh! Other people wana use that's their prob!! KNN. Initially the brochure says $559. But funnily they reduced the price to $499 and even threw in an extra batt for me! Yeah! Haha..but felt cheated when I redeemed my cam cause I saw a China woman getting the same cam, but has an extra 8G memory card lor. KNN. @#$%^ Nevertheless, I've a new cam! Thanks mom and dad for the early bday present!! ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SbvU25Qb6GI/AAAAAAAADTI/zrNx2fE2N0s/s1600-h/pk-000000000054563-aa054da30281426ba9d683615e9f16da-30-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SbvU25Qb6GI/AAAAAAAADTI/zrNx2fE2N0s/s400/pk-000000000054563-aa054da30281426ba9d683615e9f16da-30-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313074224961415266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Next I dragged dad over to HP and succeeded in psycho-ing him to get a new desktop. My desktop (yes it's mine..I paid $3K for that PC with my own money 5 years ago!) is getting cranky. Kept rebooting. @#$$% So after much haggling and squabbling, my dad bought the &lt;a href="http://h10025.www1.hp.com/ewfrf/wc/document?docname=c01477474&amp;lc=en&amp;dlc=en&amp;cc=us&amp;product=3746700&amp;lang=en"&gt;HP Pavilion Elite m9390d Desktop PC&lt;/a&gt;. Actually haggled with the boss to cut the price to $1249 (without screen), but then dad insisted that he wants the 22" LCD monitor, so we paid $1599 in the end. Tsk tsk. Think he wana show off to his colleagues cause his colleagues all using 22" liao. &lt;br&gt;My mom all these while keep standing at the side and when we finished our purchases, mom told us to go level 6 to redeem free Gelare vouchers from Citibank (for every $400 spent, we get a free Gelare coupon for 1 scoop of ice cream). Went upstairs, we completed &lt;big&gt;21&lt;/big&gt; pieces of lucky draw. -_-" Cause every $100 spent = 1 luckydraw coupon. Then we went inside level 6 exhibition hall. On the way to find Citibank, I saw Norton Antivirus and decided to buy one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SbvRUGkF23I/AAAAAAAADS4/AhC0qmmemDc/s1600-h/norton360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SbvRUGkF23I/AAAAAAAADS4/AhC0qmmemDc/s400/norton360.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313070328703212402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yes, although I always say I don't care..but then it's only $80 lor! And it's for a year leh! Up to 3 PCS! Haha! The guy asked me if I wana get the seperate ones (PC, Internet and duno what) and I'll get a free 4G Toshiba thumbdrive. Told him I just bought a 8G one last week (actually is 2 - 3 wks ago) so I don't need. Got the &lt;a href="http://www.symantec.com/en/sg/norton/360"&gt;Norton 360 Ver. 3.0&lt;/a&gt; and was told to go for a lucky dip for a printer. Since I never had any luck in these..I told my mom to do it for me. And guess what! &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SbvRUB7_iFI/AAAAAAAADTA/r1UHvFio9c4/s1600-h/mp245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SbvRUB7_iFI/AAAAAAAADTA/r1UHvFio9c4/s400/mp245.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313070327461283922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;MY MOM GOT US A PRINTER!! It's &lt;a href="http://www.canon.com.sg/p/EN/2-Inkjet-Printers/4-Photo-All-In-One/18-PIXMA-MP245"&gt;Canon Pixma MP245&lt;/a&gt;!! They (Norton) were left with 3 printers only and my mom got 1!! The "dippers" had to dip their hands into a box filled with many colored and only 1 white ping pong balls. My mom got luck and gotten the only white ball. The guy before us who dipped his hand THREE TIMES got nothing! And he came up to my mom (cause my mom screamed and danced around a little) and congratulate her. What a great sport..what a guy...oh did I mention that he's kinda cute? LoL. This printer is retailed at $169! And I bought the anti virus for $80 nia! Damn wu hua lor! Haha! Mom was so happy that I told dad, anyone who wana manipulate her now definitely can, cause she's too happy to think logically or auntily. Haha! And indeed I was right.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SbvcxSEafMI/AAAAAAAADTQ/KvJvfI2Mfas/s1600-h/clear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SbvcxSEafMI/AAAAAAAADTQ/KvJvfI2Mfas/s400/clear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313082924635684034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Steven of Citibank approached me to get a credit card, but I told him I'm a full time student. So he changed his target and asked my mom to get a credit card. And my mom didn't...she got 3!! *Faint* While my mom was completing the form, my dad kpo-ed and suddenly said he wana apply for one more. I asked for the &lt;a href="http://www.citibank.com.sg/SGGCB/APPS/portal/loadPage.do?tabId=Credit%20Cards&amp;path=/prod/det/cc_xx_clr_benefits.htm"&gt;Clear Platinum&lt;/a&gt; Sup Card and I got it! Haha! Now I get 5X the rewards when I go shopping for books! Yeah!! See I got so many stuff today! How not to be happy!! Muahahaha!!&lt;br&gt;OK time to sleep..so tired lor! Had to get up early because of tuition today. Now I'm going to sleep..tml still have to feed and apply medication on Cinnamon. It's terror..she just scratched my legs red and sore. KNN. But then I still love her..haha! Ciaoz and nights!&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-7391070501538484397?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7391070501538484397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=7391070501538484397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7391070501538484397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7391070501538484397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-at-it-show-2009.html' title='Happy At IT Show 2009!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SbvRTvnKHwI/AAAAAAAADSo/mYURhfo87N4/s72-c/ITshow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3231999518104021542</id><published>2009-03-08T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:09:50.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Tricks</title><content type='html'>Went celebrating Jayven's, Ray's and Cat's birthday on Friday night. We booked the room from 10 - 2am. But because there's nobody there, we stayed till 4+am. Damn damn tired. Was "entertained" by Jayven and Ray. Kept showing me magic tricks. I felt as if I"m entertaining them by watching their tricks. Felt stupid..cause it's illusion + tricks, yet I'm still amused and cheated. LoL. Below is one of the tricks by Jayven.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-278e24da219621c4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D278e24da219621c4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330148629%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D295AB6A2287F7FFC8A1DA60DD63E7528C47E0F2.6CC259CE8583087886E2750725E910762A58649D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D278e24da219621c4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxiYicZuNnRky-yI0oJNGLpyVoNg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D278e24da219621c4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330148629%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D295AB6A2287F7FFC8A1DA60DD63E7528C47E0F2.6CC259CE8583087886E2750725E910762A58649D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D278e24da219621c4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxiYicZuNnRky-yI0oJNGLpyVoNg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3231999518104021542?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=278e24da219621c4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3231999518104021542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3231999518104021542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/magic-tricks.html' title='Magic Tricks'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-353544266817862571</id><published>2009-03-03T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:56:54.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Presentation!</title><content type='html'>I had my marketing2100 presentation today. Topic: how household influence consumer behaviour. So, based on my group report, I did the presentation slides during my one week break. Ya..did it alone. LoL. Cause was pretty paiseh I didn't contribute much to the report..although the part I contributed scored the highest. LoL. Anyway, I added comic to the slides and since I was doing the closing, I made the class laughed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruth, our lecturer, even complimented on good job done on the slides. I felt like telling her that it was my credit! MY CREDIT! If this presentation scores great marks, it's all MY CREDIT. LoL. OK ok..thou shalt be humble. The credit goes to........ME!! Muahahha..kidding lah!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The credit goes to all my group mates who contributed the information for the report, hence enabling me to go get graphs and designed the presentation. Most importantly must thank my dad for reminding me to put the sources of the graphs and pictures! It was because of this citation that we received the compliment from Ruth. =) Thanks dad! And it was worthwhile to hear people congratulating me on a great job well done (Chui Mei, Florence, JJ, Joshua etc). Thanks! It made me really happy that I &lt;big&gt;&lt;i&gt;momentarily&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/big&gt; forgotten about my accounts assignment and my tiredness. Heng my student cnacelled on me today, so I was able to catch an hour's rest at home earlier on. It felt great. And tomorrow, I can finally concentrate on my accounts during break time. And Thurs I need to study Law..and Fri stay behind to do my accounts. *Pray hard*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to pass my accounts. I hate accounts! Argh..anyway..to A1-2 members, GREAT JOB!! Everyone sang our praises! We outdid A1-1!! Hahaha! In my opinion that is! Ladies power! WOAH! OK..need to print notes then go sleep le..I'm so tired and arms are aching from carrying my heavy lappie (in my arms) everyday for 1hr (1hr to school lor!) to school and 20min during break. Just developed new muscles for carrying the stupid lappie. *Hugz lappie* Yeah I did well because of you! 1 presentation down, 4 more items (law and accounts quiz, marketing and accounts assignments) to go! And then it'll soon be exam time.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-353544266817862571?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/353544266817862571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=353544266817862571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/353544266817862571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/353544266817862571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-presentation.html' title='Great Presentation!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-4788766939357914731</id><published>2009-02-23T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:28:37.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays Over..Time Not Enough!</title><content type='html'>My one week break is over. But I don't find it sufficient!! Been teaching tuition, studying (yes studying), doing the accounts (and I don't know how to do lah!!!) and my marketing presentation. I haven't even started on my marketing assignment yet lor!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I've marketing quiz..next week marketing group presentation and legal quiz..then the week after need to hand up my accounts (help anyone? Huiling gave up too..haha!) and the week after is my marketing assignment followed by accounts quiz!! Damn lor! Damn busy..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I sprained my ankle. It's quite normal for me actually cause I'm quite accident prone. But then it's the first time it hurts so bad. Shit. Dad say tomorrow I might not be able to walk also. SHIT!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng tml no school..can study my marketing quiz..finished chp 1 nia! 5 more chapters to go!! *Crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-4788766939357914731?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4788766939357914731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4788766939357914731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/holidays-overtime-not-enough.html' title='Holidays Over..Time Not Enough!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-8957656143634702795</id><published>2009-02-12T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:51:02.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Random Stuff About Moi</title><content type='html'>Was tagged in Facebook by Gavin..and I wrote some stuff about myself, 25 things to be exact. So I decided to list them in here. Haha! Oh did I mention that I'm on 1 week holiday now? Dad says it's only 3 days cause technically I only study 3 days a week. =P Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;1. I love kids and can't wait to be a mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have an extreme fear of injection needles, speak about needles and I'll cringe up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love enjoying my life with good food, good drinks and good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Although I've a sweet tooth (poly frens say sweet teeth), I do not like to eat chocolates (only chocolate truffles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I get bored easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love and crave attention, without them it's like not breathing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love cars and driving them, and I collect car models occassionally as well (S2000!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I love to cook and bake, and is known to cook for parents and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm a sensitive peron with sensitive eyes, nose, skin, ears and lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I actually bear grudges so beware, coz you don't wana know what I can do to you when I hate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I do not like to be taught unless I asked to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I prefer noodles over rice, give me meepok anyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Loves to collect watches and perfumes..as well as **...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I'm allergic to perspiration, therefore I can't stay under sun or do sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I love guys who are tall, intelligent, witty and humourous..in that order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I have a fear for ghosts, which I can sometimes see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I only eat Haagen Dazs..but would sometimes eat others too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I used to be underweight in primary school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I can't write Chinese and have mild difficulty reading the characters sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I used to be a higher chinese student =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I can't stand people who are lazier or stupider than me and have absolutely no tolerance for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I have 2 diplomas and am getting my degree now, and that I was a poly dropout..IN YOUR FACE TP IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I'm told that I'm not a female, but a male with female genitals cause I can't stand girly stuff sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I can ice skate but I can't blade..will fall if I blade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I still watch cartoons everyday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-8957656143634702795?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8957656143634702795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=8957656143634702795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8957656143634702795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8957656143634702795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-stuff-about-moi.html' title='25 Random Stuff About Moi'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-7993797247016371495</id><published>2009-02-10T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:57:28.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY!!</title><content type='html'>Been so busy lately. There's group report to hand in (by today 5pm..as in Tuesday 5pm) and we only started last week! Thankfully handed up le. I am just so tired. Bought a new washing machine and an oven (oven is mine!) last Sat. Just can't seem to psycho my parents to let me buy the wii and a camera. I so need a new camera! Which reminds me..I've yet to upload my God-son's full month pictures as well as CNY in Msia.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My psoriasis got worse this week and pimples started popping out. I'm just short of having cold sores on my lips to show that I'm low on my immune and high in stress. LoL. So far so good. Results are satisfactory (although I expected better grades for accounts and econs), group members are nice (hello sisters!! Clarisse, Carissa and Zin Zar!) and been laughing alot and smoking ALOT lesser. Just told Sherona today that I'm gonna throw away my packet of ciggies cause it'd been 1 week liao, and it's lao hong until I wana puke. Need to buy a new pack tml morn. Hmm..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling so bad towards Sherona cause I couldn't help her hand up her group report on time. She's in another class, but then this marketing report has to be handed up via Blackboard by 5pm today and I missed it by 32min. Shit. Sorry Sherona!! She asked for help at 3pm+ after my group uploaded ours into BB, and I stayed with her till around 545pm before everything was done. I helped her edit her language as well as helped her to do referencing and citation. Hoped I had done correctly for her!! *Cross fingers*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah..did I mention before that I did a good deed once and the old lady was full of praises even after like 2 months? I helped her look for her dentures, which she accidentally dropped into the chute of our block. She speaks Teochew and I tried conversing in Hokkien. LoL. And I helped carry the rubbish bin (it's heavy!!) back into the chute lor! I almost vomitted!! But she's grateful and I forgotten about this till my mom bumped into her the other day and she praised and thanked my mom. LoL. OK I need to apply medication liao. Whole body itching like hell even though I didn't eat anything that I'm allergic to. Must be the sun...LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-7993797247016371495?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7993797247016371495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=7993797247016371495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7993797247016371495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7993797247016371495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/busy.html' title='BUSY!!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-7097243046399665836</id><published>2009-02-04T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:04:33.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrifying Terrorist Dead</title><content type='html'>Chew just sent me this link. Initially thought it was some boring show or whatever. But it turned out great!! And I just had to share it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uwOL4rB-go&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uwOL4rB-go&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's damn hilarious lah!!!!!!!!! I'm a terrorist..a terrifying terrorist. Arrrrr...are you scared? *Laugh till peng*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-7097243046399665836?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7097243046399665836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=7097243046399665836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7097243046399665836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7097243046399665836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/terrifying-terrorist-dead.html' title='Terrifying Terrorist Dead'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1538219841744790428</id><published>2009-02-02T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:49:10.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Niu Year</title><content type='html'>Been to Msia to celebrate my CNY. Was away since Saturday and was back on Thursday. Had been busy since then. And it doesn't help that there's no internet at my cousin's house. Therefore was unable to upload pics or whatever. I was so desperate to check my results that I used my phone to login to my school portal for results. And 2 results were out while I was still in Msia. I even called Eugene to double check for me. Although I passed (1 credit 1 pass lor!! KNN), I wasn't really happy with the results. Friends and even my relatives were chiding me for being so sad cause I did pass the 2 papers. Mom was however, pretty mad and nagged at me. *The horror*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back SG and another result came out (apparently something wrong with school..kaoz..results out one by one de). I was so happy to pass IRHR (oranisational behaviour). A few of my friends actually failed. I asked around and realised that Florence and Qin Lei scored just 1 mark more than me. And I scored a 50..just pass. *Phew* Apparently there's rumors going around that 74% of our cohort (320 students) failed IRHR. Another rumor claimed that 54% of the cohort passed. Whatever. I passed. LoL. I hoped my friends get to appeal and pass this subject cause the module fees had increased from 1K to 1.4K. Madness.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I need to sleep now cause I'm like falling sick. Will upload pictures of my god son's full month pic, CNY in Msia and in SG if I've the time. Been so busy lately it's crazy. LoL. Happy CNY all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1538219841744790428?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1538219841744790428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=1538219841744790428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1538219841744790428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1538219841744790428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-niu-year.html' title='Happy Niu Year'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-7032158112230661936</id><published>2009-01-24T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:37:35.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing Luggage IS A Chore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SXnwycDXWQI/AAAAAAAADSA/bnA1y0gLDII/s1600-h/HIAI-packing-up-hawaii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SXnwycDXWQI/AAAAAAAADSA/bnA1y0gLDII/s400/HIAI-packing-up-hawaii.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294527586265159938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am leaving for Msia tomorrow right after my tutorial. Am packing now cause I came home from work late. LoL. Reached home around 1130? Anyway, am packing my stuff now. It seemed like I've alot of things to bring!! My cosmetics, my 2 pairs of earrings, my 2 watches (excluding the one I'm wearing tomorrow for class), my 2 pairs of heels..my new jeans, my new clothes, my dresses, my this my that!! SHIT!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of time. I can't seem to remember what else I need..damn it lor! Still have to pack my school bag later. DAMN!! Oh have to bring handbags as well. 5 days over there leh!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK gotta go pack liao. Mom is nagging that her room is full of my stuff which are like strewn all over. Anyway, wishing all an early Happy New Year! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;新年快乐! 万事如意！ 心想事成！身体健康！马到功成！Buy Toto tio Toto! Buy 4D tio 4D! Everyone HUAT　ＡＨ！！&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＜ｂｒ＞&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-7032158112230661936?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7032158112230661936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=7032158112230661936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7032158112230661936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7032158112230661936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/packing-luggage-is-chore.html' title='Packing Luggage IS A Chore'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SXnwycDXWQI/AAAAAAAADSA/bnA1y0gLDII/s72-c/HIAI-packing-up-hawaii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1198853092527157029</id><published>2009-01-22T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:47:45.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have The Sweetest Friends</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the hiatus. I'm not dead yet. However, I've been super busy. Actually haven't really nua enough during the holidays. I went out everyday except for 3 days where I stayed home..that means 28 days of pure fun!! Hahaha! And I was worried that I'll be stuck at home cause I've no bf. *Pfft* Met up with so many of my friends, did so many things and even counted down with Erin and saw TWO fireworks!! Damn it was good. Was introduced to a new guy friend, met up with an ex I didn't see for 4 years..My God. Life was fulfilling man! Even got to stay in the $4mil apartment!! Speaking which..need to return money to Bryan and James for the BBQ. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recently I'm so busy I'm actually tired and almost cried again. Blame on myself..why have to kopi with friends until 5am on Fri and Sat go out till 1am? Furthermore was working on Sat and Sun morning. Actually worked the whole of Sunday. Ya..holding 2 jobs now. 1 as a tuition teacher to 3 kids (P3, P5, Sec 1) and 2 as a PA (personal assistant) to Nelson. Don't anyhow think hor. He's working in a factory and sort of the supervisor (or is it manager? hmm) there and needed someone to check stock, keep stock, do accounts and such for him. Who else better to call than me, who is currently learning all these stuff? Last week I worked 6 days lor. And this week..need to do nice nice for him cause I'll be missing next week. I'm so tired sometimes. LoL. Lack of sleep. Sue was worried and told me to take care of myself. She even volunteered to go down help me so that I can knock off earlier to rest at home and catch up with my school work. Not that I'm lagging behind..just not paying attention in class nia. Play game also can sleep..die.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah..out of point liao. I realised I have the sweetest friends in school lor. Cause this trimester different lecture and class with Thomas, Sherona and Clive, so as usual, I'll try to make new friends (OK! They were from my lecture/tut grp last trimester..but I didn't hang out with them last time lor!) and blend in. So currently in lecture hall, I'll sit with Florence, Qin Lei, Chui Mei and Cherie. Sometimes Stacey would join us (I swear Stacey looks like Jeanette Aw). Anyway, the other day I was trying to "motivate" Qin Lei to learn driving by showing her my license. Florence glanced at my birth date and exclaimed in surprise that I'm actually so much older than them. LoL. Apparently I'm the same age as her sis. And she said that I looked as though I just grad from Poly!! So sweet!! Haha! Yeah finally look young! I re-told this story to my other friends and they say that Florence was just trying to make me happy. @#$%^&amp;   =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just now Jianjun msn-ed me. And it made me feel so much happier!! Our conversation goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never lose hope God is with you&lt;br /&gt;HEy I going off le &lt;br /&gt;雪语: doing her acc tutorial..sianz!