<?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-13330468</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:12:11.585+08:00</updated><category term='2009'/><category term='2007'/><category term='2008'/><title type='text'>TGIMD - Thank God It's My Day</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-170380626949910037</id><published>2009-05-31T15:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:59:23.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><title type='text'>~The end of Fun~</title><content type='html'>Well, today shall be the end of my fun days... I'm tumbling into the workforce officially, tmr. &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics from Sunway:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SiI2dIXfCpI/AAAAAAAAAsY/dtV0Q5c914s/s1600-h/Sunway002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SiI2dIXfCpI/AAAAAAAAAsY/dtV0Q5c914s/s320/Sunway002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341891982104922770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SiI2c8AR9rI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/xYzEAaQvbxE/s1600-h/Sunway001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SiI2c8AR9rI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/xYzEAaQvbxE/s320/Sunway001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341891978786371250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my 2nd trip to taiwan, it was still super fun. The company was slightly noisy but really enjoyable. Totally ended my school dayz with a loud BAM!.&lt;br /&gt;No photos yet, but i've got a really nice shot of myself courtesy of aaron and the beautiful flowers in Taroko Gorge. And another from White Water Rafting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SiI3Gydlq8I/AAAAAAAAAso/epLa-zhZaP8/s1600-h/Rafting%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SiI3Gydlq8I/AAAAAAAAAso/epLa-zhZaP8/s320/Rafting%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341892697779448770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SiI3GfdlK1I/AAAAAAAAAsg/kh6PjZlIe6M/s1600-h/Sher1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SiI3GfdlK1I/AAAAAAAAAsg/kh6PjZlIe6M/s320/Sher1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341892692679142226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall bring these memories to work with me. Think they'll really give me the energy i need to get pass the rest of my years at work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-apologies-for-serious-lack-of.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;~NEXT~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-170380626949910037?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/170380626949910037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=170380626949910037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/170380626949910037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/170380626949910037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-fun.html' title='~The end of Fun~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SiI2dIXfCpI/AAAAAAAAAsY/dtV0Q5c914s/s72-c/Sunway002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-6529094046914694185</id><published>2009-05-02T08:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:57:54.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My apologies for the serious lack of attention to my bloggy.&lt;br /&gt;Been trying really hard to do well for my last lap in Uni, and i'm really proud to announce tt the major part is over. Now for the minor little detail, my FYP presentation coming thursday. Honestly, I have no idea how's it going to turn out, I swear it's sounding more and more confusing to me as I prepare the slides, wonder how's it going to sound to my prof and the mod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my friends from APMS are getting either married or engaged...oh gosh, things are moving so fast, I kinda think i'm still stuck in the Ice Age. But I'm happy for them though, who wouldn't, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sem has been a memorable experience for me. From FYP, to the 14/15 near full attendance Bintan trip of the MSPeepz, and the days I spent living with dear dear. Right now, I'm looking forward to the long awaited trip to Sunway Lagoon with dear dear and hopefully, my MSPeepz' Taiwan Escapade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Hopefully??? Cause Mexico got themselves stuck with some H1N1 virus with an identity crisis. First, they named it "Pig Flu", then for god knows what reasons, changed it to "Swine Flu" and now, it's called the "Mexican Flu". Which is it anyway? Grrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this virus is moving to Asia, hit HK last night when some Mexican guy who visited HK became a confirmed case. Can't these ppl just stay where they belong and stop moving all over the world and causing panic here and there? Gosh, this is irritating. My long awaited and well-deserved vacation is at stake here, and I'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I'm still waiting for my job contract to be finalised. It's irksome not knowing anything. I can't plan my future at all. Really hope people would PLEASE work with more efficiency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I'm ranting alot. That's cause I'm not happy at all. Things are not going the way it should. This is just so W-R-O-N-G, WRONG. Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009-happy-moooooo.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-fun.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-6529094046914694185?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/6529094046914694185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=6529094046914694185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6529094046914694185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6529094046914694185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-apologies-for-serious-lack-of.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-1381760745495697888</id><published>2009-01-01T08:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:07:29.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><title type='text'>~Happy 2009! Happy Moooooo!