&lt;br /&gt;kk &lt;br /&gt;雪语: doing her acc tutorial..sianz!&lt;br /&gt;nite nite &lt;br /&gt;雪语: doing her acc tutorial..sianz!&lt;br /&gt;me no class tml &lt;br /&gt;Never lose hope God is with you&lt;br /&gt;bye xue yu... looking younger and younger everyday God bless take care good night &lt;br /&gt;雪语: doing her acc tutorial..sianz!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahaha &lt;br /&gt;thanks!! &lt;br /&gt;=) &lt;br /&gt;Never lose hope God is with you&lt;br /&gt;=) &lt;br /&gt;雪语: doing her acc tutorial..sianz!&lt;br /&gt;so sweet of u &lt;br /&gt;lose hope God is with you&lt;br /&gt;haha... thats what friends are for to see the best in you haha =) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't he just the sweetest guy! LoL. I call him xiao di in school. Keke! And not forgetting Chiu Mei and Florence lor! I told them that I didn't do my accounts tutorial and I was busy copying the answers from the slides and both of them keep reading the answers to me so I no need to look up and down! They even made sure I sit in the middle so they can help me with the class quiz!! So sweet lor! Did I mention Qin Lei was helping me flip my notes during lecture today and told me where to highlight as well as help me write notes just because I was busy playing with my iPod and sleeping? They're really nice! Sweetest friends man! I'm so blissful!! No wonder I'm looking younger cause I'm smiling everyday! How not to when I'm surrounded by nice people? Young they may be, but they sure know how to be nice..LoL! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think need to sleep soon. Teaching tuition tomorrow and working at Nel's again. Cham..I need sleep. ALOT of sleep.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS: Hey my poly friends are great ppl too ok!! Like Huiling for peeling prawns for me to eat..Sue for supporting me..Erin to treat me eat coz I'm now a student..Nel for stuffing me with good food everyday (KFC, Sakae Sushi, Pizza Hut etc). My life's great!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1198853092527157029?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1198853092527157029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=1198853092527157029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1198853092527157029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1198853092527157029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-sweetest-friends.html' title='I Have The Sweetest Friends'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-7541012182287528588</id><published>2009-01-06T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:10:18.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections on 2008</title><content type='html'>I know it's kinda late and I haven't been updating during my hols. Well, school has reopened and I'm still trying to tune my body back to the studying time. This trimester's timing is pretty ok but the timetable still sucks. I study from Mon - Wed, 10 - 12pm (for lectures) and 1:30 - 2:30pm (for Marketing and Business Law) on Mon and Tues, and 1:30 - 3:30pm (Accounting) for Wed. And after the term break in Feb, my tutorial will start on 2:45pm. Damn cocked up. Don't know how to teach tuition. OK I digress le. My reflection..many things happened in 2008. I can't really say that 2008 sucks to the core, but then I'm proud to say that I learned alot.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;On Relationships&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although me and Alex had broken up, I realised that I can actually change my temper. I did things that I didn't realise I could without getting angry or flaring up. Although things didn't work out in the end, it made me stronger. And now, I'm much happier. I learnt to be happier, to treat myself better and not to want things go my way all the time. I learnt to be tolerable (although still the same temper sometimes). I guess, being dumped made me learn things. When Kevin dumped me, I learn not to control everything. So with Alex, I let him be with his friends every Sun to play their Dota. When Alex dumped me, I learned to be happy, and treat myself better. He made me realise that even though the other party had promised everything, it can all change. The only person who can treat me good is myself. I learnt that everything must 随缘，有就有，没有就没有咯。Yes I pretty 看开 now. I'm happy now..although I'm still actively looking for a partner, doesn't mean I'm forcing it to happen. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;On Studies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first trimester, I realised Business is not that easy to study. Not as easy as I thought it to be at least. I realised it's not like engineering, where 1 + 1 is either equals to 2 or 10. That's the most you can get. However, in business, as long as you can fight your logic, it's correct. There's no incorrect or correct answer. I'm so screwed. I also realised that I can't write essays. Fucked up. And that I sucked at memorising stuff. Therefore this year, I must make it a point to study weekly instead of cramming everything to the last minute. I know my results won't be out till end of this month, but I've a feeling that the results sucks. It's so not cool when you're the oldest in class and scores the least. -_-"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;On Friendships&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made some new friends and lost a few during 2008. I never thought someone whom I've known for 6 years can be so comforting during time of need. Thanks Alvin! Alvin, my classmate back in poly, was the only one who told me to cry after my breakup. And through my downs and his downs, we forged a stronger bond. And I've found my old friends from Secondary school (Wenjie, Huixin, Vera). Esp Huix and Wenjie. Both had been pretty supportive and was there to help me burn my holidays! Thanks for the Twilight movie Huix! LoL. And thanks for the kopi kor! And Erin..always jio-ing me out and introducing (matchmaking failed..haha!) guys (with substance she claims) to me. Wait until successful then thank her lor! Haha! And of course my 2 darlings, Sue and Gene. Sue always joining me whenever I ask her out..and Gene..for crapping with me and the things he gotten for me (always something I wanted but don't know where to get..funny why these 2 darlings know what I want more than my bf). And Huiling! For gossiping..for the time where I call her just to nag and vent my displeasures..LoL. Yes..I've a great bunch of friends. I got closer to BR gang..going for their events (again) and joining them for impromptu meet ups. LoL. Without them I wouldn't have stayed in the 4mil house at Newton. Haha! Thanks guys! Esp Nelson!! Thanks!! And finally got to meet up with Aaron in Dec! Dec 22nd..see I still remember lor! Haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting Thomas my jiemei, made me a God-Ma on 1st Jan with the arrival of Joshua Mah!! My first god-child! And my 2nd one..is inside Vera. Shit. Just when I thought this year can save a little on weddings, I've to spend on full-month celebrations! ARGH!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, with each gain there must be a loss. I lost a friend (or someone I treated like one). I don't know why but she's always pretty distant whenever we talk about her relationship. Scared I'll steal her bf away? Oh please..I rejected him 2 years ago, I won't accept him now. Furthermore, because of her, the bf and I stopped chatting altogether. Things no need do until so obvious. Blind also can see you not happy with me. Insecurity maybe? I've always tried to be your friend. But since you wana do until like that, forget it. I will just acknowledge you as my ex-colleague.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;On Family&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we kept quarreling this year, but I did have a pretty fun time with my parents when we went Japan. Sharing an onsen with my mom..stripping infront of her and sharing a tub was pretty awkward. And my dad..letting me drive in Malaysia, paying for my tooth removal and such. They're great parents although they still drive me up the wall sometimes. LoL. I got closer to my cousin who married an idiotic Singaporean man. Hope she'll be happy cause her hubby really idiotic. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My da gu made things up with my father..so everything's pretty well. And I went back Msia to catch up with my cousins and all. I guess, my family relationship's getting better ba. We still quarrel now and then, but then it's become part and parcel of our lives. Haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that pretty sums up my 2008. Oh yah! Money!! I'd spent around 4K+ in less than 4 months and spent around 1K+ in December alone! Shit! I need to spend lesser. What with all the hospital visits and braces and stuff..I need to save up. Heng this year my tuition all increase price. LoL. Hope to tide it over ASAP. Wanna graduate! So I hereby wish everyone a happy new year. Want what get what! Buy what win what. CNY coming..so 恭喜发财！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-7541012182287528588?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7541012182287528588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=7541012182287528588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7541012182287528588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7541012182287528588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/reflections-on-2008.html' title='Reflections on 2008'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-2231513685417850075</id><published>2009-01-01T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:39:17.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Didn't realise that my last entry for 2008 was the 500th entry!! Anyway, happy new year everyone!! Time to make resolutions le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be happy&lt;br /&gt;2. Study hard + smart = Get better grades&lt;br /&gt;3. Lose 8KG within a year or less&lt;br /&gt;4. Spend lesser money&lt;br /&gt;5. Quarrel less with family&lt;br /&gt;6. Spend more time with friends, family and Cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;7. Try/Do something I wouldn't normally do&lt;br /&gt;8. Exercise at least twice a week (for a start)&lt;br /&gt;9. Eat less&lt;br /&gt;10. STICK TO MY RESOLUTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS: Congrats to my jiemei for being a father on the first day of 2009!! I'm now officially the God-ma to baby Joshua Mah!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-2231513685417850075?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2231513685417850075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=2231513685417850075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2231513685417850075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2231513685417850075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-resolutions.html' title='New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-7751662757834744169</id><published>2008-12-27T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:56:38.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical dialogue'/><title type='text'>Cause My Mom Sends Me To School</title><content type='html'>Me: "Why are you so clever?"&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: "Cause I go to school"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I also go to school what"&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: "Cause my mama send me to school"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh. I go to school myself via bus and MRT. No wonder you're so clever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many nonsensical dialogue between me and Eugene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-7751662757834744169?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7751662757834744169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7751662757834744169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/cause-my-mom-sends-me-to-school.html' title='Cause My Mom Sends Me To School'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3106430437615470462</id><published>2008-12-25T03:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T03:28:05.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmaas to all! My party just ended and I'm like rather high right now but can't sleep. Cuase there's still 2 drunks left in my room. Both guys on my bed. Think I rather be awake and go Msia sleep in the afternoon. It was an enjoyable night. Finished a bottle and a half of Vodka. IT SUCKS! Never add vodka pear with coke. Feel like vomitting. Heng now only high and not drunk.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year coming. Seeing that some people around me aren't happy this year, I hope and wish that with the new year, everyone would get what they want most and be happy. I have about 6 hours to sleep before travelling to msia. I'm high. And sleepy. I need to smoke..ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3106430437615470462?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3106430437615470462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3106430437615470462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='A Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-2585037414062520471</id><published>2008-12-24T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:32:12.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Appreciated</title><content type='html'>Damn angry..angry till my sides are hurting so bad. Argh!! Now's 1am liao. I'm like so freaking tired but I'm waiting for my mom to finish bathing so I can smoke. Yes, my mom's bathing at 1am..why? Cause she was helping me prepare food for tomorrow's BBQ..cause I've NO HELP AT ALL. Huiling did ask if I needed any help, and I told her to be here at around 5pm to help carry the food to the BBQ pit. Sigh. Damn tired and damn pain at my side. Again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out at 8pm just now to go buy the food for tomorrow's BBQ. Went Bedok NTUC and ALL CHICKEN WINGS ARE SOLD OUT. -_-" Bought thigh meat instead. And bought some sweet potato lah, margarine lah, mixer for vodka lah..then paid le, wanted to go home. But I didn't get to buy my chicken wings, so I insisted my parents go Sheng Shiong with me. Went there, got the prawns, sotongs, chicken wings (left 5 packets nia, and it was on sale, 2 pckts for don't know how much, so we got 4 packets) and pork. Went home at about 930pm.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was nice..he paid for everything at NTUC and even carried everything. Drove me and mom to Bedok to purchase all the food. So sweet! Thanks daddy!! (This is the time when I believe I need a bf..a bf who can go grocery shopping with me instead of my old parents..who are both over half a century old)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got back to my area and I realised I forgot to buy lemon and lime..so dad dropped me off at the first carpark and I ran (yes ran) to buy lemon and lime at the nearest MCP supermarket. By the time finish paying and everything, it started raining. And yes, I walked under the rain back to the carpark where dad dropped me..and I was a little drenched. KNS. Nvm!! Went home..dad parked at the shelter and I unloaded the car..IN THE RAIN. And between my parents and me, we each carried about 6-8KG of load each. My arms were breaking.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, I wanted to prepare some of the food first, so that tomorrow not so rush, since I've to send my rabbit to pet hotel and collect a log cake at Tampines and lamb chops at Frankel Ave. Sigh. I started dumping everything onto the sink and started working since 10pm. Mom was quite pissed and started nagging about which pot to use and whatever. In the end, mom was helping me as well. I cleaned the sotong (1kg!!), cut it, prepare it and store it; shell the prawns (1KG also), de-vein them and got pricked so many times my mom was starting to worry about my skin condition (I've psoriasis and mom was afraid the juice of the prawns will worsen my condition), prepared them in 2 different ways and store it; cleaned the corn, cut it (actually mom cut most of it since she has more strength), prepared it, packed it and stored it; broke every bone of the chicken wings, prepared it, packed it (my mom cleaned each and every one of those chicky wings, checking each and every one of them for feathers..thanks mom!); prepared the pork chops and got cut by the bones (my mom cleaned every one of those pork) AND prepared the marinate for the chicky thighs, prepared it and packed it (my mom cleaned, cut away the fats and cleaned some more for all the chicky thighs). We finished everything around 1230am. And I was tired. Really tired.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SVEgPFItQXI/AAAAAAAADP0/Vl24s0S1CmI/s1600-h/mbcn440l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SVEgPFItQXI/AAAAAAAADP0/Vl24s0S1CmI/s400/mbcn440l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283039281331126642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bathing, came out and started digging around the house for the things to use tomorrow. You know..if I felt appreciated, I won't mind doing all these shit. Thing is..I don't feel appreciated. I mean, I organise a gathering that everyone would be OK with..I prepared and did everything myself (with help from my parents..very grateful!), and all my friends needed to do is to appreciate it and enjoy themselves. Thing is..FUCKING TELL ME IF YOU'RE NOT COMING FOR THE BBQ!!!! Then I no need so xin ku!!! A couple of them very last minute tell me that they cannot make it..one told me that he has to accompany gf..can't come..NEW GF...will only be able to come after 2am. FUCK YOU LAH!! FUCKING TELL ME EARLIER SO I NO NEED TO SLOG TILL MY DEATH LOR!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SVEgO1SwugI/AAAAAAAADPs/NOhK69GNcH4/s1600-h/mly0507l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SVEgO1SwugI/AAAAAAAADPs/NOhK69GNcH4/s400/mly0507l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283039277078329858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really so bloody tired. I don't mind where my friends really appreciate. Like during Liang and Jacky's bday celebration earlier this month..both of them sent me message and it made me feel that all the rushing that day was worth it. Will update about that day some time next week...or like I went out with one of my brothers today and he gave me money to take cab home, bought drinks for me just because I accompanied him to shop for the whole afternoon. I mean..for God's sake..have a bloody sense to let me know earlier and not until I remind you about the gathering can!! Taking me for granted meh!! I'm so damn tired...mom said I'm stupid and kpo, go organise the bbq for what, do so much work and run so many places. I don't know lah..damn tired now. Tml still have to clear my room, see what still needs to be bought (wire mesh, fire starter, charcoal etc) and stuff. I'm seriously tired....I go smoke liao. Angry. And tired.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS: Merry Xmas to all! I'll be away in Msia on Xmas day..so MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-2585037414062520471?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2585037414062520471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=2585037414062520471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2585037414062520471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2585037414062520471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-not-appreciated.html' title='I&apos;m Not Appreciated'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SVEgPFItQXI/AAAAAAAADP0/Vl24s0S1CmI/s72-c/mbcn440l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-2667172999948062965</id><published>2008-12-23T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:41:29.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Posing As Him</title><content type='html'>To the poser who kept on commenting either as haha or feng. Read this. Feng won't leave comments in my blog cause he had sworn that he would not read my blog ever again...and he never did. You like to pose so much..I won't know if you're him or whatever. And if you've so many comments (boh liao ones somemore), why do you still read my blog? And if one day I begin to think that you're really Feng, I would break down again.&lt;br /&gt;Don't do this to me. I had a hard time recovering and am still recovering. I'm finally sane. You continue posing as him..or maybe you ARE him..I don't wish to do the unthinkable..but let me just tell you I have a history of suicides..just ask the real Feng and he'll tell you. I cut my wrist infront of him before...try...don't make me breakdown again...I warn you the last time. DON'T WRITE ANYMORE NEGATIVE COMMENTS IN MY TAGBOX. OR ELSE..YOU BETTER WORRY IF I STOP WRITING FOR A MONTH...YOU BETTER START WORRYING....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-2667172999948062965?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2667172999948062965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=2667172999948062965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2667172999948062965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2667172999948062965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/stop-posing-as-him.html' title='Stop Posing As Him'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-4356430712540402061</id><published>2008-12-22T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:47:54.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braces'/><title type='text'>What Braces Can Do In 10 Hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU-kIRFqpRI/AAAAAAAADPk/UME2VRv5dXw/s1600-h/DSCF6532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU-kIRFqpRI/AAAAAAAADPk/UME2VRv5dXw/s400/DSCF6532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282621349861958930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I look like last month after my &lt;a href="http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/dentist-made-me-ugly-today.html"&gt;dentist made me ugly&lt;/a&gt; by filing the width of my two front teeth. Not filling..it's filing. As in she took a mini file and started to file my teeth. Anyway..the gap was pretty obvious. And I thought after 2 weeks it would close. I was so wrong.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU-kIOzyILI/AAAAAAAADPc/8FCpoMKMnbI/s1600-h/DSCF6736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU-kIOzyILI/AAAAAAAADPc/8FCpoMKMnbI/s400/DSCF6736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282621349250080946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one month..it looked like this. OK, the gap is smaller. But then there's still a gap. This pic is taken around 11am, after I came back from my monthly checkup + tightening of the brackets. Dr Ho actually changed my rubber band (or she just twisted it around the brackets) for my other teeth. Then she told me my top left tooth (hidden behind other teeth) is very stubborn, so she's gonna tighten it quite a bit to drag it out. She told me," 上个月对你很仁慈，今天不可以了，要把牙齿拉出来。" Meaning, she was very kind to me last month by not tightening alot to drag my tooth out, so this month she has to tighten it more than usual. AND IT HURTS. And she told me she's gonna close the gap of my two front teeth, so instead of using rubber bands, she used the e-ring module (a special kind of stretchable rubber band with many rings..majiam like the rubber 6 rings thingy holding our canned drinks) and tied it around my 4 front teeth..it's transparent..and it hurt alot.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually after my montly visit, I only need to eat the painkillers at night cause it starts to hurt only at night. But today, it started to hurt around 12pm liao. I ate the painkiller before going out to meet &lt;a href="http://www.aaronpeng.org/"&gt;Aaron&lt;/a&gt; and thought it would be ok. But during the bus ride to Orchard..my teeth were hurting so bad I almost wanted to take my last pain killer. But I rather save it for tomorrow, just in case it hurts more. Today the teeth hurt real bad and was giving me a little speech problem. I couldn't bite my words clearly cause my teeth hurts. I couldn't eat. It sucks lor. And I reached home around 9pm. As usual, I'll show her my teeth and she made a comment that shocked me. She said the gap closed le. I was like huh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU-kHlDo7eI/AAAAAAAADPU/YzMhTfSH6Bk/s1600-h/DSCF6738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU-kHlDo7eI/AAAAAAAADPU/YzMhTfSH6Bk/s400/DSCF6738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282621338042297826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it looked like at 9pm. Within a short 10hours, my gap had closed. Usually it would take about 1 - 2 weeks to close the gap..and it took only 10hours, so you can guess how tight the modules are and how much pain I am in. Shit. Xmas celebration coming..don't know how to eat liao. Shit...and tomorrow..I'm gonna have porridge...cause can't chew, can only swallow. Even eating the log cake just now hurts my front teeth (not exaggerating..it's damn pain). I'm going to eat panadol liao..it feels as though my front teeth are very heavy and are on the verge of dropping out. DAMN!! The price I've to pay...sianz! Panadol..HELP!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Bernard says drinking ice water would help to numb the pain and I would feel better. And it works!!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: People who are deciding to get braces should visit this webby I found. Click &lt;a href="http://www.braces.com.sg/html/main/faq.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-4356430712540402061?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4356430712540402061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=4356430712540402061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4356430712540402061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4356430712540402061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-braces-can-do-in-10-hours.html' title='What Braces Can Do In 10 Hours'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU-kIRFqpRI/AAAAAAAADPk/UME2VRv5dXw/s72-c/DSCF6532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-5209982967697101184</id><published>2008-12-21T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:55:26.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Addiction I Didn't Realise I Have</title><content type='html'>Was complaining about dad not having jeans, so mom suggested trading in our old jeans for a $50 voucher from Levi's. Yes the gimmick. LoL. Well, since I'm a supporter of Levi's, I went to dig out all the old jeans I can't wear anymore. And I dug out this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU5fO-AOsKI/AAAAAAAADPM/WUzVC_8gBH0/s1600-h/1stjeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU5fO-AOsKI/AAAAAAAADPM/WUzVC_8gBH0/s400/1stjeans.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282264123718938786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first pair of Levi's jeans. Costing $125 I still remember. Bought in 2004 or 2005. Most prob 2004. I used to wear this brand called No. 1 Collection, until it folded and then I stuck to Giordano cause I was so freakishly fat (wearing a size 32 for Giordano lor! Which is like equivalent to something else bigger in Levi's size!). And then I got my first pair of Levi's in 2004. From then on, I never looked back. Levi's was the only jeans for me. Every year I would buy at least a pair..or 2. Anyway, while digging for more jeans, I found a pair of Levi's that had never been worn before. LoL. Wanted to trade in but my mom decided to pass it to my aunt to wear (lucky her, no need to spend a single cent..I bought that with my money leh).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went Levi's Parkway just now and dad was new to the jeans selection. So I told him to choose a cut, then choose the color then the size. Told him to try 501, which is quite old yet trendy and young. If you get my drift. Dad wanted 501 after hearing 'young' and 'trendy', but too bad they do not have his size. LoL. I tried on the female bootcut (whatever happened to 577?) and mom said it looked great on me cause it's quite snug and makes my legs look longer than it already is. Too bad the length was 31 inches only and I tried on a similar pair which has length of 32. It looks better, although not that snug. Sigh. We can't win them all. Traded in 2 pairs of jeans, got a discount of $100 and total bill came up to $170+. OK lah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom decided to go Marks and Spencer to try on clothes. Wrong move. I went in and tried about 10 tops. No I didn't buy 10 tops lah! That's crazy lor! I only bought 8. =P  Made dad buy 2 polo tee..he looked so young in polo tee and jeans lor!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I went to Bata and bought a pair of heels. Wanted to buy some covered shoes to wear to school..but...sigh. Nvm lah, next time lor. After shopping..went Giant to buy stuff for the BBQ..then went makan...and then dad told me to throw away my shoes cause the new shoe rack has run out of space for my shoes. I was like ok!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU5fOl_Pb4I/AAAAAAAADPE/dOLjF0SYPXM/s1600-h/DSCF6735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU5fOl_Pb4I/AAAAAAAADPE/dOLjF0SYPXM/s400/DSCF6735.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282264117272342402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chose 3 pairs to throw away. And I only bought 1 pair of shoes today lor! 2 pairs from Charles and Keith (you had served me well for the past 2 years) and 1 from Bata (thanks for walking with me for the past 3 years). Sigh..heart ache. But no choice. And then I put in my new pair of shoes and started counting....and I realised...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU5fOMt_Y5I/AAAAAAAADO8/l-8m_13kPe4/s1600-h/DSCF6734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU5fOMt_Y5I/AAAAAAAADO8/l-8m_13kPe4/s400/DSCF6734.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282264110489101202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU5fNpcHWDI/AAAAAAAADO0/A8jz12QBTIU/s1600-h/DSCF6732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU5fNpcHWDI/AAAAAAAADO0/A8jz12QBTIU/s400/DSCF6732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282264101018884146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU5fNKQWOuI/AAAAAAAADOs/IeDGSlA3ccw/s1600-h/DSCF6732-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU5fNKQWOuI/AAAAAAAADOs/IeDGSlA3ccw/s400/DSCF6732-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282264092648028898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 15 pairs of shoes (including slippers) left after throwing away 3 pairs!! Tsk tsk. Those circled in red belongs to my parents. My boots was placed in a shoe box and dumped inside the cupboard. This is terror lah!! 15 pairs leh!! And I don't wear most of them! Tsk tsk. Need to find chances to wear liao. Anyone who don't mind me wearing a 3 inch heels and standing next to you? Hahahaha...I didn't realise that I'm addicted to buying shoes. Heck..back in poly I only had 2 pairs of shoes! 1 slippers and 1 pair of Adidas shoes. I guess the number grew when I started working. LoL. Now...so many! How to wear!! Piangz...need to bring them into the sun again...CNY coming...haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-5209982967697101184?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5209982967697101184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=5209982967697101184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5209982967697101184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5209982967697101184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/addiction-i-didnt-realise-i-have.html' title='An Addiction I Didn&apos;t Realise I Have'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SU5fO-AOsKI/AAAAAAAADPM/WUzVC_8gBH0/s72-c/1stjeans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-6631330178648183500</id><published>2008-12-20T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T17:57:28.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas To Me!</title><content type='html'>Went shopping with my parents just now and since CNY is coming, I went shopping for dresses (yes dresses..recently I'm into dresses) and bought myself some other things as well. Like..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUy7ZGzFSEI/AAAAAAAADOk/H8HZm6kwyNw/s1600-h/DSCF6717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUy7ZGzFSEI/AAAAAAAADOk/H8HZm6kwyNw/s400/DSCF6717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281802502994741314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;bR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This necklace which can be worn in many ways..for my red blouse or anything that is not black in color. LoL. I do have many black clothings...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUy7YhJ_x7I/AAAAAAAADOU/4AeFAdOCfq8/s1600-h/DSCF6716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUy7YhJ_x7I/AAAAAAAADOU/4AeFAdOCfq8/s400/DSCF6716.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281802492890302386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUy7Y9mH9iI/AAAAAAAADOc/iG7rT1ZPnWk/s1600-h/DSCF6713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUy7Y9mH9iI/AAAAAAAADOc/iG7rT1ZPnWk/s400/DSCF6713.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281802500524471842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time in my 26 years, I bought a watch for myself. All my watches were given to me by my friends or family. But then I told Sue yesterday that I'm going to buy a watch for myself this year. She asked me why. My reason is that I've no bf to buy me a watch this year, therefore I shall pamper myself this year. I mean, if I can't even pamper myself (indulging in my favourite watches), who else can I pamper? LoL. Sue claimed that I've many watches. Well..I'm gonna buy another 1 more tomorrow. Esprit? DKNY? Burberrys? We shall see..Kinda like this FCUK bling bling watch though..haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUy7YUz8e-I/AAAAAAAADOM/ir3-epD2O3M/s1600-h/DSCF6471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUy7YUz8e-I/AAAAAAAADOM/ir3-epD2O3M/s400/DSCF6471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281802489576586210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUy7YNqxFxI/AAAAAAAADOE/t4TGAEM4NSc/s1600-h/DSCF6470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUy7YNqxFxI/AAAAAAAADOE/t4TGAEM4NSc/s400/DSCF6470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281802487659042578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pair of heels is my favourite pair yet. OK, didn't buy them today but I love wearing these heels lor!! Damn nice..yes and makes me damn tall. Keke! About 2.5inches I guess..or is it 3 inches? Aiyah who cares as long as this heels match ALL my dresses? LoL. I'm gonna have a blast!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2 tops (1 Dorothy Perkin's top, 1 silky red blouse), 1 dress, 1 necklace, 1 watch and 1 haversack. I'm in a shopping spree mood..I want a new pair of shoes and handbag and wallet and another watch!!!! Yeah!! I'm crazy liao...haha...gonna pamper myself thoroughly....&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-6631330178648183500?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6631330178648183500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=6631330178648183500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/6631330178648183500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/6631330178648183500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-to-me.html' title='Merry Christmas To Me!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUy7ZGzFSEI/AAAAAAAADOk/H8HZm6kwyNw/s72-c/DSCF6717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-9507792561739330</id><published>2008-12-19T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T02:00:08.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Like My Timetable</title><content type='html'>Funnily..exam results not out, but the class timetable out liao. I'm in A1 for all 3 classes (I've exemption) and therefore I'm in group A lecture. I hate it. Cause Chew, Sherona, Justin, Gavin, Shaynen etc are all in grp B!! Sianz!! Meaning we have lectures at the same time (10 - 12), but different subjects! ARGH!! Worse is the 3 musketeers (me, Chew and Sherona) are split up! I'm in A1, Chew in B2 and Sher in B3!! Faint lah!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Furthermore checked out my classmates names. Never seen before. Meaning I've to make friends all over again. ARGH!! Heng Cherie and Valerie are in my lecture. But then again, both Cherie and Valerie are in the same tutorial lor. I'm all alone leh!! KNN.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..look on the bright side though. From Jan - May, I'll be studying 3 days only, from Mon - Wed. 10am - 3:30 (latest). Meaning..I've ultra long weekend lor! Kekeke. This trimester must study hard..cause got legal studies. ARGH!! I don't want to be in A1....sob....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-9507792561739330?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9507792561739330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=9507792561739330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/9507792561739330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/9507792561739330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-like-my-timetable.html' title='I Don&apos;t Like My Timetable'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1924507866053128974</id><published>2008-12-15T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T03:06:29.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braces'/><title type='text'>More About Braces</title><content type='html'>Had been receiving alot of questions about braces recently. For those who wandered in accidentally when searching for the word "braces" or those who already know me (yes you ZL) and wants to do braces..or just wana know more..read on. I will write all I know up till now. I mean..this is my 4th month wearing braces only. So..I'll write whatever I know until now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My orthodontist, or my dentist as I like to call her, is Dr. Gwen Ho of &lt;a href="http://www.eguide.com.sg/SG/COMPANY/62992/ubidentalclinic/detail_all.htm"&gt;Ubi Dental Clinic&lt;/a&gt;. She's the 2nd dentist (or partner as Erin calls her) of another dentist. The other dentist is a male (whom I never seen before and is Erin's dentist). Erin did her braces a few years back at Ubi Dental Clinic and after seeing the results, I went to the same clinic (although different dentist) to do my braces. They do not accept walk ins. So please call them for appointment. I had to wait 1 month (called them in June but appt was in July). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIRST APPOINTMENT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please make sure that you're confirm doing braces at this clinic (or whatever clinic you choose). Because they have to take x-rays and moulds and such. On my first appointment, they took a survey on the reasons why I want to do braces. Had to complete some forms. And then next, the dentist will look at my teeth and decide mentally how much work needs to be done. It's better to have removed all your wisdom teeth though. I had mine all removed (cause they were causing so much pain) but then I was sway cause I had &lt;a href="http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/07/price-to-be-beautiful.html"&gt;extra embedded teeth&lt;/a&gt; in my gums. Many people asked me why I've to pay $2500 for the operation (it's GA and it's 3 teeth, therefore more exp) to remove the embedded teeth since they're not visible. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUVOTc0OAgI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/jA17KdF_fQo/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUVOTc0OAgI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/jA17KdF_fQo/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279712234221470210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What you guys don't know is that braces makes your teeth move along the roots. Meaning your whole teeth is moving, including the parts inside the gums. That's why any embedded teeth has to be remove else your normal adult teeth can't budge. Anyway, the assistant at the clinic told me that definitely you have to take an x-ray of the jaw. If any clinic claims that they do braces but never take x-ray of jaw means they're fake. They took my 2 x-rays of my jaw (damn fun to be pinned to the machine and having the x-ray rotating around your face), 2 small x-ray of my teeth only, made a mould out of my teeth (it's like plasticine..except gooey-er) and took some pictures (side view, front view and a happy smile =]) of my face. I don't know if this is the practice of other clinics, but Dr Ho told me she wana take picture of my front view and side view cause after my braces comes off, she'll show me the before and after picture of my jaw line and face shape. It'll change. As for the happy face, she just wana take a picture of me smiling before braces and after braces. =) X-rays won't be ready till a week later. I paid about $169 for all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SECOND APPOINTMENT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Ho reviewed my teeth with me. She showed me the mould of my teeth (majiam like those fake teeth back in Pri sch where the sch dentist uses to teach you how to brush your teeth) and from there, she can decide what to do to your teeth when you're not there. Seriously, I never thought my teeth were that crooked until I see the mould. I was like...DIAOZ!! HURRY DO IT! And those pictures she took she will show you roughly what will happen AFTER the braces. What kind of changes you should expect and such. And then she'll recommend you the 3 types of brackets she has at the clinic. Mainly the metal ones (normal and special) and ceramic type. Everyone is charged differently. Erin chose the special one and paid $3K only whereas the special one (which will reduce the period by 6 months) was quoted $3650 for my case. I chose the ceramic ones cause I don't want it to be too obvious (I had too many weddings this year!!) and I had to pay $3600. This is to be paid in installments no worries. She'll review everything, clear your doubts for anything and then set 2 appointments with you for cleaning your teeth and putting the braces. Nothing needs to be paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUVOTGPa53I/AAAAAAAAC8I/4SBJs5GhbTY/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUVOTGPa53I/AAAAAAAAC8I/4SBJs5GhbTY/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279712228161546098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how a bracket (the metal square) should roughly look like from side view. No worries. Dr Ho has a big one which she'll show you. =P In short, it's like a clip. A clip that will be tied to a "pole". The "pole" being the wire lah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUVOTCAjEjI/AAAAAAAAC8A/2jxsnu0p9IM/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUVOTCAjEjI/AAAAAAAAC8A/2jxsnu0p9IM/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279712227025424946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brackets will be stuck onto your teeth and the wire is just a gauge. The rubber bands will be tied OVER the wire. Meaning the layers are as follow: teeth, adhesive, bracket, wire, rubber band. The brackets will move along the wire, so more or less the wires are like guides. Wires won't move, only the brackets will. The brackets will force your teeth to move..and believe me, although it looks as if it's nothing..it's painful.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIRD APPOINTMENT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third appointment is mainly cleaning and doing filling for any rotten teeth. Because you've to wear the braces for a long period of time, it's best to clean and do filling BEFORE you put it on. Like I mentioned, everyone is different. Initially she told me I had to put braces for 3 years. But then during the 2nd appt, she told me that mine will only be 26 months. This is just a rough gauge, it still depends on how fast or slow your teeth shifts. The 2nd and 3rd appt might be together for some because I had to go for operation. So it depends actually. Paid whatever they charge to do scaling and filling. $100+ if I'm not wrong. Whoever says beauty comes cheap?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOURTH APPOINTMENT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting on braces lor!! First and foremost, she would clean the surface of each teeth with some substance, and then she would mark the centre of each tooth with a pencil. This will allow her to know where to position the brackets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUVOTahPrZI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/lJgsUr4Ju2Q/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUVOTahPrZI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/lJgsUr4Ju2Q/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279712233605016978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she would put the adhesive (it's like some kind of glue that hardens under UV light) and then the brackets. After all brackets are done, she will cut a piece of wire and place the wire onto the brackets. And because it's the first time the teeth are starting to move, she winds wires around the bracket instead of using rubber bands. Dr Ho was very nice to me as she puts the top teeth only. Bottom are spared till 2 months later. Erin says that's better cause hers put both together and she couldn't eat at all. Remember, your teeth are moving and it feels as if they're dropping off anytime. You won't have the strength to eat. So eat whatever hard food (like steak, roast duck, apples and such) BEFORE this appt. A piece of advice. Eat the painkillers a couple of hours after the appointment or before you sleep at night. LoL. Your teeth will hurt like hell. It feels sore and achy. IT'S PAINFUL. But after the painkillers, you'll feel much better. I ate for 2 - 3 days before my teeth stopped aching. Paid $600 for the braces and $20+ for the toothbrush and such. Note that you can throw away all your old toothbrushes cause you need a special toothbrush to brush your teeth now. And there's a special way to brush your teeth: left and right. LoL. I have 2 toothbrushes in my bathroom..one to clean left and right and another to clean behind the wires. LoL. You'll get to enjoy it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is roughly it. And because there's problem with my bite, and Dr Ho has to correct it, she has to put two metal rings around the last two bottom teeth. IT HURTS. I cried for 2 weeks because the metal rings were cutting onto my tongue and I couldn't speak, eat, spit, or drink water. And the sides of my tongue got cut and was bleeding. Everytime I try to drink water, the tongue gets cut. It HURTS LIKE HELL!! Lost 2KG lor!! What else leh? Ehh, subsequent visit (once every month for normal metal/ceramic brackets and once every 2 mths for special metal brackets) I've to pay $160. I'm still left with $2620 to pay for. -_-"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After every visit, I would swallow the painkillers they gave me at night. Like let's say my visit is on Sat, by night time I would swallow some painkillers. Actually one pill only. Because the aching usually comes the next day and it'll be so sore you won't feel like eating. It was so bad during the first month that I had headache. Some were said to have fever. Yes it's that bad. So don't try to be smart. EAT THE PAINKILLERS. People asked me if it's worth it. Well, after going through &lt;a href="http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/07/home-from-operation-loh.html"&gt;the operation&lt;/a&gt; and all the pain after each visit, I would always walk to the mirror, smile and tell myself it's worth it. More of my pictures can be found &lt;a href="http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/search/label/braces"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I actually take pictures every now and then and upload into my ipod. So when friends see me, I can actually show them how crooked my teeth were and how straight they are now. It's worth it de. Furthermore your face shape will change. Mine already did. My ex colleagues mentioned that my face is much sharper now, even though I'm still quite plump. LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anymore questions? I'll try to answer it to the best knowledge I can. =) Enjoy the smile!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1924507866053128974?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1924507866053128974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=1924507866053128974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1924507866053128974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1924507866053128974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-about-braces.html' title='More About Braces'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUVOTc0OAgI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/jA17KdF_fQo/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1016342831296390326</id><published>2008-12-12T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:01:22.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Fought With The Hair Stylist</title><content type='html'>I went out in the afternoon to get my hair done. Supposedly to get a rebond and a hair cut. I wanted to cut my hair short..as in till ear lobe length. LoL. I went around 1pm to the Shisheido salon near my place and went in asking to do rebonding. FYI, there's no female stylists there, only males. Told the guy I want to do rebonding and he asked if I wanted to cut. I told him ya. I want it short..as in between ear lobe and shoulder. His reaction was like..HUH!? Why cut so short? Then he made a comment: 这么短好看meh (So short nice meh). Then I told him to make decision. He showed me the amount he wanted to cut, which was like 2 - 3 inches nia. Like that might as well don't cut!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he proceed to cut a little first..which is about 4 inches off..and he showed it to me. I told him to cut it shorter..and cut it as short as he can possibly cut. He replied: 这么狠阿？(So heartless ah? *or somewhere along that line lah...). LoL. Little did he know that I kept such long hair because Feng used to forbid me to cut too short. He liked long hair. But now..I just wana be easy..easy to manage easy to make myself look good without having to spend 10min blowing my hair so it'll stay. Think the stylist was more heartbroken than me about me wanting to chop off all that hair. Cause you see..I'm cutting from&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUE0B88jW9I/AAAAAAAAC5I/oQU7rwVOxOM/s1600-h/DSCF6692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUE0B88jW9I/AAAAAAAAC5I/oQU7rwVOxOM/s400/DSCF6692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278557446399548370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this..to.......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUE0CZDhENI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/spNJN5z3n2g/s1600-h/DSCF6697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUE0CZDhENI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/spNJN5z3n2g/s400/DSCF6697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278557453944950994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this. Pretty cute hor? Look like xiao meimei. So far comments had been great. Thanks guys!! Everyone said that this suited me (meaning I xiao meimei lah). Dad said this hairstyle made me look more like a girl. -_-"  Faint leh. Think the stylist on purpose one lah. I kept "fighting" with him to cut shorter and shorter. I wanted my fringe to be at nose length..but he just kept on cutting and cutting. Then when he was done, he was smiling and asking me if it's short enough. Piangz! Cut somemore I no fringe liao lah!! @#$%. Think it's the first time a customer fight with stylist to cut it shorter and shorter...everytime also the customer not willing to cut. Think I must be crazy. LoL. But you know what? My head feels lighter, I don't feel as hot and I look younger. FINALLY! LoL. Can't wait to "scare" my friends next week! Huix says I look like xiao meimei but when I whip out my ciggie, I won't look that pure anymore. @#$%^!!! LoL. K lah, me go koonz liaoz. Tml meeting Yen for supper and Nel they all for KTV. I love my holidays! Update again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1016342831296390326?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1016342831296390326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=1016342831296390326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1016342831296390326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1016342831296390326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-fought-with-hair-stylist.html' title='I Fought With The Hair Stylist'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUE0B88jW9I/AAAAAAAAC5I/oQU7rwVOxOM/s72-c/DSCF6692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-2941048931004966653</id><published>2008-12-11T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:23:39.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Is Chopping My Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUCD31uwHgI/AAAAAAAAC5A/glscmzQXpOY/s1600-h/DSCF6696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUCD31uwHgI/AAAAAAAAC5A/glscmzQXpOY/s400/DSCF6696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278363758617435650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry so long no update. Been rather busy..Yes yes!! I'm chopping my hair off later. Gonna do rebonding and then cut it short...real short..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUCD3m_8hFI/AAAAAAAAC44/A01u0hrJ-pE/s1600-h/DSCF6694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUCD3m_8hFI/AAAAAAAAC44/A01u0hrJ-pE/s400/DSCF6694.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278363754663019602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qin Lei says my hair so long..very sayang to chop it away. But then I'm bored...bored of managing a head full of split ends (due to constant rebonding) and recently my hair are falling off more than usual. Aiyah..cut le then cut lor. Won't be too short also..around ear lobe length? Anyway won't sayang cause it can grow back one....gonna get ready liao....bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-2941048931004966653?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2941048931004966653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=2941048931004966653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2941048931004966653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2941048931004966653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/me-is-chopping-my-hair.html' title='Me Is Chopping My Hair'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SUCD31uwHgI/AAAAAAAAC5A/glscmzQXpOY/s72-c/DSCF6696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-5604427060452886602</id><published>2008-12-02T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:59:33.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halfway Done! Yeah!</title><content type='html'>Today finished my 2nd paper. Damn it lor!! I didn't have enough time to finish my conclusion for my last question!! DAMN DAMN!! 2.5 hours where got enough? Have to write 2 - 3 pages for section A (2 questions) and 2 pages for section B (2 questions) leh! Piangz..my fingers were hurting so much...