</title><content type='html'>Happy 2009! Happy MOOOOO!!!! Nice rite? My new slogan for 2009! I think Yeiling will love it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just concluded 2008 a couple of minutes ago, now i'm gonna start on a clean slate in 2009. The good things fr 2008, I'll bring over, the bad, i'll leave it there and start afresh. I guess tt'll be my new year reso for now bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the last 14 hrs of 2008 and the first &amp;amp; a half hour of 2009 with dear dear, and i hereby declare, that there shall be more to come :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some reminders &amp;amp; list of things to do for this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Save $$$ for lots of things. (grad trip, bintan trip, sunway trip &amp;amp; something more special)&lt;br /&gt;2) Love my dear&lt;br /&gt;3) Save more memorable &amp;amp; fun days with MS Peepz &amp;amp; all my frens fr NTU&lt;br /&gt;4) Meet up with my 25 best buds from sec to JC&lt;br /&gt;5) Score high high GPA for the sem, do well for FYP&lt;br /&gt;6) Get high high first pay from APMS :P&lt;br /&gt;7) Have a meaningful &amp;amp; wonderful grad trip&lt;br /&gt;8) Have a windfall. hahahaha (Yes, sher is officially despo for $$$)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tt's all for now. List may extend, but tt's my basic objectives or resolution, whichever sounds better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya in 2009 peepz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2009/01/late-ahhh.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-apologies-for-serious-lack-of.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-1381760745495697888?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/1381760745495697888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=1381760745495697888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1381760745495697888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1381760745495697888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009-happy-moooooo.html' title='~Happy 2009! Happy Moooooo!'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-2491480868567479140</id><published>2009-01-01T08:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:26:36.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><title type='text'>~LATE!!! ahhh!!!!~</title><content type='html'>I'M LATE!!! I just realise that i din put up a post at the last min of 2008 like i always do....shootz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, so anw, this is a make up post for 2008, put up in 2009. Looking back, it was a great year for me, many thanks to the Ratatouille. haha. Wouldn't say it was completely smooth, but i had a lot more to cherish of this year than 2006 and the first half of 2007. New frens, Closer bonds, my first academic award in 22 years, the best grades i have gotten in all 3.5 years of NTU life, a secured job (hopefully there's secured desired starting pay too), plenty of memories with MS peepz, Sauron babies, Grimmjaw babies, National Chorale carolers, APMS peepz and last but not least, the appearance of my dear dear in my life....okay this sounds really funny, cos dear's been in my life for so many years liao. Dear, sorry ah, i really dunno how to classify this. haha. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I conclude this was a great year for sher, and it should &amp;amp; will only get better from here. Next post, is 2009 exclusive. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-busy-busy.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009-happy-moooooo.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-2491480868567479140?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/2491480868567479140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=2491480868567479140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/2491480868567479140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/2491480868567479140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2009/01/late-ahhh.html' title='~LATE!!! ahhh!!!!~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-1540024657350158148</id><published>2008-12-11T15:54:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:58:06.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Busy Busy Busy~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So much to do, so little time... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doesn't help when mommy is trying to chain me to the sofa at home all the time, even when i wanna go do FYP, she has to keep rambling on about how i am always not at home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh for heaven's sake, I dun wanna stay at home during hols. I got nothing to do cept sleep and play comp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next week's gonna be even busier with impresario auditions and training, choir carolling prac, more fyp etc etc going on. I just want some quiet time to sit down by the beach with dear dear and do nothing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i'm seriously dreading next weekend too, stupid 19th to 21st dec, I HATE U!!!! bleah &gt;_&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went Mambo-ing last night... losing stamina liao, and honestly, young girls nowadays are horrendous, they go to club macham go fighting liddat. They even dance like they are fighting. Yuck. Damn distasteful now tt i think abt it. For the first time in 22 years, Sher used violence against a stranger...In a club no less :P haha... got a bit of guilt and a bit of triumphant feelings.... so mixed heeee, but all in all, it was quite fun lar. Miss my Insinyur family peepz, so was glad i went with you all to Mambo yesterday :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Probably gg to St James this sat cos apparently, it's free entry for students before 11pm... hmm worth a try. So i dun always go Zouk only, n i think i need one more clubbing alternative cos Zouk is almost unbearable on weds alr, ahhhhh i hate those young girls (anything below 19yrs) and tt bunch of neh girls tt kept squeezing us, despo biatches!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;now looking forward to a few things at the same time. Firstly, carolling. Secondly, MS PEEPZ XMAS BBQ BASH!!!! Thirdly, our little trip to Sunway Lagoon (soooo glad i'm gg to Sunway for the first time and it's with my dear)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow, it seems like everyone has been expecting me and dear to get together ever since day 1 that they come to noe us... hmmm... I've been reading nothing but "Finallys" &amp;amp; "Expecteds" all over our FB walls and bloggy tag boards. Oh well, I do hope everyone's rite then. :) So far so good :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/12/anyone-who-has-seen-my-msn-dp-or.