*ouch* and were shaking even after the exams. LoL. Too long le..and I only managed to write 9 pages..if I had time to complete my conclusion..maybe another half page lor..stupid invigilator!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which..I'm down with 2 more papers and it's freedom!! YEAH!! I can't wait to party I can't wait to party I can't wait to party!!!!!!! Freedom never felt so great...just pray hard to pass today's paper..PLEASE PASS ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-5604427060452886602?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5604427060452886602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=5604427060452886602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5604427060452886602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5604427060452886602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/halfway-done-yeah.html' title='Halfway Done! Yeah!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-5539998226336871840</id><published>2008-12-01T09:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:03:21.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Week Torture</title><content type='html'>Today starts the beginning of my torture. 1 whole week of torture..my exams starts today!! Sigh. Today's paper is in the afternoon and I'm doing some last minute studying. *Prays hard that the paper is easy* Exams as follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon 2pm - Accounts&lt;br /&gt;Tue 2pm - Organizational Bahaviour&lt;br /&gt;Thu 9am - Econs&lt;br /&gt;Fri 9am - Statistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian lor!! Heng Thurs and Fri my dad's gonna send me to school. Know why? Cause I'm not taking the exams at the Delta campus (the one where I attend class), instead our exams are held at Henderson campus. WTH!!! Anyway I go study le..thanks to those people who wished me good luck, like Andre, Ling, Gavin, Wenjie kor...thanks thanks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-5539998226336871840?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5539998226336871840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5539998226336871840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/1-week-torture.html' title='1 Week Torture'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-4664553648745535774</id><published>2008-11-28T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:40:33.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Service From Comics Connection</title><content type='html'>I pre-ordered the add-on of The Sims 2: Garden and Mansion during the GCA (Games Convention Asia) and paid $20+(can't remember exact price). Anyway, I was told back then to collect at Comics Connection Tiong Bahru (my choice cause it's near my school). I asked them when and they told me that they'll contact me when the game arrives in Singapore. I didn't know that was the start of their sucky service. I had been a fan of The Sims and The Sims 2 for 9 fucking long years. I know the requirements of the PC and the expansion packs + add-ons. I went to the counter (EA counter lor!) and told the lady there that I wana buy The Sims 2: Apartment Life. And I saw that I could pre-order the add-on, Garden and Mansion. So I was like..ok! I'll get both. I told her I want the PC version. She got the colleague, a guy, to receive payment from me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I do not have enough cash (never liked bringing cash around), I passed him my credit card. He looked at me haughtily and said," Purchases above $60 then can use credit cards." I told him that my purchase is above $60. He then looked at me and said,"This one yours? It's *pushes some number on the calculator and shove it in my face* only $40++." I was pretty pissed off by then cause 1: I'm a fucking customer. Treat me with fucking respect. Not happy with being there on a weekend quit that fucking job. You're representing your company, which obviously you're not doing quite a great job and 2: I know The Sims 2 expansion packs costs around $40++ and their add-ons cost $20++. Don't come tell me something I already know. Tell me something I don't know. 3: I can understand your fucking English. No need to punch the numbers into the calculator to show me how much it costs. I'm old enough to have credit cards and am not a fucking primary school kid. KNN. Anyway, I pointed to the add-on at the counter and told him if he add that in, it'll be more than $60. He then turn over to his colleague and asked if that add-on was mine. HELLO! Counter only got me!! DUH! Anyway, his colleague said yes and he still doesn't believe it's above $60 and started calculating the total on his calculator. Dumb arse!! $40+ plus $20+ not more than $60? KAOZ! Then he grudgingly told me that those games are for PC (YES!! I ASKED FOR THE PC VERSION!!) and took my credit card to finalise that purchase. Heng his lady colleague was very nice. Which sort of made up for that dumb guy's short comings. Thanks for the goodies!! =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah..drifted off abit. Anyway, after 2 months of waiting, Comics Connection smsed me 2 weeks ago and informing me that my game had arrived and I can collect it. So I collected the game, gave them the receipt and brought the game home. Because of my school projects and such, I didn't install the add-on immediately like I used to when I got home. I actually left it on the bed for 2-3 days before I remembered the add-on. So happily I opened the package and wanted to install in. Couldn't wait to see what the add-on has lor. But then... this was what greeted me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/STAOLCKpoKI/AAAAAAAAC4o/XRMUgIm9PKw/s1600-h/error1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/STAOLCKpoKI/AAAAAAAAC4o/XRMUgIm9PKw/s400/error1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273730746373742754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After clicking Yes..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/STAOLZFZ20I/AAAAAAAAC4w/CKBxUV5bWpM/s1600-h/error2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/STAOLZFZ20I/AAAAAAAAC4w/CKBxUV5bWpM/s400/error2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273730752525753154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I got. Fuck lor! I tried for 3 times before I gave up and went to write an email to Comics Connection. This is my email to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;----- Original Message ----- &lt;br /&gt;From: Isabelle Bang &lt;br /&gt;To: info@comicsconnection.com.sg &lt;br /&gt;Sent: Saturday, November 22, 2008 12:53 AM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Corrupted CD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I had pre-ordered the Sims 2, Garden and Mansion add on and had collected it a few days ago at Tiong Bahru Plaza Comics Connection. However, when I tried to install it today, it showed that the CD is corrupted. Please see attached words document for the print screen.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My PC is able to support this game as I have all the expansion packs and add on for The Sims 2. There is no problem playing other CD or DVD. Please get back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Seet Yee &lt;br /&gt;22 Nov 2008&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were very prompt with the reply and this was what Jessica of Comics Connection replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;From: Comics Connection - Jessica &lt;jessicatan@comicsconnection.com.sg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Isabelle Bang&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Saturday, 22 November 2008 2:46:53&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: Corrupted CD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You have to give Electronics Art Technicial Support a call &lt;big&gt;if really have the problem&lt;/big&gt;.  The hotline is 64622549 or 64153088.  &lt;b&gt;If really got problem, they will email me and ask us to exchange with you.&lt;/b&gt;  Please give them a call first.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Jessica&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. I just had to emphasize on what she replied. English abit broken as well. Not only that, what she mean by if really have problem? I actually did the print screen and showed her lor! I was thinking, OK, I'll give EA a call. The number she gave me is like..forever busy. I can never get an operator and when I left a message they failed to reply me. But the more I thought about it the angrier I got. I'm a customer. You're the seller. If anything wrong with product shouldn't you go find your supplier? I mean, when I was working in F/R, if any of my customers have complaints about our products, we'll find out what's the problem, get the product back if it's not usable, find the supplier and get one-to-one exchange or a refund. WTF. So I wrote another email to her/them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;----- Original Message ----- &lt;br /&gt;From: Isabelle Bang &lt;br /&gt;To: Comics Connection - Jessica &lt;br /&gt;Sent: Thursday, November 27, 2008 8:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: Corrupted CD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nobody answering the number you gave. Can you give me an email address instead? And there really IS a problem, so what do you mean by if really got problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Seet Yee &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can see I quite pissed off le lor. I had been looking forward for TWO MONTHS to play this game! And now I can't even install. And you're asking me to go find your supplier to solve this problem? Kaoz! And today she emailed me back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Please bring the faulty game and yr receipt to the branch you purchase and do a 1 to 1 exchange.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned above, I gave the receipt to the Tiong Bahru branch and they didn't return it to me. After this incident, I can safely conclude my future PC games will be bought at Challenger. At least they are willing to solve the problem (even though there's this guy at Simei branch who is a little cocky) and I can earn reward points somemore. No more Comics Connection for me. Damn angry. Where is the customer service?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-4664553648745535774?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4664553648745535774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=4664553648745535774' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4664553648745535774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4664553648745535774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-service-from-comics-connection.html' title='Bad Service From Comics Connection'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/STAOLCKpoKI/AAAAAAAAC4o/XRMUgIm9PKw/s72-c/error1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-4332832202538372864</id><published>2008-11-26T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:01:01.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Procrastinate Is My Middle Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSz_jLrm7mI/AAAAAAAAC4g/3cgplLQypyc/s1600-h/NewYear3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSz_jLrm7mI/AAAAAAAAC4g/3cgplLQypyc/s400/NewYear3.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272870243640208994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Today is Wed liao. Just another 4 more days to my first paper. And what am I doing? Anything but study. I even changed my bedsheet and dumped it into the washing machine to wash. I bathed at 2+pm instead of the usual 9pm. I went for a long breakfast with my cousin who came over to Singapore. Even went over to her house. Tsk tsk.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSz_iu8hpVI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/RZ7V4SCKpl8/s1600-h/procrastinationau9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSz_iu8hpVI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/RZ7V4SCKpl8/s400/procrastinationau9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272870235926537554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I need to be studying. There aren't many days left and my exams (4 fucking papers) are so close to one another. I need to carry on and study. ARGH!! But I just can't help pushing it away!! Haven't been studying for the past 2 days lor!!! Cannot...need. to. study. *Slaps self* Time to mug...again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-4332832202538372864?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4332832202538372864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=4332832202538372864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4332832202538372864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4332832202538372864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/procrastinate-is-my-middle-name.html' title='Procrastinate Is My Middle Name'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSz_jLrm7mI/AAAAAAAAC4g/3cgplLQypyc/s72-c/NewYear3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-841925873525588432</id><published>2008-11-22T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T18:30:31.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Economy Crisis - More Like Economy Coincidence</title><content type='html'>Was telling Erin and Weiqi the other day that I was lucky to never be hit by economy crisis cause whenever the economy crisis hit, I'm in school with my books. So just now was chatting with the real haha over msn, and our conversation went something like this:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;㋡ haha ㋡ says:&lt;br /&gt;sad now the world economy cockup&lt;br /&gt;雪语: is falling sick says:&lt;br /&gt;yah lor&lt;br /&gt;雪语: is falling sick says:&lt;br /&gt;and i realised....&lt;br /&gt;雪语: is falling sick says:&lt;br /&gt;6 yrs ago got economy crisis&lt;br /&gt;雪语: is falling sick says:&lt;br /&gt;i went back to study&lt;br /&gt;雪语: is falling sick says:&lt;br /&gt;this yr economy crisis&lt;br /&gt;雪语: is falling sick says:&lt;br /&gt;i also went back study&lt;br /&gt;雪语: is falling sick says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;㋡ haha ㋡ says:&lt;br /&gt;you take poly asia crisis..&lt;br /&gt;㋡ haha ㋡ says:&lt;br /&gt;take degree world crisis..&lt;br /&gt;㋡ haha ㋡ says:&lt;br /&gt;u better not take masters pls  &lt;br /&gt;㋡ haha ㋡ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;雪语: is falling sick says:&lt;br /&gt;why!!&lt;br /&gt;㋡ haha ㋡ says:&lt;br /&gt;u take masters... then ET cannot go home&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't choose to go back study cause the economy is getting bad. The crisis happens whenever I'm already accepted or already started class. LoL. Think the next time I study full time (which is highly impossible) will be another economy crisis. Better not study full time le...keke!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-841925873525588432?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/841925873525588432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=841925873525588432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/841925873525588432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/841925873525588432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/economy-crisis-more-like-economy.html' title='Economy Crisis - More Like Economy Coincidence'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-2928269031547357756</id><published>2008-11-21T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:39:34.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braces'/><title type='text'>Dentist Made Me Ugly Today</title><content type='html'>You know..sometimes we failed to notice the littlest things. Ever since I had my braces up, people failed to remember how crooked they were. They look at my teeth from face front. Or maybe because it's just not worth noticing lah. LoL. I mean who goes around noticing teeth? OK..I admit I do go around noticing teeth. LoL. But then..after I had my braces, people never failed to say how straight my teeth are now until they see.........&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSbRBiwRFuI/AAAAAAAAC4E/a5w4WpqGVlU/s1600-h/DSCF5926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSbRBiwRFuI/AAAAAAAAC4E/a5w4WpqGVlU/s400/DSCF5926.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271130238323070690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this. I love to look at their reaction when I show them this pic on my iTouch and place it next to my mouth. LoL. I mean..the changes are more drastic this way mah. And this pic was taken on the first day when I had my braces...08/21. Still can see bits of wax I put on the brackets to stop them from cutting my lips. Exactly 3 months ago. And before I had the usual monthly checkup, my teeth were like..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSbRB86Ck4I/AAAAAAAAC4M/UZOeVDOxbc8/s1600-h/DSCF6122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSbRB86Ck4I/AAAAAAAAC4M/UZOeVDOxbc8/s400/DSCF6122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271130245343384450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this. OK..this is not that recent, cause I actually have my bottom braces up as well. But then comparing the above pic and this pic, you can see the difference right? Furthermore the above pic was taken about 1 month+ after I had the braces. And today..I went to the dentist for my monthly tightening and checkup..and what she did?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSbRBewTztI/AAAAAAAAC38/pjAN6Tudpyg/s1600-h/211120081413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSbRBewTztI/AAAAAAAAC38/pjAN6Tudpyg/s400/211120081413.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271130237249507026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This. I feel ugly right now. Complained to my parents, to Sue, Erin and Eugene. Eugene was laughing. Damn it. Sue and Erin didn't see the pic, so they don't know how it was like. No difference you say? Look properly lor!!!!! THERE'S. A. FUCKING. BIG. GAP. BETWEEN. MY. TWO. FRONT. TEETH.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually bottom row also got gaps..just not that obvious. Initially Dr Ho told me that since I didn't remove teeth, she might have to reduce the width of my two front teeth. I thought..OK..anything to make it nicer and maybe it's a little only. BLOODY HELL! When I was done, I have this habit of checking myself out on the mirror. First check nothing, cause I thought she changed my brackets or something, but other than striping (think it's cleaning between the wires, cause she removed the wires and cleaned my teeth), putting on a button (to pull out a teeth that's set inside), apparently she filed my teeth to this. I know she filed my teeth, can feel. But I didn't know it's that much lor!!!! Sob. I'm gonna stay home till the braces pull my teeth to fill that gap. For the time being..talk also lao hong liao. The price one have to pay to be pretty........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-2928269031547357756?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2928269031547357756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=2928269031547357756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2928269031547357756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2928269031547357756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/dentist-made-me-ugly-today.html' title='Dentist Made Me Ugly Today'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSbRBiwRFuI/AAAAAAAAC4E/a5w4WpqGVlU/s72-c/DSCF5926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-4226139013205834028</id><published>2008-11-20T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:09:10.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Yet Another Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSUo8YFrYeI/AAAAAAAAC30/unYZLap4Omc/s1600-h/DSCF6485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSUo8YFrYeI/AAAAAAAAC30/unYZLap4Omc/s400/DSCF6485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270663956630561250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Roslny's wedding later. This is what I'm wearing. LoL. Side view nicer than front view. Meeting Erin for kopi first..I'm like SOoooo...BROKE!! No more red bombs please!! Eh..new heels..only like 3inches tall........I love my outfit today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-4226139013205834028?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4226139013205834028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=4226139013205834028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4226139013205834028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4226139013205834028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/going-yet-another-wedding.html' title='Going Yet Another Wedding'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSUo8YFrYeI/AAAAAAAAC30/unYZLap4Omc/s72-c/DSCF6485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-6987266219920741559</id><published>2008-11-18T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:22:11.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Quit When The Going Gets Tough</title><content type='html'>Before I start this entry, I would like to sincerely apologize to Chew. Sorry bro for screaming at you this afternoon. I didn't know I was that fierce until Sherona asked me to cool down. Sigh. Old habits die hard.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSK9ayKECFI/AAAAAAAAC3s/ZIy-fO-hUZ8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSK9ayKECFI/AAAAAAAAC3s/ZIy-fO-hUZ8/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269982781815130194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I'm so pissed is that Chew felt like giving up on the project, which we are currently facing alot of difficulties. And it doesn't help that we have to hand in by this Thursday. I don't like quitters. I hate people giving up. Because I've been given up twice repeatedly by the 2 men that I loved then. They just had enough and decided to give up on the relationship. To me, that's the easy way out. Instead of finding a way around the problem, you just end it. Pretty much the same when I committed suicide. Everyone's scolding me then. Yupz..but in the end, I'm still here aren't I?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom had given up on my studies, because of past experience. Yea it hurts that she's constantly telling me that I can't make it, but then I didn't give up. Like what Sherona said this afternoon, don't aim for HD or D lor, aim for credit. My main goal is to get my degree and to wear the square hat..and wear it I will in 2 years' time. Sure, I may grumble and constantly say that I wana give up, but then I won't. It's just me asking for pitying and wallowing in self pity. I'm stressed up, just because I don't show doesn't mean I'm not afraid. Doesn't mean I'm not working hard. So far, I'm pretty OK with my results. So what if I don't get as much as my classmates? So what? I'm happy with my results, and if that's the results I get for that much effort, so be it. At least I can answer to myself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no short cut to life...or to anything else. And life...you only get to live it once. So do the best. Students, study and play hard..cause when you go out working, your results play a very important role, and you won't get to play that hard anymore. Employees, work smart and enjoy life. Life's short. Shorter still if you're gonna end it. =X&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, there's no short cut to life..nor is there a replay button. That's why I'm still here. That's why I'm doing what makes me happy. Remember this, don't give up. Just because you come across an obstacle doesn't mean you've to do a U-turn or just forget it. Come on. Take this from someone who had fucked up her life so many times. I didn't give up when I was told that I must repeat my IT year 1. I didn't give up when I was kicked out of poly. In fact, I went outside to get a diploma, to get myself prepared to go back poly to kick some ass. I didn't give up when I was told that IT rejected me and I was only eligible for engineering. I didn't give up when I failed and have to retain for another half a year. I didn't give up when out of 7 semesters, 5 of them are filled with Fs and sup papers. I chose what was given to me and I make the best out of it. Sure..there may be times where I cried, I complained and everything..but then, it comes down to this: I'M STILL HERE. I'm where I am today cause funnily as it sounds...I didn't give up. *Hey stop snickering..committing suicide didn't work out for me..LoL*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bro..hang in there. We're here for you. Reach towards our goals. You quit, who's gonna clean the hostel when I'm in Aust? Who's gonna let me make fun of? Who's gonna let me nag? Nobody fly with me to Aust le...so must hang in there ok? We can make it de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-6987266219920741559?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6987266219920741559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=6987266219920741559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/6987266219920741559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/6987266219920741559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-quit-when-going-gets-tough.html' title='Don&apos;t Quit When The Going Gets Tough'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SSK9ayKECFI/AAAAAAAAC3s/ZIy-fO-hUZ8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3114192555894631101</id><published>2008-11-16T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:32:34.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring Weekend</title><content type='html'>Yesterday damn hectic. Since Friday actually. Friday went to meet Huix for movies. Took a cab down to Suntec and we chatted till about time to go in, then watched movie (HSM3 is nice!!), went for dinner and kopi till 9+. Got home around 10pm+, and slept at 1am+. I hate having insomnia. Shucks lor. Then I made myself sleep cause Sat have to go scanning at 10am.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat morning woke up at 8+, washed up and since I can't eat anything, I went to CGH feeling hungry. Reached there around 9+am. Have to register and everything. Then nurse told me to drink 2 cups of water before scanning. I was like ok..drink lor since hungry, nothing else better to do also, so I drank 2 cups. Waited and then they called me. I went into the room, I lie on the bed, and then the person doing the scan for me (she looks like Felicia Chin leh, quite pretty) asked if I felt like peeing, which I told her no. She told me to go outside and drink water till I feel like peeing, else she can't take the pictures. I was like...er...OK..then quite cocked up also. Apparently my appointment is at 1040, so they should serve this guy before me. But then I was there earlier, then they serve me since the guy don't know go where le. Sigh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went out and drank my 3rd cup of water. By then, I felt like vomitting more like peeing. Too. Much. Water. Then the nurse pulled me in. I mean literally. She said don't feel like peeing also nevermind. See can scan or not. Once again, lie on bed, arms stretched out above my head, my tummy exposed..the FC lookalike begin asking me questions. Have I done scanning before, am I pregnant, is this my first time bla bla bla. After that she applied the gel on the scanner and started pressing on my tummy. Told me to breathe in and hold my breath. When she got to the side, don't know it's because I've too much fats or whatever, she pressed very hard against my right rib cage, which hurts. And then she told the nurse that she don't know how to scan my pelvis. I was like -_-"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another "scanner" came in..much older one. She started using me as the teaching tool and started scanning. The time taken for the older scanner to scan my pelvis and my stomach/kidneys/spleen happened to be the same time for the FC lookalike to scan just 3 parts of my stomach. -_-" She even taught the FC lookalike how to scan, tilt which angle and I kept turning my head and asking them what's that on screen. I can recognise my kidneys!! Cool lor!! And first time I saw how a uterus actually look like. And the ovaries. And whatever is inside me. Damn cool..although I can't really recognise my bladder, which they claimed is empty at that point. LoL. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After scanning, the old bird told me that everything seemed to be ok, and told me to go back for review in Dec. Me and my parents decided to go eat since I was hungry. Went down to expo and OMG lor. The number of people queueing up for the crocs sale is like siao. And I thought we are facing economy crisis? LoL. Since the food exhibition wasn't opened yet, I decided to drop by the MPH book sales next door. I bought 10 new story books and 2 new cook books!! Which is on top of the 4 books I bought last week at Popular..LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to the food exhibition, bought the chicken rice and it's heaven...really nice!! So much so my mom bought another 3 packets home. It's only like $2 lor. Can't really remember much of what I ate there. I was damn tired and brain wasn't functioning well. But I remembered hurrying my mom and dad home cause I've to pick Eugene up at 1+pm. We left the expo at 1230!! And the stupid jam caused me to reach home at 1250. Piangz. Bathe and was out of the house by 115pm. Sent mom to Dhoby Ghuat and headed down to Liang Court for KTV.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 2pm - 6pm, me, Gene, Liang and Sue were like dancing, prancing and shouting in the KTV room. It's posh there. And there's even a smoking room!! NICE!! Thing is, NEVER order hot drinks there, no matter how cold it is. The cups are so small and pathetic, and it'll never last 4 hours. Mine lasted 1hr only. So I have to jump around, walk around just to keep myself warm. IT'S DAMN COLD THERE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After KTV, decided to drive over to City Hall for dinner. Went Thai Express? Some Thai restaurant lah. Met up with Bryan. After dinner, Liang went to meet his other friends and I sent Sue to meet her colleagues at 8+pm around Clerk Quay. Feeling bored, me, Gene and Bryan went kopi. Went over to Timbre, but then full house. So I was like...hmm, why not go Villa Bali. LoL. So we drove to Villa Bali. 3 of us nia. Started to crap and chat all the way till 11+pm, till Jacky called us and told us that his movie was over. So we settled the bill, went over to Vivo, picked him up and since Bryan and Jacky didn't go KTV, they suggested going. Went over to Shenton Partyworld, but no place. It was around 12 already lor. Out of the house for 15 hours already. Then Jacky suggested going KTV pub around Boat Quay area, so we drove over. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steady hor? Run so many places. Walked up and down along the Boat Quay, and I can't help but feel old. Looking around me, all the 18s - 22s. Where are all the eligible men above age of 26?! OK..except for Jacky. LoL. Decided to hang around this pub called QB, Qool Bar. So from 12+ to 3am, we were there. Played with dices, and being the driver, I only had one sip of beer. Piangz......so not going to drive next time. I wana get wasted too!! Anyway...Sue joined us around 2am, and chatted, and left after both Jacky and Bryan sang their songs. They were craving and dying to sing. LoL. Sent them home and by the time I reached home, it's 4am. That's like....19hours away from home. Can die lah. I'm too old for this. Slept the whole day today. Supposedly to go out shopping with my parents...but then my dad had a hangover and I was too tired, so both of us slept the whole day. Pathetic. I think I need a life. I need sleep though...*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3114192555894631101?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3114192555894631101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=3114192555894631101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3114192555894631101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3114192555894631101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/tiring-weekend.html' title='Tiring Weekend'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3654871119862268390</id><published>2008-11-12T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:21:43.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Went To Suan Ming</title><content type='html'>Told Jacky I wanted to suan ming cause I'm kinda lost recently. He agreed to bring me to one today. So after class, I was waiting outside school for him to pick me up. He brought me to a temple at Jalan Senang. When I first got in, I saw the four faced Buddha, which made me very uneasy. I don't know why but 4 faced Buddha always makes me feel uneasy. Anyway, waited for the shi fu (a monk) to finish with helping someone change his life. Got alot of "zheng" that the shi fu bai, so he could help that man to change for a better life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for about 30 - 45min I guess. Cause there were quite a number of people waiting for his blessings. There's a group that even brought their laptops. Guess they're starting a business together or something. Finally it's our turn. Shi fu asked Jacky what I wana ask. I told him I want to know about ying yuan and anything else that he could tell me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave him my birthday (not Chinese birthday) and he calculated out my chinese one. He could have just asked me and I could give him lor. -_-" Anyway, he asked if I'm a dog. I was like ya..and he started shaking head. I was like shit....not good. Then he started saying that this year, I everything also not shun. Love life, family life..everything. He says that family will quarrel, friends not good (think he meant not close) and love life also not good (that explains the breakup. Sheesh). He said that last year I'm quite OK but this year no good.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite zhun if you ask me. Cause last year I'd a $300 pay increment in July, had a 2 months bonus in Feb, and a 1 month bonus (AWS) in Dec. Boss and manager liked me, love life was great. I loved my job and everything last year. But then this year...piangz, starting of this year everytime kena scolded by boss, reprimended by manager, quarreled with Feng and my parents, bonus this year was only 1.5 months, no AWS since I quitted, hated going to work, alot of illness (been to hospital so many times this year till I lost count) and things just don't seem to be going the way I want. Everything Feng did I also not happy. Things between me and Feng started going downhill (wayyy downhill, a steep one in fact) since this year. Damn zhun lah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, the shi fu, told me that I should be patient. Next year, after my Chinese birthday, I'll have 3 years of good luck. Want what get what. LoL. He was damn cute when he said that. He said and I quote," Next year, very good. Want what get what. Very good. Want bf get bf. Want money get money. Want to change job also got job." I told him I'm studying and he say no worries, whatever I want I can get. He also said that I'd missed my guy last year (abit tally with bai yi niang niang from Msia)..but no worries, still got another guy next year, after my birthday (Chinese one is actually 2 days after my English birthday...damn), and he's very good. Wana get married to him also no problem. My 27th, 28th and 29th will be great years. Told me to wait 3 months from now. But then just now see the calendar, I've to wait 4 months lor. -_-"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not being superstitious, but then it kinds of give me comfort. Or at least something to blame on for everything that sucked this year. =P Jacky took the chance to ask the shi fu if I can do my own business and what kind I'm more suitable for. Shi fu checked his book, and looked at me and said," You do what also can. No problem. Very good with everything." LoL. Then Jacky asked if we can be partners (IN WORK LAH!! E009 friends don't think otherwise thank you!) and shi fu said we can, cause I any business also can. LoL. Told Jacky to find me after my birthday cause I very sway this year. Kekeke. This shi fu is not those that just wana earn money. Cause he's a monk. Whatever ang pao you give him he also accept. Shui yi. I gave $20. What's $20 when it helped to clear my mind abit? Kekeke.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you guys, but I'm someone that needs to have something to look forward to. I'm glad that I'll have a better life than present after March. Can't wait for March to be over!! Keke!! Anyone wana intro guys to me then? Oh yah..I asked shi fu if I should carry on waiting for Feng, he told me this one no good. Wait patiently. Next year, the guy might be a new one, might be the last one (Feng maybe? Can't be Kevin lah..we can't stand each other now). Just wait patiently and everything will fall in place next year. OK!! Shall concentrate on my studies. For now. Exams in 2 weeks time. Shit. Sat go KTV le then say. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me is one happy girl today. Feeling so much better le.......thanks Jacky!! *Hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3654871119862268390?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3654871119862268390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=3654871119862268390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3654871119862268390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3654871119862268390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-went-to-suan-ming.html' title='I Went To Suan Ming'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3044054188297192258</id><published>2008-11-11T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:19:56.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Strong At All</title><content type='html'>Did I give the wrong impression? Most friends aren't that concerned over my breakup this time as compared to my breakup with Kevin. Do I really have to starve myself and get myself thin, go drinking and smoking everyday and cry everyday to show that I'm not ok? Or is everyone thinking that I could handle this? Or that they're bored with the quarrels and breakups I have with Feng? Or that they're secretly happy that Feng broke up with me cause I'm just such a sucky gf? Or they are just plain busy?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SRmNIrnQPOI/AAAAAAAAC3k/JFGPxYARtgc/s1600-h/epa1192l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SRmNIrnQPOI/AAAAAAAAC3k/JFGPxYARtgc/s400/epa1192l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267396419472342242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently many people around me are breaking up as well. I know of 4 other friends (2 females and 2 males) that had broken up. Obviously, the 2 males got right up very fast. They're now healing very well..or maybe they're just hiding the fact that they're sad? As for the other 2 females..well, they're tending to their wounds now. Maybe my friends have the same thinking as me? Aiyah..she got so many friends, definitely some of them will be with her. Sigh. Whatever it is, I guess the only person that knows how I really feel is Huiling. Cause everyday in class when I login to MSN, I'll tell her how I felt. Today I called her during my break in between lecture..she said something that hit the nail in the head. She said that she knows I'm hurting..and that just because I don't show it doesn't mean I'm not. And that I don't like to show my weaker side to people. I almost cried when I heard this. But I had told myself that I will not cry..so I tarik my tears and swallow it in. Thanks pal.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I was a sucky girlfriend. I know I deserved the breakup. But come on. I deserve some sympathy as well. Mom said that since I'd so many bfs and been through so many breakups, I should be used to it. -_-" There's no such thing as used to it..cause as I grow older and get into a new relationship, the more love I put in. Therefore with each breakup, my heart hurts more. Jayven had been "scolding" (he claims that he's not scolding me..O..K...whatever. =P) these few days and told me to move on. I'm really trying. But recently I'm having headaches from forcing myself not to think about him. Cause recently I'm dreaming of him every night and he's the first thing on my mind every morning when I wake up to hit that snooze button on my cell. Piangz..when I snooze..he kept running through my mind. Fuck...it's toturing lor.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SRmNIQOjUnI/AAAAAAAAC3c/OaJtsLhpigA/s1600-h/heart-broken.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 396px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SRmNIQOjUnI/AAAAAAAAC3c/OaJtsLhpigA/s400/heart-broken.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267396412120978034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can pick myself up. No one can help me with that except myself. But friends, don't assume that I'm ok just because I look OK. Just because I don't show doesn't mean I'm really ok. Because I made a promise to myself not to cry anymore dosen't mean my heart isn't aching and my head isn't hurting. I need to get out more often. Eugene and me agreed that both of us need life. Seriously..it gets kind of lonely at night and during weekends.....shit...I need a life...I need to study. Exams coming...FUCK!!!!! *Slaps self* I need time to heal...and yes, I still love him. Heart aches when I realised he login to his facebook to add friends..my heart still pounds faster whenever I pass by his house. I'm like a love sick puppy and it sucks. I suck. Life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3044054188297192258?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3044054188297192258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=3044054188297192258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3044054188297192258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3044054188297192258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-not-strong-at-all.html' title='I&apos;m Not Strong At All'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SRmNIrnQPOI/AAAAAAAAC3k/JFGPxYARtgc/s72-c/epa1192l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1542923366560284889</id><published>2008-11-10T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:07:23.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Passed My Accounts Quiz!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SRcJT9HIIuI/AAAAAAAAC3U/5SMvP9p8pW8/s1600-h/rjo0712l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SRcJT9HIIuI/AAAAAAAAC3U/5SMvP9p8pW8/s400/rjo0712l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266688527659705058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember in my &lt;a href="http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/fail-to-prepare-prepare-to-fail.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt; about failing to pass cause I failed to prepare? Ahh!! I passed!! I gotten a 33 marks!! Yeah!!!!!!! Which means I've 13.2% out of 20%!! Yeah...I passed my accounts I passed my accounts!! *Jumps about gleefully*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man...God must really had pitied me that I was unable to study my accounts and unable to concentrate during the quiz that He helped me pass!! By THREE FUCKING MARKS!! LoL. So adding up my quiz, 13.2% + my assignment 1, 4%, I've a total of 17.2% out of 27%!! Lalala...although I'm still hurting but this news certainly brought smiles to my face. LoL. Better not tell Chew, cause he'll definitely score better than me and complain that he scored too little. @#$%&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I really NEVER studied!! And I passed!! Yeah!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1542923366560284889?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1542923366560284889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=1542923366560284889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1542923366560284889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1542923366560284889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-passed-my-accounts-quiz.html' title='I Passed My Accounts Quiz!!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SRcJT9HIIuI/AAAAAAAAC3U/5SMvP9p8pW8/s72-c/rjo0712l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-6865047770578015745</id><published>2008-11-04T04:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T04:45:06.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally....Finished</title><content type='html'>Now 441am..going to sleep soon. Just finished my essay. 2024 words. It's like...damn little lor. Required is 2000 - 2200 words. Damn. Whatever. I'm so shagged out. And I need sleep. And I need to post it in turnitin. Siansation man. Kena cheated just now. Thought really wrote alot. 1700+ words at 3am+. Chey...that included my references, reflections and the stupid cover page..which adds up to 500+ words. @#$%&lt;br /&gt;Nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-6865047770578015745?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/6865047770578015745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/6865047770578015745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/finallyfinished.html' title='Finally....Finished'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1053735362323623774</id><published>2008-11-03T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:53:59.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Checkup Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Going back to CGH tomorrow for a checkup. Under general surgery. Sounds scary. Wonder what I'll do if I've to be on drip...cry I guess. I hate needles. Have to hand in my 2200 word essay tomorrow..and I've yet to finish. Shit. Gotta burn midnight oil tonight. Heng still got 1 ciggie left to see me thru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1053735362323623774?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1053735362323623774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=1053735362323623774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1053735362323623774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1053735362323623774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/11/checkup-tomorrow.html' title='Checkup Tomorrow'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-4170568811090412506</id><published>2008-10-29T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:57:17.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!</title><content type='html'>I had enough. Some of my friends don't know, some of whom are mutual friends also don't know, but me and Feng had broken up again...for the last time. Actually, broken up for almost 2 weeks le, 12 days to be exact. I'm pretty proud of myself this time. I've cried, tried doing silly stuffs, begged and threatened. But I was able to make my mind in 12 days. Enough is enough.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tues, 4 days after we broke up, I was in such a drastic state that I left school halfway..meaning halfway through my 2hr lecture, I left school to go home and cry my heart out. I travelled 1hr to school just to attend that 1hr of class. And I couldn't stop crying. Was crying on the way to school, was crying during class and was crying on way back. I even called him (cause I know he's not working) and I cried alot. Thursday, I called again and asked him to think carefully. His answer is still no. No point he said.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last call to him was Tuesday, cause I was staying at home since my lower abs was giving me problems. But his nonchalent reply (even when I was crying in pain) made me hurt more. He don't even care. I don't know if this is his way of drawing the line or just wanting me to give up. Whatever it was, it really did helped to heal my heart a little.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I saw today was the ultimum. It made me think enough is enough. I happened to login friendster today and I saw that he actually went into friendster (at 7am and 11am) to change his profile to single, delete all of our and my pics from his album and to add a girl. For someone who hadn't used friendster for the past 6 months and for him to actually log on to do this..I guess..really no point. Furthermore, at 7am? He's working leh. At that time leh. Initially saw his profile, I felt my heart ripped open again. Called Huiling to complain and by 10min, I was fuming mad. WHAT THE FUCK!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to go to this extent or not? Anyway, I thought I had enough. Yes I'll still miss him and all. But the crying gotta stop. The mourning gotta stop. It's been a turmoil for me for the past 12 days. Lost 4KG within the first week. I'll move on slowly and heal slowly. But for now..no more crying. If there's any tears left, it's of anger and not hurt.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many of our mutual friends are trying to get us back together. But I know deep inside every single of your minds you're glad we finally ended cause, like what you guys said, it's better this way. What you guys see is the surface only. I thank you guys for your help and everything. But let's just leave things just the way it is now. If it's meant to be, we will be together again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny the fact that I still love him. I can't deny the fact that I think of him very often. But no more crying when I pass his house. No more sadness whenever I think of the things we did or can do together. I lagi cannot deny the fact that I wana get back with him. But then...sigh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now met up with Andre and my earring dropped. It was the earring he bought me. I put it on my hp and when I got up, I forgot about it and it dropped. After bathing, I felt for my ear and remembered that I dropped the earring. I rushed downstairs to search for it. Heng I found it. He still means alot to me. Really he does. But like what Evan said..break le so what? Should heck care and be happy. I know I can be happy..one day. Just not now. I know I would be happier if I'm with him..but then.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough is enough. No more calling him. No more sms-ing him. No more crying. No more tormenting myself. Weekends lonely? Pak game liao lor. If you guys free, can jio me go out le. Oh yah..I went back to smoking. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Feng:&lt;br /&gt;If you find yourself really happier now, so be it. Like what I said, I wanted you to be my last bf. I want us to build a future tomorrow. I wana share your ups and downs and burdens. I can be who you want me to be. And I had proved it. If one day you find that there's a possibility, don't hesitate to give us another try. Maybe by then, we can really start anew and erase the past. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-4170568811090412506?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4170568811090412506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=4170568811090412506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4170568811090412506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4170568811090412506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/enough-is-enough.html' title='ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-603623577185078240</id><published>2008-10-27T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T02:57:34.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Want To Be Admitted</title><content type='html'>Back from A&amp;E. Gonna keep it short cause I'm still in pain and I'm tired. Basically, went CGH A&amp;E to see doctor regarding my lower left abs pains. Could have reached home an hour earlier..but I was asked to do a urine test and there was no urine. I was in the toilet for an hour before I could produce 10ml of urine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an injection. Wasn't so bad. Doctor asked me if I was allergic to anything. To that I replied,"Injections &amp; needles." Think he's in a bad mood cause he told me that with the pain I've on my lower abs, I won't feel the pain of the injection. He was right. Either he's very good jabber or I'm just too weak to feel anything. He told me to remove my shorts and stuck in fingers up my ass. *Ouch* No warning or anything, unlike my family doctor who would ask me to take a deep breath before inserting anything into my anus.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after giving nurse the urine, she tested for pregnancy. -_-" Sheesh. He could have just asked if I was sexually active..to which the answer would be no...not for a very long time anyway. By the way, test was negative la. Nurse made me drink something milky, supposedly for my gastric pain. But I went to vomit everything I had drank since I woke up at 10+pm. It's that jialat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to doctor and he asked if I'm feeling better. Told him slight. But when he press my tummy, I was grimicing in pain. Still pain. He told me to admit hospital, for further checks. I asked him if I will be on drip and he say definitely. I told him no, I wana go home. He kept asking me to consider staying, and that I need a scan. But then it's not confirmed I'll be scanned tomorrow since it's public holiday. No way am I going to be on drip for 2 days till the doctors give me further tests. NO WAY. Furthermore, alone I'll be scared and sleepless. Dun want. So the doctor made me sign a form, the refusal to be admitted form. Think he must be pretty pissed with me. He then referred me to a general surgeon specialist and told me to wait outside for appointment. The nurse asked if I really don't wana be admitted. I told them no, I've a quiz coming up this Thurs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The administrator helping me with the booking of appointment asked me the same thing. Would I rather be admitted now? NO. I DON'T WANT. So I'm asked to go back on Nov 4th for a checkup. If I'm in pain anytime between now and then, I'm free to go back.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was like telling me later go home, cannot drink cold water bla bla bla. Then she chided me in the hospital for not telling her this was a prolonged pain (a couple of years liao, but never had the pain remained for so long). I told mom that I had mentioned it to her before, I even went to family doctor for this problem. Mom, being mom, blamed me for not telling her how painful it was. To this I replied that I did, it's just that she brushed it away saying that it's my sitting posture or my drinking habits.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the problem that the doctor suspected is that either my fallopian tube/ovary or my intestine. If it's fallopian tube, I might lose the whole left side, cause it might be twisted. If it's ovary, it's serious also. Either way, I'll be left infertile and unable to bear children. If it's intestine..well, not that serious I guess cause he kept stressing on my fallopian tube and ovary. I thought all women have 2 fallopian tubes and ovaries? Left side don't have then wait for right side to create eggs lor..no? No wonder my menses is irregular...maybe cause my left ovary close shop liao...whatever it is...I'm pretty low at this moment. God's making fun of me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-603623577185078240?