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2009/01/late-ahhh.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-1540024657350158148?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/1540024657350158148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=1540024657350158148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1540024657350158148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1540024657350158148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-busy-busy.html' title='~Busy Busy Busy~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-1841708153798831853</id><published>2008-12-07T13:47:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:58:17.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Big Revelation~</title><content type='html'>anyone who has seen my msn dp or facebook status and dp should be having loads of questions to post to me rite now rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heee... big revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing Shermo-Miu-Reme Papa a.k.a. my dear dear..... Victor Ng Koh Seng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl will probably know him as the GL of Bee Gees in Camp Insinyur Legends 2006, or the CGL of Camp Insinyur Showdown 2007 or the Chairman of Camp Insinyur LOTR 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to me, he was the best gor gor, and my best fren since my freshie days in Camp Insinyur Nostalgia 2005. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all up, Sher is super loved right now and i'm drowning in bliss, but pls do not attempt to throw a buoy and rescue me, cos i'm really enjoying the feeling of being loved for the first time in all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/STtmR7azv3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/rHzAP7WgptY/s1600-h/081207ecpcamp+%2824%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276923846588612466" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/STtmR7azv3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/rHzAP7WgptY/s320/081207ecpcamp+%2824%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/STtmHuXaTJI/AAAAAAAAAqw/_hQWlJ9TDSk/s1600-h/081207ecpcamp+%2816%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276923671286008978" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/STtmGkUOyHI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Dc4HEWKLnNk/s320/081206dearrm+%283%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-sweet-home.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-busy-busy.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-1841708153798831853?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/1841708153798831853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=1841708153798831853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1841708153798831853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1841708153798831853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/12/anyone-who-has-seen-my-msn-dp-or.html' title='~Big Revelation~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/STtmR7azv3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/rHzAP7WgptY/s72-c/081207ecpcamp+%2824%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-97707789469226433</id><published>2008-12-05T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:01:56.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Home Sweet Home~</title><content type='html'>Sher is home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun in Taiwan, but photos will have to wait cos i'm lazy to upload :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Million thanks to Jas for telling me abt Mahjong Session yesterday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Million thanks to Munk for organizing my very first Mahjong Session after exam straight after I return from Taiwan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Million thanks to Fenz for playing mahjong with me despite her runny nose, and for opening her place for mahjong session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Million thanks to Yingz for coming over to Fenz's house in the big big rain to play mahjong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Million thanks to Shermo-Miu Papa for Yummy Kidney Mee Sua, Hor Fan, Multi-Vitamin Fruit Juice, Chicken Wing and not sending me home :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be really busy with practices n fyps. Which means my search for part time job will have to wait...but cannot... i need to start earning some income or else our plans will have to wait long long.... sobz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/11/pheewww.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/12/anyone-who-has-seen-my-msn-dp-or.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-97707789469226433?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/97707789469226433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=97707789469226433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/97707789469226433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/97707789469226433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='~Home Sweet Home~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-7452643106443186946</id><published>2008-11-24T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~PHEEWWW~</title><content type='html'>BSc. Maritime Studies Year 4 Semester 1 is officially O-V-E-R, OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished off my last paper today, been studying like mad for the past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots has happened to me too... and i mean Lots.... Happy stuffs though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher is happy girl :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher is flying off to taiwan in less than 48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher will be back 3rd Dec 1830hours :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher Loves and will Miss Miu-Shermo Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/10/well.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-sweet-home.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-7452643106443186946?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/7452643106443186946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=7452643106443186946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7452643106443186946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7452643106443186946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/11/pheewww.html' title='~PHEEWWW~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-2809126338835368175</id><published>2008-10-28T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Everything is fine~</title><content type='html'>Well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can say is tt i've cleared most of what i have to...tmr concludes the most stressful presentation -- Prof Comm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More or less have everything sorted out... Sher's no more a stressed out and pissed off girl girl. Sher's just a stressed out girl girl...Ha Ha Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, it's exam period in 2 weeks time, anyone who's not feeling a tad bit of pressure is either Ah Tiong or a prodigy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd last set of exams before i officially grad....dunno whether i'm looking forward to it or hoping tt it never comes...mixed feelings :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently been doing crazy things at ungodly hours. but I'm happy cos everything is somewhat back to normal, i hope....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been "convinced" by my dear frens to buy a desktop... Well, I have to be convinced if i have at least half the gang of them screaming desktop at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also concluded tt i shldn't play MJ with the munk, jas, fen combination if i dun wanna lose too badly :P .... my 42 bucks win is now down to 19.... sobz... but too bad for me, they happen to be my best MJ kakis... dunno what i'll do if they don't play with me.... probably die of severe hand itch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runs in the family i think. I caught my mom's MJ craze :P  But i just love it Ha Ha Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/10/everything-bad-and-more.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/11/pheewww.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-2809126338835368175?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/2809126338835368175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=2809126338835368175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/2809126338835368175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/2809126338835368175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/10/well.html' title='~Everything is fine~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-7936921794506577970</id><published>2008-10-11T21:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~everything bad and more...~</title><content type='html'>Dunno issit cos the more things we have to do, the more obstacles we face... seems to me like my fellow MS peepz are facing this problem as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rmb the list of deadlines in my last post, well, in attempt to complete 2 of them, my lappie died on me and i had to reboot it, and my "N" key on the keyboard is officially dead. Now, i'm using my super huge external keyboard and cos it blocks out half the touch pad, i have to use the mouse, meaning, my meagre 3 USB ports is officially down to one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost sank into depression because i cldn't sort out my FYP readings and decide which to use. Happens to you if you're as indecisive a person as me during normal days. It's a horror tt i seriously dun wanna face again...but i suppose tt's not possible. HRM Quiz was anything but good. I cld do abt 1/2 the paper, but the other half, i had to literally copy from notes in the most 偷鸡摸狗 way anyone has ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, sher's been in a bad mood. really bad mood. think it won't be over till exams are over bah... I am sooo gg to buy an iMac or a macbook pro... My lappie is dead.... sobz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. tag my chatbox leh....it's been stagnant for long long time liao...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/10/well.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-7936921794506577970?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/7936921794506577970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=7936921794506577970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7936921794506577970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7936921794506577970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/10/everything-bad-and-more.html' title='~everything bad and more...~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-6326608237441823060</id><published>2008-10-03T19:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Wow~</title><content type='html'>Ok...I just realised tt my previous entry was nearly a month ago. Time to blog again... and i'll be summing up wat's been up...and down for the past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of Recess Week includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday : Mahjong session with Jas, Munk and Jas's BF&lt;br /&gt;Monday :  My trip with MS Peepz to JB!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SOX_fvuaxSI/AAAAAAAAAdg/n1onF53I7ls/s1600-h/080922Johor+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SOX_fvuaxSI/AAAAAAAAAdg/n1onF53I7ls/s320/080922Johor+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252885461249738018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday : My ultimate shopping trip with Hozzy&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday : MAMBO!!!!! (need i say more???)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday : FYP meeting with Laura haha&lt;br /&gt;Friday : Farewell lunch for Shirlenee at Harbourfront Brewerkz with Elainee, Shirlenee, Yan Yeee and Mei Yu... Sigh...i miss the NEE days in APMS.... sobz...&lt;br /&gt;Saturday : SCRUMPLICIOUS seafood dinner courtesy of ah mah and aunt plus Pool session with kidos&lt;br /&gt;Sunday : Settled my year end Family trip to Taiwan and bot my printer and new slippers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventful week man. Especially enjoyed the earlier parts of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next... a WHOLE BLOODY STRING OF DEADLINES TO MEET... as such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6oct-HRM Quiz&lt;br /&gt;9oct-Ship log presentation&lt;br /&gt;13oct-Info Tech Quiz&lt;br /&gt;15oct-FYP Interim report submission&lt;br /&gt;22oct-prof comm presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH!!!  where is the love, people?.... sighz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the week, there's been alot happening...