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/603623577185078240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=603623577185078240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/603623577185078240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/603623577185078240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-want-to-be-admitted.html' title='I Don&apos;t Want To Be Admitted'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3827600693019369036</id><published>2008-10-26T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:53:07.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Where On Eve Of Public Holiday?</title><content type='html'>Go CGH lot..I'm here a&amp;e waiting for my name to be called. My side is hurting so much. And apparently I'm not the only one sick. There's about &gt;30 ppl waiting to see doctor. So another place to be on eve of ph..it's so dramatic..some girl is crying hysterically now..compared to her my pain doesn't seem important cause I'm not crying from the pain. Poor girl think she scalded herself..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3827600693019369036?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3827600693019369036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=3827600693019369036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3827600693019369036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3827600693019369036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/go-where-on-eve-of-public-holiday.html' title='Go Where On Eve Of Public Holiday?'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-7938776469628503501</id><published>2008-10-22T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:44:17.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I'm Not OK</title><content type='html'>Today I wasn't feeling ok. So I travelled 50min to school, just to attend 1hr+ of lesson. I couldn't concentrate, so I left the lecture during the break. I didn't attend my tutorial. I went home at 10+. And from 11+ I slept all the way to 1+pm, then from 4+pm I slept all the way till 8+.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so physically and mentally tired. I vomitted again. And headache's killing me. Just ate a panadol extra about 2 hrs ago. Head's still painful. I guess I'll give it another hr and then I'll pop another one in. If this continues, I will go see a doctor on Friday. Whatever is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-7938776469628503501?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7938776469628503501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=7938776469628503501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7938776469628503501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7938776469628503501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-im-not-ok.html' title='I Think I&apos;m Not OK'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-8376312293809253294</id><published>2008-10-22T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:12:45.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I OK?</title><content type='html'>Been having headaches recently. Every night, other than eating my glucosamine sulphate pills, I'm eating panadol extra everyday as well. It has come to a point where the headache is so disgustingly painful, that if I don't eat panadol, I'll vomit. Even if there's nothing to vomit, I will still be able to vomit something out. Just vomitted my Gelare waffles and ice-cream AND the curry I cooked. Waste of my money and effort. Tsk tsk.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called Ling just now. Thanks girl for your listening ear. Hope I didn't scare you when I suddenly burst out crying. Pressure's been great..really pek cek. Sometimes I wish I can turn back the clock and re-do everything. If only life was a game..everytime you do something wrong, just reset and re-do. At least I know I won't do whatever I'm doing now. I'll choose a different path...and maybe, just maybe, I wouldn't be so stressed up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling told me to relax and not set such high expectations. I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm constantly giving myself alot of stress when I know I can't take stress. Psoriasis is getting worse recently. I just hope it won't spread to my face..cause my body now also kena. Damn. I know I will be able to relax 2 years from now..but it's tough right now.....I'm so tired of everything..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, if you don't see me in school anymore or at Bedok, please go Buangkok Green to look for me. I'm that close to losing my mind.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-8376312293809253294?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8376312293809253294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=8376312293809253294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8376312293809253294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8376312293809253294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-i-ok.html' title='Am I OK?'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-7787636531705939351</id><published>2008-10-20T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:04:40.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fail To Prepare, Prepare To Fail</title><content type='html'>Today is my ACFI quiz. ACFI = accounting. Since I failed to prepare, I'm prepared to fail. Chew asked me how was it, and I told him I'm prepared to fail, just praying hard that I don't fail too badly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was unable to concentrate on the studying over the weekend. Something happened that I don't wish to mention it now. And ever since last Thursday, I've been vomitting whatever I eat. So much so that I didn't eat anything during my lunch break today. Yet when I got home after class, I was still able to vomit; my gastric juices that is. Been eating panadol everyday since Saturday. Think I'm under too much stress. I need to get away, need to take a break.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like so....whatever. Headache now. Need to take my daily dosage of panadol. Hope I die from kidney failure right here right now. I'm seriously having doubts about my studying capabilities. Told Chew this morning that I feel like quitting my studies totally and go back to work force. I know I'm crazy..when I mentioned this to Erin this morning, she also say I'm crazy. That's 13K down the drain. I don't know..shall see how. No mood to carry on study..no mood to do anything at the moment. I'm at the lowest point of my life right now. Nothing can be compared to this..not even when Leslie (my poly lecturer's hubby, who happened to be my manager) backstabbed me 2 years+ back. Nopez..this would have to be the lowest point of my life up till now. Everything's not going smoothly...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me die.....silently...quietly....without a sound...without worries.......can't take it anymore..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-7787636531705939351?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7787636531705939351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=7787636531705939351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7787636531705939351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7787636531705939351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/fail-to-prepare-prepare-to-fail.html' title='Fail To Prepare, Prepare To Fail'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-4765177776738108786</id><published>2008-10-14T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:06:03.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Stressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPSy8PwKcMI/AAAAAAAACMg/KmDAqSB_QUE/s1600-h/study_stress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPSy8PwKcMI/AAAAAAAACMg/KmDAqSB_QUE/s400/study_stress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257023413138649282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny why I'm feeling stressed, especially when my mom says I don't really study at all. I've no idea as well. I guess..it's because for the next few weeks (including this week), I'll be having my quizzes. And tomorrow's Econ quiz, which is worth 30%, means alot to me..especially when I'm easily confused. Not forgetting I've accounts quiz next week, followed by Stats presentation the week after, and econs essay the week after, followed by IRHR essay in first week of Nov.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPSyPPWb3LI/AAAAAAAACMQ/iNuqa1sPFws/s1600-h/stressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPSyPPWb3LI/AAAAAAAACMQ/iNuqa1sPFws/s400/stressed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257022639936625842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I guess I'm putting rather lot of stress on myself, especially after realising that I've gotten 2/10 for my stupid IRHR essay. Yesterday Feng came over, and I cried. I guess the pressure's been building up inside me for quite some time. I don't like not knowing what I'm studying. And I can seriously say I don't know alot of things about business. And I hate the calculations. This was the main reason why I chose IT and engineering back in poly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPSyPe-d7aI/AAAAAAAACMY/hnOM0-DY3Mk/s1600-h/stressed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPSyPe-d7aI/AAAAAAAACMY/hnOM0-DY3Mk/s400/stressed1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257022644131065250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feng told me that I need not score a distinction in tomorrow's quiz (I still got 3 fucking long chapters to finish by tonight) and that I should just do my best. If this was poly, which every sememster I just pay $1K, I won't care so much. But it's my last shot at studies. And it's costing me $13K per year, which is about $4K/trimester. It's not a small sum and furthermore..I need to prove to my parents that this is the road I chose and I will do well...apparently passing is not well to them. They're expecting me to get better marks...and my dad's hoping I'll get HD and do my honours...it's killing me....I desperately need to wind down...December hurry come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-4765177776738108786?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4765177776738108786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=4765177776738108786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4765177776738108786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/4765177776738108786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/pretty-stressed.html' title='Pretty Stressed'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPSy8PwKcMI/AAAAAAAACMg/KmDAqSB_QUE/s72-c/study_stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-358413202357180783</id><published>2008-10-12T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:42:09.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Came Early</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIVEf5ZWSI/AAAAAAAACLA/i7YvU744614/s1600-h/DSCF6414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIVEf5ZWSI/AAAAAAAACLA/i7YvU744614/s400/DSCF6414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256286882120685858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!!!!!! After thinking for so long, I've finally bought a mp3 player!! OK let me rephrase..someone sponsored me a mp3 player!! And not just ANY mp3 player...not ipod nano or shuffle or classic...but...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIVEouWLWI/AAAAAAAACLI/FoXMjeBxz3E/s1600-h/DSCF6416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIVEouWLWI/AAAAAAAACLI/FoXMjeBxz3E/s400/DSCF6416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256286884490259810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIVEvHWYKI/AAAAAAAACLQ/cBHeoo3eTbk/s1600-h/DSCF6417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIVEvHWYKI/AAAAAAAACLQ/cBHeoo3eTbk/s400/DSCF6417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256286886205743266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPod touch!! Not iPhone lah...cause I don't really like iPhone leh. Anyway, it looks like an iPhone, works like an iPhone (except can't make calls) and is thinner than an iPhone. My first mp3 player (or whatever you wana call it)!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIVEyyPlaI/AAAAAAAACLY/-9b2S58eWvA/s1600-h/DSCF6419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIVEyyPlaI/AAAAAAAACLY/-9b2S58eWvA/s400/DSCF6419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256286887190959522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me is one happy girl. Thank you uncle!! My youngest uncle (dad's youngest bro) passed $650 to my cousin who was coming to SG, and called me to ensure I buy the 32G iTouch. THANK YOU!! He said that this is an incentive for me...for being back in school to study. ^_^  And all these while I thought he neglected me cause I'm the only Singaporean among my relatives....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIVFBAOL9I/AAAAAAAACLg/NSh0cam_QoY/s1600-h/DSCF6424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIVFBAOL9I/AAAAAAAACLg/NSh0cam_QoY/s400/DSCF6424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256286891007684562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL. He didn't lor!! $650 SGD is equals to roughly $1200++ ringgit lor!! Steady pom pi pi!! Anyway, went to buy it just now nia, so I can use on the way to school tomorrow! Yeah!! No more boring MRT rides!! I had downloaded those free applications from Apple website before I even bought the iPod lor!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIWp2ZQssI/AAAAAAAACMI/Dp4ff1FEuS8/s1600-h/DSCF6429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIWp2ZQssI/AAAAAAAACMI/Dp4ff1FEuS8/s400/DSCF6429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256288623326704322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!! Bear with me lah..me is so happy!! Muahahhaha...slide to unlock...first time I'm so happy playing with a touch screen..cause it's mine!! ALL MINE!! *Muahahahaha*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIWpLlConI/AAAAAAAACLo/-g0CTeBNUgY/s1600-h/DSCF6428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIWpLlConI/AAAAAAAACLo/-g0CTeBNUgY/s400/DSCF6428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256288611833389682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a leather pouch on the Apple website and when I was at the Apple store (Parkway), I requested for the same pouch. The lady who attended to me showed me the leather casing. She looked at me apologetically and told me they have only green and brown left. I was so happy lor!! I asked for the green immediately. Green my favourite color lor! Then she gave me a very weird look and said I'm the first lady to buy green. Dotz..I don't buy green then I buy pink ah? *Yucks* Oh yah..the apple sticker was pasted on by me..nothing else better to do. LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIWpTXDV4I/AAAAAAAACLw/VuXlo05EVMI/s1600-h/DSCF6434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIWpTXDV4I/AAAAAAAACLw/VuXlo05EVMI/s400/DSCF6434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256288613922199426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIWpZRY4vI/AAAAAAAACL4/908NGTZB4NI/s1600-h/DSCF6435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIWpZRY4vI/AAAAAAAACL4/908NGTZB4NI/s400/DSCF6435.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256288615509058290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my applications!!! Now I'm still downloading applications lor..see got what nice applications to download. Alot of free ones on their website..but you've to download iTunes first. Cool man..but this doesn't mean I'll change my HP lappie for an iMac. I still love my HP. Did I mention that the iPod touch is so thin? It's only 8mm for God's sake!! *Salivating*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIWpgrurDI/AAAAAAAACMA/hyfaSzrtpSY/s1600-h/DSCF6436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIWpgrurDI/AAAAAAAACMA/hyfaSzrtpSY/s400/DSCF6436.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256288617498586162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till now, I've uploaded about 200 songs le. Still got another 25G or so left. Waiting for sugar daddy to pass me his songs. I see my list mostly Chinese one..quite boring. I want English songs and I only have 100+ nia. Sigh. Nvm lah..can last me to school and back can liao. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK me gotta hurry go download somemore apps and go sleep le. Class tml..and meeting Feng to watch movie. Yeah!! *Hugz uncle Nam* Thank you once again for the iPod Touch!!!!!! Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-358413202357180783?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/358413202357180783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=358413202357180783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/358413202357180783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/358413202357180783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/christmas-came-early.html' title='Christmas Came Early'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SPIVEf5ZWSI/AAAAAAAACLA/i7YvU744614/s72-c/DSCF6414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-465097903679009520</id><published>2008-10-08T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:03:48.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am A Murderer</title><content type='html'>I thought it would be a great idea to wake up the town council. I thought they would warn the keepers and life would be better. I thought they would do something else. I thought I had done a great thing since many people are complaining. I didn't know I would become a murderer. I didn't know that they are no longer around cause they were culled, and that the remaining ones were being saved.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blur? Well, there were many cats at my block till I myself can't tahan. Friends who know me, knows that I love cats. I prefer cats to dogs. But then, the number of cats at my block were getting more and more, till I couldn't stand it myself. Especially when they mate outside my corridor at the wee hours and shit everywhere. They are not cute. The smell of their urine is so overpowering till I've to close my windows just so that I can't smell the stench. My dad told me many times to complain to town council, which I did. But they did no action. One day I took pictures of the cats. They were wearing collars and someone was feeding them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad told me to complain to Stomp. Which I did. And the day the news was published on Stomp (believed it was removed le), I received email from them, requesting me to contact the cat welfare society. I didn't cause it was my dad's problem and I was just acting his orders. I was busy with school anyway. I ignored the email. I had told my dad to call, but his reply was," Cat welfare? They care for the welfare of the cats only. What about human?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't know was, if I had called that day, I wouldn't be a murderer...indirectly that is. Less than 1 week after I sent the story to Stomp, the number of cats reduced by half (which still leaves about 5 - 6 cats). Town council had also put up a notice regarding feeding the cats. What I didn't know was that the missing cats were culled. I really don't know. Sorry kitties. I didn't know it was the Stomp article I wrote that brought your deaths. I'm really sorry. =[&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have known if I hadn't called the cat welfare just now. I should have continued to ignore the email or get my dad to call. At least I wouldn't feel as guilty as I do now..neither would I feel that I'm partly responsible for their deaths. I screamed at dad just now, blaming him for making me a murderer. His reply was," You're not the one doing the killing. The whole block will thank you for it." How come I don't feel good hearing this? I feel guilty lah...and I cried. I really didn't know it would get so out of hand. I thought HDB or town council would warn the couple who were keeping the cats. I thought they would bring them to SPCA or something. I didn't know the cats would be culled like crows...I really don't know...now I'm a murderer..can anyone reduce my guilt? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-465097903679009520?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/465097903679009520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=465097903679009520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/465097903679009520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/465097903679009520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-murderer.html' title='I Am A Murderer'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-542861771679821473</id><published>2008-10-08T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T13:29:03.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH!! I need a break</title><content type='html'>Next week I'm having quiz. Piangz..30% lor!! It's econs. The only subject that I can try to score in cause all logic. Stats gone case liao. Accounts not much hope. IRHR (organizational behaviour) lagi jialat. Heard from Chew that 60% of the students from previous cohort failed this subject. Piangz! I want a D or a HD one leh...econs lah.....sob.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn stressed up. Lips beginning to swell again. Now I'm in school library with Chew. Have to study econs (micro) and edit my group mate's work for Stats. Piangz...I need a break...can't wait for Dec to come then I've 3 weeks holidays. Sigh.......tml going to celebrate Feng's bday. LoL. Tml then I post what I'd bought for him. =P Me go study liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-542861771679821473?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/542861771679821473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=542861771679821473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/542861771679821473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/542861771679821473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/argh-i-need-break.html' title='ARGH!! I need a break'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-5188683999979423107</id><published>2008-10-06T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:25:40.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACFI1001 Assignment 1 Results Out</title><content type='html'>Yeah! I got 20/35!! Which means for assignment 1, I've got 4% out of 7%. Although not very high, but I'm pretty happy and proud of it cause I didn't know I had to hand in the assignment until 2 hours before the hand in time. If Chew didn't tell me during lecture, I wouldn't have gotten 20 at all. If he hadn't lent me his hp and download the questions, I wouldn't have gotten my 4%. Thanks Chew!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing was, the section 1, I only got about 4/16. Which sucks. That part needed research lah. But what research can I do during a 2hr lecture? My section 2 pulled me up. I've gotten 16/19!!! Which is like..yeah!! Cause section 2 is doing of the balance sheet, which was something I sucked at! And I got 16!!!! YEAH!! If I had done the research, maybe I would have gotten more. Anyway, this boosted my confidence a little in accounting. Feng was pretty proud of me. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a headache..need to bathe and sleep le. Shit. Night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-5188683999979423107?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5188683999979423107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=5188683999979423107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5188683999979423107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5188683999979423107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/acfi1001-assignment-1-results-out.html' title='ACFI1001 Assignment 1 Results Out'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-2077168133096280379</id><published>2008-10-06T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:08:14.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Demoralising Grades</title><content type='html'>Argh!! I just checked my IRHR essay results. I've gotten a 2/10. A fucking &lt;big&gt;2&lt;/big&gt; out of 10. Other than failing this stupid essay, it also means that I'm the poorest among my group members (2 of them gotten 3/10) and that I'm not suitable for studying, like my mom had mentioned last night. I'm damn demoralised now. I was just hoping for a 5 marks..or at least a 4 marks. Shitty asshole.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!! *Slams wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-2077168133096280379?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2077168133096280379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=2077168133096280379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2077168133096280379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2077168133096280379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/demoralising-grades.html' title='Demoralising Grades'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-6465199136778102375</id><published>2008-10-05T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T01:21:48.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Closest Ones Can Hurt You The Most</title><content type='html'>Just had a quarrel with mom. She said something hurting. I realised if the same sentence were to come out from someone whom I don't care about, it wouldn't hurt at all. But hearing what my mom said, it really hurts alot. And I was so angry I stormed out of her room and banged my door. Nuff said. Feng says I should learn to control my emotions. Hello. Just because you're heartless doesn't mean I can. Just because you can ignore whatever negative things anyone says about you doesn't mean I can. You're not me. You were not brought up in a way that you've to prove to other people that you're good. Life sucks. Will blog about my idol tomorrow or something. Nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-6465199136778102375?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6465199136778102375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=6465199136778102375' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/6465199136778102375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/6465199136778102375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/only-closest-ones-can-hurt-you-most.html' title='Only Closest Ones Can Hurt You The Most'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-7149549942915174913</id><published>2008-10-02T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T08:50:15.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I In 3rd Dimension?</title><content type='html'>Today's so weird. I realised my hp was slow, which means I'm waking up 10min later than I should. Yet I could finish my breakfast (a glass of milk) and walk out of my house at 0742, which is according to my Starhub top time. When reaching the bus stop, I saw an empty 60, which I told myself I should take. I slowly walk and still could catch up to the bus. It was very empty all right, only 3 passengers at my stop. The next few bus stops also had very little people. What's wrong? Nobody working today?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NVM. MRT will have alot of people as usual..so I thought. Today it's empty lor!!! I guess the people boarding at Lavender must be in a puzzle cause there's too much space and they're used to squeezing on the bus. And I reached Tiong Bahru at 0833. Damn early lor. It took me less than the usual 50min today to reach school. Even had time to buy latte at Macs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's funny is usually there'll be a long line at Tiong Bahru plaza taxi stand. Today zilch. And usually there's this line of people waiting for a chartered bus. No queue today. Am I going to school on a wrong day or is everyone not working today? Weird. Anyway my lect here liao. Gotta go for class. I'm in the library..and same..NOBODY. Guess I'm in a 3rd dimension today........