一波未平，一波又起，结果两头都不着岸。And the most pissifying thing is that I am being doubted for something i didn't do.... It's terrible knowing that someone I was so fond of is thinking so badly of me... Jerk!!!! RAWR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, put the bad guys aside, I think it's time i realise tt somewhere in the midst...I actually almost strayed off track... but right now... I CONFIRM PLUS CHOP am going to step off this stupid track. ANGRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i have all those deadlines to keep me occupied. So my dearest MS peepz, dun worry abt me being stressed out k? When has sher nvr been stressed out... it's just this time round... i feel i need the stress to get my mind off other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much on my mind.... More and more things, I can only keep and swallow and cannot say... I am feeling the weight on whatever's left of my tiny little heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-love-jass-bloggy.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/10/everything-bad-and-more.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-6326608237441823060?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/6326608237441823060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=6326608237441823060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6326608237441823060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6326608237441823060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html' title='~Wow~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SOX_fvuaxSI/AAAAAAAAAdg/n1onF53I7ls/s72-c/080922Johor+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-1251120944428162157</id><published>2008-09-08T19:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Music for the soul and Hana Yori Dango~</title><content type='html'>I just love jas's bloggy. I got alot of nice Pop and RnBs fr there. My dear girl, u got good taste for music... so update ur song list k. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lathargic today. But still quite glad i manage to complete my intended project discussions. Two more minor projects and one major fyp to go before i finish this sem's course work. Not counting the 3 quizzes that i shld be expecting....quite soon. oh well... i guess it's just part and parcel of studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna do some justice to Hana Yori Dango Final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SMUO8kGakeI/AAAAAAAAAdY/uojbmOP0904/s1600-h/HYD01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SMUO8kGakeI/AAAAAAAAAdY/uojbmOP0904/s320/HYD01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243613774788334050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-31770c621a51fc72" 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://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D31770c621a51fc72%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38A5F8535AF167205C840E6B9BC5429733A14BDA.40A24659401816DA4FC8C49C5462A3561020A10F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D31770c621a51fc72%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEqhXCPP-7FcM3rp0cpYZ1fNqHYQ&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://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D31770c621a51fc72%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38A5F8535AF167205C840E6B9BC5429733A14BDA.40A24659401816DA4FC8C49C5462A3561020A10F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D31770c621a51fc72%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEqhXCPP-7FcM3rp0cpYZ1fNqHYQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby certify that the above movie is worth 3.5/5 stars. Please do not be fooled by the ST's ratings. Just the cast itself is worth a heavenly price. Too bad my Oguri Shun (the one in white tuxedo in the poster) doesn't have much screen time. But it wasn't too bad watching Makino Tsukushi and Doumyoji Tsukasa's love story progressing.... though not very advisable for singles to watch. Makes u wonder why u're all alone by urself... Unless of course, u're there for Oguri Shun. He's a GEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments aside, the story is abt Makino Tsukushi (杉菜）and Doumyoji Tsukasa (道明寺) finally wanting to tie the knot. And, as a wedding gift, Tsukushi is presented with the family heirloom, a tiara called Smile of Venus (ヴィーヌスの微笑み), mounted with 4 HUGE gemstones, one from America, One from Hong Kong, One from the Southern Seas, the last one i can't rmb where. So anw, this heirloom tiara was stolen from Tsukushi's 6 star hotel suite room. Apparently, the perpetrator just busted into the room after smashing the window and it started a series of chasing and fighting within the hotel, and when Tsukushi and Tsukasa returned to the hotel room after failing to recover the tiara, the window was completely untouched....weird. Sooooo the couple began their journey in search of the tiara, from Las Vegas to Hong Kong and they eventually were thrown on a deserted island in the Southern Seas (See the pattern?). There they learnt abt their love for each other and voila, Happily ever after! I'm leaving out the funny parts in between, so do catch the movie to find them out for yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/09/desperate-need-for-inner-peace.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-1251120944428162157?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=31770c621a51fc72&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/1251120944428162157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=1251120944428162157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1251120944428162157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1251120944428162157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-love-jass-bloggy.html' title='~Music for the soul and Hana Yori Dango~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SMUO8kGakeI/AAAAAAAAAdY/uojbmOP0904/s72-c/HYD01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-4663093110418673306</id><published>2008-09-07T20:03:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~DESPERATE NEED FOR INNER PEACE~</title><content type='html'>I have been a super lazy blogger and I noe tt. Can't really blame me, cos things hasn't exactly been a newly-polished-parquet-floor for me. Let's just say, I'm feeling sh*tty and have been feeling so for about nearly 3 weeks now. I AM IN DESPERATE NEED TO FIND INNER PEACE. end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, there has been quite a lot of activities gg on for the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was Welcome Tea. I finally finished my WCS performance. As usual, there were alot of ppl who came for WT but those who stayed on are mostly year 4s and ATs who are idiots who have proven themselves to lack in commitment. ATs suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I was thrown to work on a stupid project with a bunch of ATs who are stupid enuff to think that they can actually make a profit out of selling gifts online. Because it was 1 against 3, i just let them be and i merely did the editting and putting together of all their ideas. In the first place, their ideas aren't even in line with my thinking, so the hell i will contribute. F*ck ATs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was a series of outings with my sauron babies, my NJ galfrens, two movie trips, on e for Wall E and one for Boys over Flowers Final and also a makan hop. All in all, it has been a busy 3 weeks and in between i had to juggle one quiz, one project and one irritating Prof Comm assignment tt is asking me to write resume and cover letter. The resume i can live with, but wat's the bloody point of writing a cover letter, they're running out of fashion...gosh...i'm talking fashion to a bunch of 50 yr old aunties who noe nutz abt it... forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my mind had ERPs too.... I'm so messed up I actually dread meeting and talking to people right now. I noe frens mean well and they are worried for me and i really love them alot for it, but right now, it's adding to my sh*tty feeling cos I feel i'm making them worry....but i just can't find inner peace. CAN'T.... i don't know why......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone's sick and tired of reading my rants, just scroll past this line to view videos and photos fr the past 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SMPGLMyWRyI/AAAAAAAAAdI/MKFQhhLgOHE/s1600-h/080823Mandy+Ivan+Bday+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SMPGLMyWRyI/AAAAAAAAAdI/MKFQhhLgOHE/s320/080823Mandy+Ivan+Bday+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243252286902650658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SMPGLaV9-fI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Vvchj4q3q9Y/s1600-h/080830Pauline%27s+Bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SMPGLaV9-fI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Vvchj4q3q9Y/s320/080830Pauline%27s+Bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243252290541713906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4ccf3661d374aef6" 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://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ccf3661d374aef6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7967397164CA6DEE3CF90F03FD3EF0D2C6952EE.4981B06DAE8B3CE5B1CD89EC15CB503295E36CF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ccf3661d374aef6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcY7Lkt4sm0cqfnCnuElj-JLbny0&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://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ccf3661d374aef6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7967397164CA6DEE3CF90F03FD3EF0D2C6952EE.4981B06DAE8B3CE5B1CD89EC15CB503295E36CF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ccf3661d374aef6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcY7Lkt4sm0cqfnCnuElj-JLbny0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/08/insinyur-2008-supper-hop.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~PREVIOUS~ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-love-jass-bloggy.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-4663093110418673306?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4ccf3661d374aef6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/4663093110418673306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=4663093110418673306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4663093110418673306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4663093110418673306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/09/desperate-need-for-inner-peace.html' title='~DESPERATE NEED FOR INNER PEACE~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SMPGLMyWRyI/AAAAAAAAAdI/MKFQhhLgOHE/s72-c/080823Mandy+Ivan+Bday+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-4202299535460610740</id><published>2008-08-16T15:09:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Insinyur 2008 Supper Hop &amp; More for the Week~</title><content type='html'>Highlight of the week, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Insinyur&lt;/span&gt; 2008 Supper Hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper Hop was, on several levels, F-U-N FUN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great BBQ dinner with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sauron&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Grimmjaw&lt;/span&gt; Babies. Full of Fun and Laughter for me. And we played Indian poker again.....this time round, we had three rounds so 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grps&lt;/span&gt; will have to drink 3 diff types of concoction. Thank heavens we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kannaed&lt;/span&gt; in the first round, thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;edward&lt;/span&gt; who drew the Joker, Twice nonetheless. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TT's&lt;/span&gt; like 1 in 81 chances....gosh. But the drink wasn't too bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mayb&lt;/span&gt; cos everyone was friendly first round. Tasted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; like potato chips munched with 7-up. Much better than 2 years ago, that stupid, disgusting concoction i had to gobble due to one dot dot dot individual who gave my poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OG&lt;/span&gt; the joker