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-7149549942915174913?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7149549942915174913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=7149549942915174913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7149549942915174913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7149549942915174913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-i-in-3rd-dimension.html' title='Am I In 3rd Dimension?'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-128910057874179662</id><published>2008-09-28T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:23:48.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braces'/><title type='text'>1 Month 1 Week Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SN8gUguSpuI/AAAAAAAACKw/km0m3q057So/s1600-h/DSCF5926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SN8gUguSpuI/AAAAAAAACKw/km0m3q057So/s400/DSCF5926.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250951227290855138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered the miracle of braces? I gotten my brackets on in Aug, Aug 21st to be exact. ($600 paid!) Back then my friends told me my teeth didn't looked that bad without braces. But with braces, it just showed how crooked it was. LoL. Ya just look at the 2 front teeth. I went to the dentist yesterday for my first follow up..and the difference is amazing in just a short 5 weeks..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SN8gU6IxIcI/AAAAAAAACK4/wt217dCpsyg/s1600-h/DSCF6121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SN8gU6IxIcI/AAAAAAAACK4/wt217dCpsyg/s400/DSCF6121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250951234112790978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADAH!! In case you were wondering, my teeth didn't get whiter. It's just that the wires tying my brackets were removed and in place, rubber bands were put. Actually my teeth got a little straighter by end of 2nd week. Now, it's not obvious anymore that I've braces!! Yeah!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, yesterday my dentist put 2 metal rings around two of my bottom 2nd last teeth and it hurts like hell. The metal rings were cutting my tongue and by end of yesterday, my tongue was bleeding. I couldn't eat, speak nor swallow. Things are better today. I managed to eat a bowl of porridge in 2 hours. The pain I'm going through to be pretty. I must be mad. Oh yah, from yesterday onwards, my monthly payment will only be $160!! Yeah!! I'm running low on my reserves liao. =P I'll be putting brackets on my lower teeth next month...so got 1 month for me to eat whatever I can. Cause with braces, the teeth feels as if they're dropping off and has no strength. I can't chew on chicken bones nor bite off mushrooms. I've to chew slowly and cut everything into bite size. Is this why those people with braces actually slim down? LoL. OK gotta go get ready. I'm sending my nanny off on her last journey later...ciaoz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-128910057874179662?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/128910057874179662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=128910057874179662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/128910057874179662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/128910057874179662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/1-month-1-week-later.html' title='1 Month 1 Week Later'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SN8gUguSpuI/AAAAAAAACKw/km0m3q057So/s72-c/DSCF5926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-933573282968560184</id><published>2008-09-24T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:18:48.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Too Late....Again....</title><content type='html'>I just received news from my nanny's daughter that my nanny had just passed away. I'm in shock now. This nanny used to be my neighbour who lived 3 doors away. This was also the same nanny that looked after me since I was 6 mths old till I was in primary 5. She moved away when I was in sec 1. She moved to Jalan Tenaga, just 3 bus stops away. But ever since she moved, I've never been to visit her except once. I kept telling my mom that I would go over during CNY, but it never happened.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's gone. I wanted to visit her. Really. She lived very near to my student and I was thinking of dropping by. Now it's too late. Now...I can only go to her wake. She was the one who taught me so much about Christianity, till I told my mom I wanted to be a Christian when I was younger. She was the one who made ngor hiam and made sure she gave me plenty cause I liked it so much. She was the one who taught me hokkien when I was younger till I told everyone I'm a Hokkien instead of Hainanese. Too late le. I no longer can tell her that I'm currently studying uni. I can no longer taste her ngor hiam. I can no longer call her 'mi mi' (short for mummy). I'm sorry for not visiting you. Think the last time I saw her was during her mother-in-law's funeral back in 1998. 10 years le. Really sorry....forgive me can mi mi...I missed you. I'm really sorry.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-933573282968560184?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/933573282968560184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=933573282968560184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/933573282968560184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/933573282968560184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-too-lateagain.html' title='I&apos;m Too Late....Again....'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3876217598798141779</id><published>2008-09-24T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:31:53.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed Up Again</title><content type='html'>Why I so easily stressed? My lips are swollen again. Damn. Just got rid of the swollen lips after handing in my essay. Then now swollen again. Why? Cause tml got quiz!! ARGH!! Later must study liao. Haven't do finish my assignment which is due tml somemore. Sigh. Must jiayou and work hard later. Take a break now first. Ciaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3876217598798141779?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3876217598798141779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=3876217598798141779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3876217598798141779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3876217598798141779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/stressed-up-again.html' title='Stressed Up Again'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1517670075315493009</id><published>2008-09-22T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:27:56.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GCA and The Sims 2</title><content type='html'>I went GCA on Sat with Feng. Wanted to drop a surprise for him cause one of the games he's playing will be having an exhibition there. Sadly we couldn't find Asiasoft (my bad..saw wrongly) else we could have bought some MS cards. However, I knew Ubisoft (creator of Settlers I and II), EA games (The Sims! C&amp;C etc) and Viwawa will be there. I told Feng no matter what I'm getting the latest expansion pack for The Sims 2 - Apartment life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SNekk1Qcp5I/AAAAAAAACKo/QgfbIQHx0jg/s1600-h/DSCF6111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SNekk1Qcp5I/AAAAAAAACKo/QgfbIQHx0jg/s400/DSCF6111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248844843401914258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited for the expansion pack since March or April. And it was released in Aug. Piangz, I waited so long then didn't buy cause it's $40+ lor. In the end we went to EA games counter and I did the deed. Not only that, I pre-ordered an add on, which will be out in Oct or Nov I guess. And like that, within 10min, I spent $70. -_-"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SNekkdKmkwI/AAAAAAAACKg/o-d_jfhzABM/s1600-h/DSCF6113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SNekkdKmkwI/AAAAAAAACKg/o-d_jfhzABM/s400/DSCF6113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248844836934947586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm one happy girl lor!! Just look!! It's complete as of now!! I've ALL expansion packs and add ons available!! And note that they're all &lt;i&gt;ORIGINAL&lt;/i&gt;. Jiawei says I'm crazy to buy original games. Feng couldn't comprehend why I kept on buying and buying. How much in total did I spend? Minus the first 2, The Sims 2 and The Sims University, I should have spent more than $500 on these games. All I know is those yellow ones costs $25.90 (25.90 X 7), the expansion packs costs around $45.90 (45.90 x 6) and the Happy Holidays version costs $39.90. Total..$496.80. That's exluding the pre-order add on which costs $25.90. The first 2 were given to me by friends. LoL. Oh ya, did I mention The Sims 3 is coming out next year? LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in total bliss. Except wasn't that happy when I was paying though. The guy (should be from Comics Connection or EA or whatever) was damn rude and arrogant. Give me attitude somemore. Kept telling me that the expansion pack I'm buying is for PC only. HELLO! Lao niang me had been playing with The Sims longer than you had been drinking milk lor!! I started playing this game at age of 17 when the game was still in 2D format and the characters can't drive their cars to work and kids won't grow up. *Slaps* And total is &gt;$30 that's why I'm using credit card. Fucker. My maths not that bad. Know the situation before being sarcarstic to lao niang ok. @#$%&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the convention wasn't that much fun though. Me and Feng missed the DotA competition. Imagine being paid $5000 to play games. Only saw the people playing CS, which I sucked at. Quite sad. Models there not pretty also. Like very young and seriously, I would prefer the babes at car shows or even IT shows. At least their figures better than the GCA ones. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, spent about less than an hour there and I left cause we were rushing to catch a movie. Furthermore nothing much to see. The best booth ought to be the EA games and Nintendo one. The rest...sigh. Chew was there with his gf, but he couldn't get thru to me and we no fate. Saded. OK..gotta ciaoz. Wana play an hr of The Sims before I sleep tonight. LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1517670075315493009?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1517670075315493009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1517670075315493009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/gca-and-sims-2.html' title='GCA and The Sims 2'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SNekk1Qcp5I/AAAAAAAACKo/QgfbIQHx0jg/s72-c/DSCF6111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-3030057253841771757</id><published>2008-09-18T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T13:08:25.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Anything Also Can But Don't Get Caught</title><content type='html'>LoL. I'm in class right now..and I'm the 3rd pc away from my lecturer. Do anything also can just don't get caught. Heng I can type without looking at the keyboard. Hahahhaha..will update tonight. Got a few drafts haven 't write finish yet. Chew keep looking at my screen. Shoo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is a histogram. Norminal variable." *Yawn*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-3030057253841771757?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3030057253841771757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/3030057253841771757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-anything-also-can-but-dont-get.html' title='Do Anything Also Can But Don&apos;t Get Caught'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-146733694256729219</id><published>2008-09-17T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:23:22.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Help To Vote!</title><content type='html'>Please help to vote my 2 biao jies and 1 biaomei in the Toshiba makeover competition! All you have to do is go &lt;a href="http://www.domoreinstyle.com/LiveYourColour/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and register to vote. Multiple votes are allowed. Choose 'Browse Red' and vote the following contestants!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SM_bR-6hljI/AAAAAAAACKI/qx7-k_0sL0Q/s1600-h/cwlvivi%40yahoo_com_sg_7963209raw_70551_tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SM_bR-6hljI/AAAAAAAACKI/qx7-k_0sL0Q/s400/cwlvivi%40yahoo_com_sg_7963209raw_70551_tmp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246653192902645298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivienne Chua - Er jie&lt;br /&gt;She's a mother of 2 lor! Recently just gave birth to a son. Ex-SIA stewardess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SM_bna8XiII/AAAAAAAACKY/E_MYKu0-9AU/s1600-h/milk_bone81%40hotmail_com_19544914raw_94814_tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SM_bna8XiII/AAAAAAAACKY/E_MYKu0-9AU/s400/milk_bone81%40hotmail_com_19544914raw_94814_tmp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246653561203820674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Chua - San jie (but I call her biaojie or by her nick)&lt;br /&gt;She's single!!! Anyone interested?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SM_bnEvBMdI/AAAAAAAACKQ/B3QilsGLrDs/s1600-h/icesolid_10%40yahoo_com_sg_27999450raw_34583_tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SM_bnEvBMdI/AAAAAAAACKQ/B3QilsGLrDs/s400/icesolid_10%40yahoo_com_sg_27999450raw_34583_tmp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246653555242250706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ee Ling - Biao Mei&lt;br /&gt;She's also known as Elva Hsiao lookalike. Those who had seen her in real life before that is. Ex-stewardess. Sorry guys. She's married.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, still can help to vote right? I can tell you the photographer sucks. My biaojies and biaomei are prettier in real life and even in their normal photo taking, they look much prettier than these photos. This I sompah. Anyway, please help to vote!! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-146733694256729219?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/146733694256729219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=146733694256729219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/146733694256729219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/146733694256729219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/please-help-to-vote.html' title='Please Help To Vote!'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SM_bR-6hljI/AAAAAAAACKI/qx7-k_0sL0Q/s72-c/cwlvivi%40yahoo_com_sg_7963209raw_70551_tmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-8476948749442573098</id><published>2008-09-16T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:13:24.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I Am A Canivore..So I Thought</title><content type='html'>Wanted to go Carnivore for a very long time. So last month, Feng brought me to the Vivo branch and it was our first time there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUSPKrKxHI/AAAAAAAACJU/_iaWPfW4IgI/s1600-h/150820081276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUSPKrKxHI/AAAAAAAACJU/_iaWPfW4IgI/s400/150820081276.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243617392915563634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me is jiak bak (eat meat), I like meat. My cousin-in-law called me and my cousin carnivores cause we like to eat meat. Just look at the choices available lor!! I'm spoilt for choices man!! I'm a beef girl..not just that I'm beefy in size, but I like beef!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMURRzkwbNI/AAAAAAAACIs/uWiq7CiCjCc/s1600-h/150820081272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMURRzkwbNI/AAAAAAAACIs/uWiq7CiCjCc/s400/150820081272.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243616338742635730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMURR2f22VI/AAAAAAAACI0/QCNqFaBeg3I/s1600-h/150820081273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMURR2f22VI/AAAAAAAACI0/QCNqFaBeg3I/s400/150820081273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243616339527391570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part is a little like Marche though. When you show the green side, the waiters will keep serving you meat and coming to ask if you want this or that. But it doesn't seem so effective cause even though both Feng and me had put the red color, we had waiters coming up to us asking if we still want more meat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUSO4KE2II/AAAAAAAACJM/qYPw6u8lB3U/s1600-h/150820081271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUSO4KE2II/AAAAAAAACJM/qYPw6u8lB3U/s400/150820081271.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243617387944925314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was highly recommended by the staff. It's some Brazil soda drink. Don't know why got Japanese words. Tastes like Zapple la.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMURRl7ytyI/AAAAAAAACIk/FtGdoqOEZEc/s1600-h/150820081270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMURRl7ytyI/AAAAAAAACIk/FtGdoqOEZEc/s400/150820081270.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243616335081158434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salad is buffet style. Take all you want if you can finish all. Took some octopus, creamy cai xin (I prefer Billy Bomber's creamy spinach), eggplant, sauteed onions, potato salad, some cherry tomatoes and pasta. The potato salad not nice de. In the end I threw the whole load of potato on Feng's plate. =]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMURSS_hjlI/AAAAAAAACJE/BuORX7_zSe8/s1600-h/150820081275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMURSS_hjlI/AAAAAAAACJE/BuORX7_zSe8/s400/150820081275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243616347176406610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiter told us if we find the meat too saltish, add the thing on the left. If we find it too oily and sickening, eat some salsa on the right. In the middle were 2 small cheese bread which we ate before I remembered to take this pic. LoL. So paiseh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMURSDu80cI/AAAAAAAACI8/Y2vRdCYe-6o/s1600-h/150820081274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMURSDu80cI/AAAAAAAACI8/Y2vRdCYe-6o/s400/150820081274.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243616343080358338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piangz, I eat finish these and I couldn't move le lor. Waste of money. And I thought I was a carnivore. But after finishing these, I actually went to vomit (meat overload) and since I don't like salsa, I had to bear with it. But let me tell you which is the nicest. It's not the beef though..it's the lamb. DAMN NICE!! Oh yah, Gene says must try their pineapples. Since I don't like pineapples, I didn't try. Neither did Feng cause he knows I can't stand the smell. LoL. OK. End liao. So in conclusion, I'm not really a hardcore carnivore afterall! LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-8476948749442573098?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8476948749442573098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=8476948749442573098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8476948749442573098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8476948749442573098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-canivoreso-i-thought.html' title='I Am A Canivore..So I Thought'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUSPKrKxHI/AAAAAAAACJU/_iaWPfW4IgI/s72-c/150820081276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-7558707285182828330</id><published>2008-09-11T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:17:08.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Different Occasions - Red &amp; White</title><content type='html'>I'm currently at M Hotel waiting for the wedding to start. I'm so bored here cause silly Vera only invited me from our secondary school. The remaining guests are her colleagues and friends from JC and uni.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me is bored lor! I'm put with her colleagues I guess..anyway..as I mentioned..one red one white. A friend's father just passed away today and I was informed while on the way home from school today. I'll be going down for the wake tml cause today's Vera's big day..have to give her face. Love you girl..thanks for inviting me to the wedding..but hurry start la! @%£*&amp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml have to go school..yawn..me is tired de..now 815 le..should have stayed home till later..lol..ok me go fa dai liao and see if I can login to msn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-7558707285182828330?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7558707285182828330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=7558707285182828330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7558707285182828330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/7558707285182828330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-different-occasions-red-white.html' title='2 Different Occasions - Red &amp; White'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1046218577054585013</id><published>2008-09-10T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:57:59.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Ala Carte Buffet @ Paramount Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUJqBS6ZLI/AAAAAAAACFM/Lb5GCEFdrHM/s1600-h/060920081294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUJqBS6ZLI/AAAAAAAACFM/Lb5GCEFdrHM/s400/060920081294.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243607958649726130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sat after studying at Simei, my parents picked me up and we went to &lt;a href="http://www.tunglok.com/paramount/print/info.html"&gt;Paramount Restaurant&lt;/a&gt; for dinner. We made a reservation for 4 at 6:30pm. And we were there at 630pm. Supposedly to go there for dinner and ever since Thomas' wedding, I've been craving for their ee-fu noodles.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULnd_S3uI/AAAAAAAACHU/XVvXbKvbcJ0/s1600-h/060920081314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULnd_S3uI/AAAAAAAACHU/XVvXbKvbcJ0/s400/060920081314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243610113835720418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom suggested we go for the &lt;a href="http://www.tunglok.com/paramount/print/menus.html#buffets"&gt;ala carte buffet&lt;/a&gt;. This one gotta ask specially as it's not stated on the menu or anything. Get 4 or more pax and then you can enjoy this special rate. Order anything you want from the special menu as many times as you want. Take note though, those menu in boxes can only be ordered once per pax.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUJqJTZUNI/AAAAAAAACFU/hz7lp3OeS1M/s1600-h/060920081296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUJqJTZUNI/AAAAAAAACFU/hz7lp3OeS1M/s400/060920081296.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243607960799236306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered salmon sashimi..it was so fresh till we ordered 3 plates of this! Too bad they didn't provide lemon slices. Just soy sauce and wasabi. It would taste better with lemon...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUJqXSTIqI/AAAAAAAACFc/picJF3vnL8c/s1600-h/060920081297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUJqXSTIqI/AAAAAAAACFc/picJF3vnL8c/s400/060920081297.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243607964552733346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Beijing roast duck. Not crispy de. It tastes like normal duck. And skin little lotsa meat. I mean, the main idea of Beijing roast duck is to eat the skin only right? But ok lah, not bad. Tung Lok leh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUJqmxQJaI/AAAAAAAACFk/GkTe-vW7hIg/s1600-h/060920081299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUJqmxQJaI/AAAAAAAACFk/GkTe-vW7hIg/s400/060920081299.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243607968709092770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 油浸笋壳鱼 (fried Soon Hock). Dad liked this so much we ordered 2 plates. It's not small also wor. And it's tasty. Seriously nice. Both plates we ate till left bones only. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUJq1tEJHI/AAAAAAAACFs/2E38CaBkrI4/s1600-h/060920081300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUJq1tEJHI/AAAAAAAACFs/2E38CaBkrI4/s400/060920081300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243607972718060658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the mini buddha jump over wall that mom and my aunt ordered. Don't really like it. It tastes like herbal chicken soup. According to my mom, there's abalone inside and some other stuff. I still don't like it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUKp6cHf3I/AAAAAAAACF0/yoMfXTSa4EA/s1600-h/060920081301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUKp6cHf3I/AAAAAAAACF0/yoMfXTSa4EA/s400/060920081301.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243609056320913266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamed life prawns. Need I say more? Fresh and hot. Too bad daddy sway, he got one that wasn't fresh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUKqWtk7DI/AAAAAAAACF8/d71vuZvgjoY/s1600-h/060920081302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUKqWtk7DI/AAAAAAAACF8/d71vuZvgjoY/s400/060920081302.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243609063910337586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sautéed Scallops with Celery in X.O. Sauce. Scallops damn nice! But I don't like celery so I just "attacked" the scallop.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUKqqDBtoI/AAAAAAAACGE/cXY_EYtt-1A/s1600-h/060920081303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUKqqDBtoI/AAAAAAAACGE/cXY_EYtt-1A/s400/060920081303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243609069100578434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sharks fin soup!!! NICE!!! My aunt said a bowl of starch. But I still find it nice and tasty. Cause I like shark fin soup ma. Haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUKq1_78eI/AAAAAAAACGM/te5xq4UJWdw/s1600-h/060920081304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUKq1_78eI/AAAAAAAACGM/te5xq4UJWdw/s400/060920081304.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243609072308842978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dad's favourite: Poached Spinach with Three Eggs. I would prefer the one at &lt;a href="http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/dinner-seafood-paradise.html"&gt; Seafood Paradise&lt;/a&gt; though.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUKq1M-90I/AAAAAAAACGU/eQfVVtkP4Uc/s1600-h/060920081305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUKq1M-90I/AAAAAAAACGU/eQfVVtkP4Uc/s400/060920081305.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243609072095131458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 十全药材烧鸭 (roast duck with chinese herbs) is WOW I tell you. If I wasn't that full already, I would have ordered another one. Can fight with Dian xiao er lor. This is what roast duck should be; crispy skin and tender meat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULI2Gt1DI/AAAAAAAACGc/nfnDnBxet88/s1600-h/060920081306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULI2Gt1DI/AAAAAAAACGc/nfnDnBxet88/s400/060920081306.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243609587733353522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this hsould be "Nan Jing" Style marinated Duck Meat. I don't like this. Cause I can't eat the wings due to my braces. I ate a little of the meat though but it lost to the roast duck with chinese herbs. We didn't finish the whole thing. Not nice de.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULIylSg2I/AAAAAAAACGk/g5kAaKsFBO8/s1600-h/060920081307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULIylSg2I/AAAAAAAACGk/g5kAaKsFBO8/s400/060920081307.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243609586787844962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought Crystal Jade has the nicest Braised Spicy Eggplant with Minced Pork in Claypot. That is until I tried this. From that day onwards, I'm beginning to love this more than the one at Crystal Jade. It has salted fish inside!! I like.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULJHD9sAI/AAAAAAAACGs/Q1iH_2gTC0c/s1600-h/060920081308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULJHD9sAI/AAAAAAAACGs/Q1iH_2gTC0c/s400/060920081308.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243609592285212674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like sweet and sour pork but I don't like yam ring. So this dish, Sweet and Sour Pork served in Yam Ring, doesn't really suit me. Furthermore the pork isn't very nice. I prefer the one at Huang Jia, Kallang Leisurepark. That one has the best sweet and sour pork I'd eaten so far.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULJe4z3-I/AAAAAAAACG0/zS926Dj4yjs/s1600-h/060920081309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULJe4z3-I/AAAAAAAACG0/zS926Dj4yjs/s400/060920081309.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243609598680883170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom ordered Seafood Salad with Fresh Fruits. Each pax has ½ a prawn each and ½ a crabstick. But then this isn't the special box de, so can order as many as you want. It's nice, but dad forbid me to take too much seafood as I'm allergic to them, so we only ordered one plate. =[&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULJpy6b9I/AAAAAAAACG8/qcwC3yP0Qu4/s1600-h/060920081310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULJpy6b9I/AAAAAAAACG8/qcwC3yP0Qu4/s400/060920081310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243609601608937426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 吊烧童子鸡 (Cantonese roast chicken) is the same one served at Thomas' wedding. The skin is crispy and the meat is so tender, it seemed easy to eat even with my braces. My favourite kind. They have a small dish of salt and pepper for taste. =]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULmz6hSRI/AAAAAAAACHE/bC0jp6a3GHg/s1600-h/060920081311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULmz6hSRI/AAAAAAAACHE/bC0jp6a3GHg/s400/060920081311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243610102541404434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main purpose is this!! My ee-fu noodles!! But damn full by then, so only ate one bowl. Furthermore, it tastes nicer during Thomas' wedding. =P But then my parents and aunt agreed that it's nice. Aunt even said that the noodles must be flown in from HK daily. Which I don't think so. But it's nice, nicer than wherever I had eaten.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULnHsuBXI/AAAAAAAACHM/7ag-o-zUsjc/s1600-h/060920081315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULnHsuBXI/AAAAAAAACHM/7ag-o-zUsjc/s400/060920081315.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243610107852227954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. After dinner must take dessert ma!! Chilled Sago Cream with Honey Dew is the way to go!! I ordered 2 servings of this!! Too damn nice!!!!! Piangz, now I got craving for this liao. Lots of sago and desserts are supposed to be sweet. Sweet! I like..LoL. *Drool*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULnv8xBOI/AAAAAAAACHc/_7MWT3h_Xyg/s1600-h/060920081298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMULnv8xBOI/AAAAAAAACHc/_7MWT3h_Xyg/s400/060920081298.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243610118656951522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered Century Eggs with Pickled Ginger as well as Glutinous Dumpling with Sesame Filling. Total bill? Around $160. Yes, it comes up to about $40/pax. But then we got to eat so many dishes, and furthermore, we had $20 voucher! Yeah! Actually quite wu hua (value for money) since we can order lots of stuff. If we were to order ala carte, I doubt we can have that many dishes for $160. I can't wait for the next trip down. I want my honeydew sago.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1046218577054585013?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1046218577054585013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=1046218577054585013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1046218577054585013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1046218577054585013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/ala-carte-buffet-paramount-restaurant.html' title='Ala Carte Buffet @ Paramount Restaurant'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUJqBS6ZLI/AAAAAAAACFM/Lb5GCEFdrHM/s72-c/060920081294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-108732191568860668</id><published>2008-09-09T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:29:03.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Sofra - Turkish Food In Singapore</title><content type='html'>This is a very back dated entry that I didn't have the time...or mood to update. On National Day, me and Feng decided to go out and grab something to eat, shun bian catch a movie. So he suggested going Shaw and I suggested going to &lt;a href="http://www.sofra.com.sg/"&gt;Sofra&lt;/a&gt; to have dinner. It was his first time and my 3rd time there. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPXd4hQQI/AAAAAAAACHk/roH3b99IS4A/s1600-h/090820081256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPXd4hQQI/AAAAAAAACHk/roH3b99IS4A/s400/090820081256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243614236975907074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not water or anything. Feng ordered a Turkish coffee if I'm not wrong. And the cup was that small. But the power of the caffine...WOW I tell you. It's gao gao (thick) one lor. Best was the grounded coffee seeds were settled at the bottom so when he was about to finish the drink, he ate alot of coffee seeds. LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPXZctbbI/AAAAAAAACHs/C1LgI1wW8zQ/s1600-h/090820081257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPXZctbbI/AAAAAAAACHs/C1LgI1wW8zQ/s400/090820081257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243614235785522610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Cacik. Feng's appetiser. It's cucumber with yoghurt. The smell of the cucumber was very strong. I didn't want to try it since I don't really like cucumber or yoghurt. Feng didn't finish it either. It's a little saltish and sweet..we're just not used to it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPXryEKfI/AAAAAAAACH0/wMtjhoH8w_w/s1600-h/090820081258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPXryEKfI/AAAAAAAACH0/wMtjhoH8w_w/s400/090820081258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243614240706931186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sultan Kebap. It's lamb, mashed potato and cheese. The cheese is covering the mash potato. And the lamb...it's so nice!! Doesn't have the sickening smell of lamb and..piangz, cheese and mashed potato, what combination can be better than this?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPXw0j-DI/AAAAAAAACH8/-vtmYlRVBiM/s1600-h/090820081260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPXw0j-DI/AAAAAAAACH8/-vtmYlRVBiM/s400/090820081260.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243614242059581490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this is Sofra yaprak tavuk, which is chicken meat stuffed with something...and mashed potato. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPYFvjXRI/AAAAAAAACIE/DWSsl4ytgGM/s1600-h/090820081262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPYFvjXRI/AAAAAAAACIE/DWSsl4ytgGM/s400/090820081262.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243614247675714834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone camera not very good, so pardon the pics. But this is what it's stuffed with. I can't really confirm if it's yaprak tavuk, but most likely it is. Note the cheese. Me and Feng both love cheese. LoL. I still prefer my sultan kebap though. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPzad9YEI/AAAAAAAACIM/1tEvsPX-L1U/s1600-h/090820081264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPzad9YEI/AAAAAAAACIM/1tEvsPX-L1U/s400/090820081264.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243614717095534658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason why I suggested going to Sofra to eat. This is also the one thing that made me wana go back again and again. It's Turkish Rice Pudding!! Nice nice!! Sweet de. When my parents went over to Turkey last year, they came back and told me they couldn't eat a single bite of the desserts over there cause it's just too sweet. And trust me, this rice pudding is sweet as well. At first Feng wanted to order one, but I told him to try mine first, cause even I have to admit it's too sweet. Well, my serving came, he tried and ordered another one. In the end he ate 1.5 cause I couldn't finish mine. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPztX_QPI/AAAAAAAACIU/5TD4eTtpaAw/s1600-h/090820081252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPztX_QPI/AAAAAAAACIU/5TD4eTtpaAw/s400/090820081252.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243614722170765554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPz1llrXI/AAAAAAAACIc/Bi2qEv2pxao/s1600-h/090820081249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPz1llrXI/AAAAAAAACIc/Bi2qEv2pxao/s400/090820081249.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243614724375293298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was National Day, there were fireworks. Guess what? We caught the fireworks while enjoying our dinner. It's just so qiao we were there. And so qiao we saw the fireworks..part of it I guess. We were blocked by some buildings. But then, to enjoy the fireworks without squeezing with loads of people AND enjoying the aircon, food and company....what could be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-108732191568860668?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/108732191568860668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=108732191568860668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/108732191568860668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/108732191568860668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/sofra-turkish-food-in-singapore.html' title='Sofra - Turkish Food In Singapore'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMUPXd4hQQI/AAAAAAAACHk/roH3b99IS4A/s72-c/090820081256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-577746119050180434</id><published>2008-09-08T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:50:45.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying Is More Tiring Than Working</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMU5BpYCfgI/AAAAAAAACJc/NaC4chc5NXM/s1600-h/fccd0a575f2e812bb9c309fbb2354e41_580x270.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMU5BpYCfgI/AAAAAAAACJc/NaC4chc5NXM/s400/fccd0a575f2e812bb9c309fbb2354e41_580x270.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243660041592143362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was working previously, I am able to quarrel with Feng until 2 - 3am, and still be able to wake up at 815 to go work. And I still can be awake to do my work from 9 - 6. However, ever since school started, I've to have at least 8hrs of sleep. Or more.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I slept at around midnight, and was supposed to wake up at 7am today. You know what? Students get Monday blues too. I couldn't get up and had to drag my body to the bathroom. Got to school on time (stupid bus was late) and promptly doze off a couple of times during lecture. It's either I'm tired or the lecturer is too boring. I choose the latter cause most of my lecturemates were sleeping (those who chose to sit behind) also. I was quite awake during the last 10min of my lecture though.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch came and I was still awake. I even bought a cup of choco-latte from the vending machine just in case I fall asleep during tutorial. Which me and Chew did. Although I believe I dozed off more than him. That's why I chose to sit in the corner ma. 2hrs of tutorial was hell for me cause I was doing everything I can to keep myself awake (which includes drawing cartoons on Chew and Duo Nan's textbooks, slapping myself and eating sweets) and every minute seemed to crawl by so slowly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See now 10+pm and I'm already going to go sleep le. Heng tomorrow's class is at 10am, which means I can wake up at 8am. I need sleep. Tml's Pinocchio's class. Have to stay awake. Oh shit. My STAT1060 tutorial haven't do yet. My IRHR1001 report haven't started..and it's 1200 words essay!! Shit..have to do by this week cause hand up on 16th!! Shit shit. Everyday also got homework one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still puzzled why study (more relaxed) is more tiring than working. Is it because nothing to do then keep hearing the lecturers talk and talk...that's why fell asleep? Whatever. I'm tired. And I'm not feeling ok. Go sleep liaoz. Tml going to stay behind and do tutorial with Chew. Maybe start on my IRHR also. 1200 words lor. Nights all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-577746119050180434?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/577746119050180434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=577746119050180434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/577746119050180434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/577746119050180434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/studying-is-more-tiring-than-working.html' title='Studying Is More Tiring Than Working'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SMU5BpYCfgI/AAAAAAAACJc/NaC4chc5NXM/s72-c/fccd0a575f2e812bb9c309fbb2354e41_580x270.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-5004041382100035945</id><published>2008-09-08T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:08:21.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Ok</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously not ok. I'm having cold sores again. My psoriasis is having an outbreak again. All these shows that I'm either under stress or am not happy...or both.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a drink and a smoke...make that alot of smoking...I'm going crazy soon. Real soon. Someone kill me please before I do it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-5004041382100035945?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5004041382100035945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=5004041382100035945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5004041382100035945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/5004041382100035945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-not-ok.html' title='I&apos;m Not Ok'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-8916839184411673114</id><published>2008-09-06T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:44:34.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Studying On a Weekend</title><content type='html'>OMG. I can't believe it. I've been at Simei Starbucks since like 11am. And I finished my econs homework!!! Yeah!! I'm with Chew, Calvin and Justin. LoL. I'm studying on a weekend!! OMG OMG OMG.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK..break's over. Need to go do my accounts assignment liaoz. Ciaoz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-8916839184411673114?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8916839184411673114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=8916839184411673114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8916839184411673114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8916839184411673114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/studying-on-weekend.html' title='Studying On a Weekend'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-8876050953374480762</id><published>2008-09-03T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:34:28.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Young or Lack of EQ?</title><content type='html'>Was doing my STAT1060 project with my group members the other day when one of the members asked the remaining of us why do we study at PSB since we already have a degree? He's from China you see, and the remaining 3 of us are Singaporeans. So to this, the youngest member (a female age 21 this year) replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dip is like kopidiam...very common and low class&lt;br /&gt;A normal deg is like foodcourt...common but higher class&lt;br /&gt;An honours deg is like cafe...higher class than foodcourt&lt;br /&gt;A masters is like a restaurant...high class&lt;br /&gt;phd is like high class restaurant...expensive and damn high class&lt;br /&gt;The more you study the more high class you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK..either she's too young or she has low EQ. What makes you think that the more you study the more high class you are? LoL. It just means you've more knowledge, therefore your boss will give you more shits to do, which means you will be paid more since your shit is more. THAT'S ALL. Doesn't have ANYTHING to do with high class or what. For someone who don't even know the logo of Mont Blanc (somemore she was using the pen and she don't know it's Mont Blanc) or pronounce it properly (it's mon-t blah-nck..not mant blank), who are you to talk about class?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-8876050953374480762?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8876050953374480762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=8876050953374480762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8876050953374480762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/8876050953374480762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/too-young-or-lack-of-eq.html' title='Too Young or Lack of EQ?'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-2357589285370825172</id><published>2008-09-02T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T17:14:21.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much Is Enough?</title><content type='html'>I was waiting for bus this morning when I bumped into my primary school friend. So I sat down beside him and we both waited for the bus. His work place is rather near my school you see. Anyway, we started talking and all. On the bus, I asked him why he didn't buy a car instead, since his workplace is at Harbourfront and he has to travel often cause he's doing sales. To this he replied," I'm not earning enough."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he's a grad, I &lt;i&gt;assumed&lt;/i&gt; that he's earning about 3K+. He told me that it's lesser than that. So I asked if it's 2K+ and he still said it's lesser than that. So I got it. He's earning $4K+. And he's complaining that he's not earning enough? Hello..this is like his first proper job after he grad and he's earning 4K+ and has increment every 6 months. And that's not considered enough? I was earning 2K previously only ok!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he told me that with the money he had to spend on the car (inclusive of loans, carpark coupons, ERP etc etc), he would have to part with $1500 every month. And being the business grad he is, he started calculating to me that how much he could have saved per year and all. He further explained to me that even though banks tell you it's 2.5% interest, you're actually paying 10%. Yada yada. To this he concludes that he will not purchase the car until he earns more. FYI, he was my classmate back in primary school. Not that difficult to guess his age.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then our topic drifted to marriage. He told me that he is not earning enough to sustain a gf now or to get married. Not enough again? So how much is enough? I guess you can't really put a ceiling to remunerations cause when your earning increase, so does your expenditures.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in poly, I eat at kopidiams, food court and occassionally, at cafes. When I started working, my visits to such places are almost zero. I've to go places where I'm being served. I eat at restaurants and such. But then my mom instilled the good habit of saving money to me since I was young, so my savings went up as well. =]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, I'm now still in school and waiting for my dad to pick me up cause just finished the assignment session with Chew. It's going to rain again. -_-"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know..sometimes I wish I can just turn back clock and seriously study hard and maybe, just maybe, I would be where I am today many years ago. =] I'm lagging behind my mates alot. I've a lot to catch up to them. =] Who knows..when I grad, when I'm earning 4K, I'll say that I'm not earning enough too.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-2357589285370825172?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2357589285370825172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=2357589285370825172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2357589285370825172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2357589285370825172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-much-is-enough.html' title='How Much Is Enough?'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-2479713299568582559</id><published>2008-09-02T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:16:24.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want An Ipod Nano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SLwSUEUHBzI/AAAAAAAACFE/Mz4rQCxMaqo/s1600-h/ipodnano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SLwSUEUHBzI/AAAAAAAACFE/Mz4rQCxMaqo/s400/ipodnano.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241084202317186866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine every morning, dragging yourself out of the bed to go school/work. And along the way, you just want to find something to do other than staring into blank space. So what do you do? Take out a storybook to read? It's only applicable if you have enough space to hold the book up. When I take MRT in the morning, it gets so crowded at Aljunied till I can't breathe sometimes and almost fainted on a couple of occassions. (OK think I've breathing problems) I can't read a book coz the train is like so packed till my butt is sticking to someone else's butt. I need IPOD!! I wana listen to my songs...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wana buy me an Ipod Nano? AND in my favourite color green? Christmas is coming you know...*Bats eyelids*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-2479713299568582559?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2479713299568582559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=2479713299568582559' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2479713299568582559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/2479713299568582559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-ipod-nano.html' title='I Want An Ipod Nano'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shUeNxdU950/SLwSUEUHBzI/AAAAAAAACFE/Mz4rQCxMaqo/s72-c/ipodnano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128779.post-1116396096597397511</id><published>2008-09-01T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:57:04.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Horoscope For The Day</title><content type='html'>Aries - September 1, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be making slow but gradual progress with a relationship matter, but it's not necessarily a good time to try to push things too far right now. So just remember to be patient. Even though you might know what you want, just realize that it may still be a while before you can be certain whether or not someone else shares all your feelings&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite zhun hor? Keke. I went out with Feng today! Hahahaha. I sms him everyday when I go school. So today, I know that he's not working, so I sms-ed him asking if he wana meet me after my tuition. He called me during my breaktime and said to wake him up at 430pm and we will go out. Yeah!!! Damn happy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition, I walked over to his block and waited for him. We decided to go somewhere near since he wana be home early and I'm just too tired to travel far. (Thomas jiemei ah..your wedding was great by the way!) We went there and decided to watch Clone Wars. Or rather I suggested one. But so damn sway Feng remembered something about me saying I hate Star Wars. LoL. So he bought tickets to Wall-E while I was in the bathroom. WALL-E IS JUST SO DAMN CUTE!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie reminded of me and Feng lor. He's the Wall-e (curious and the actions he did!!) and I'm like Eva (hot tempered and didn't realise the things we treasure most until it's lost). But like what the above mentioned..I've to keep things slow. So it's like a new relationship but not. If you get what I mean. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I bought mooncakes for his family and he was laughing when I said that I'm a good girl now. He said that I must be forever like this (wah piang..take my life sua lah...haha) cannot be the old me. -_-" It's akin to asking a carnivore stop eating meat and start eating veggies. But I believe after the various incidents...our relationship can start to grow stronger le....ok gotta go sleep liao. Damn tired..assignments not done yet!! SHIT!! Nites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS: To Mr A,&lt;br /&gt;FYI, regarding your UNNECESSARY comment of 懒人没药救 (no medication to cure lazy people) yesterday, I WAS WEARING HEELS. And why should I make things hard for myself just to give you convinience? And you were blocking my way and I did say excuse me. Not as if you were talking to the guy next to you. Some comments keep to yourself better lah hor. Just so you can stand there and block the way, I have to make a detour? And you call yourself a man. *Ptui*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19128779-1116396096597397511?l=delusion-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1116396096597397511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19128779&amp;postID=1116396096597397511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1116396096597397511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19128779/posts/default/1116396096597397511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delusion-me.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-horoscope-for-day.html' title='My Horoscope For The Day'/><author><name>雪语</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_shUeNxdU950/R1gSvnUaunI/AAAAAAAAAwo/e71usewINgA/S220/DSCF2408.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