card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKZ_1Vf4BVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/g52SLc6rjoY/s1600-h/080815Supper+Hop+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKZ_1Vf4BVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/g52SLc6rjoY/s320/080815Supper+Hop+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235012171145413970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKZ_12KHVJI/AAAAAAAAAcY/GdpTR721GaM/s1600-h/080815Supper+Hop+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKZ_12KHVJI/AAAAAAAAAcY/GdpTR721GaM/s320/080815Supper+Hop+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235012179912512658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKZ_2LBARWI/AAAAAAAAAcg/qivMf4oSybw/s1600-h/080815Supper+Hop+%2837%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKZ_2LBARWI/AAAAAAAAAcg/qivMf4oSybw/s320/080815Supper+Hop+%2837%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235012185511445858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKZ_2Z5-y7I/AAAAAAAAAco/dlJvmeTba5U/s1600-h/080815Supper+Hop+%2849%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKZ_2Z5-y7I/AAAAAAAAAco/dlJvmeTba5U/s320/080815Supper+Hop+%2849%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235012189508520882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKZ_2g0cCNI/AAAAAAAAAcw/i5icgzwCOac/s1600-h/080815Supper+Hop+%2839%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKZ_2g0cCNI/AAAAAAAAAcw/i5icgzwCOac/s320/080815Supper+Hop+%2839%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235012191364319442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cineleisure&lt;/span&gt; for Meet Dave. I think Meet Dave ticket box will hit record high cos 189 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; from camp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Insinyur&lt;/span&gt; crammed the theatre. Not a bad show. I kept laughing throughout, and it's a good comedy cos it's short. Eddy Murphy is god..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lolx&lt;/span&gt;. Company wasn't too bad either :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie, the entire group split into two sub groups for supper hop. I went with the seniors so our first stop was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Timah&lt;/span&gt; Al &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ameen&lt;/span&gt; area.... So close to home...yet so far...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lolx&lt;/span&gt;. Had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;milo&lt;/span&gt; dinosaur despite my rumbling throat, which is why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; beginning to sound more and more like ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;doo&lt;/span&gt;..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;sobz&lt;/span&gt;... By the time we were heading to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Geylang&lt;/span&gt; for Frog Porridge, I'm already half awake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;.... Bus ride was too comfy i guess :P And to think i had to bring my poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;froggie&lt;/span&gt; to go eat frog porridge... feeling guilty towards my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;froggie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt; ... Had a great time chatting with the seniors who are incidentally all my juniors from camp...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; sounds complicating but hack. Last stop was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Tiong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Bahru&lt;/span&gt;. I can't keep my eyes open long enough to even go buy my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;favo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;zhui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;kueh&lt;/span&gt;....so i ended up missing it...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;sobz&lt;/span&gt;.... Looking forward to go back to TB for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Zhui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Kueh&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Kah&lt;/span&gt; Soh's Fish Bee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Hoon&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKaCAzi65BI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Hyys6NOHtN4/s1600-h/080815Supper+Hop+%2850%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKaCAzi65BI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Hyys6NOHtN4/s320/080815Supper+Hop+%2850%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235014567213065234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKaCBKjJKsI/AAAAAAAAAdA/deZRsmQ8ZHM/s1600-h/080815Supper+Hop+%2851%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKaCBKjJKsI/AAAAAAAAAdA/deZRsmQ8ZHM/s320/080815Supper+Hop+%2851%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235014573388016322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper hop ended at about 6 plus, so i officially arrived home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;ard&lt;/span&gt; 7:30am and fell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;aslp&lt;/span&gt; at 7:45am. Woke at 1:30 for lunch and some attempts at my tutorials but fell str back to slp at 3 plus in prep for my next event in the evening which was :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner cum &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;HS's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; celebration. Treated CK n HS to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;MOF&lt;/span&gt;, CY opted out of the treat, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;lolx&lt;/span&gt;. It's great meeting up with these 3 musketeers, they really make my day, whether back in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; or right now. Talked about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;FYPs&lt;/span&gt;, BAR Exams, Meet Dave, Dark Knight, CK n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Cheng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Luan&lt;/span&gt;, HS n Nobody, Had good coffee at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;TCC&lt;/span&gt;. But thanks to my stupid flu, I had to leave early and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;cldn't&lt;/span&gt; go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;MOS's&lt;/span&gt; next door neighbour, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;TCC&lt;/span&gt; with HS and CY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flu Bug's been bugging me since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;. It's getting better but I hate the feeling of phlegm stuck in my throat. I hope I get better soon :) I hate not having energy. Btw, I googled myself thanks to sound advise from my Info Tech Mgmt Tutor who's also a headhunter. Just in case anyone's written anything bad abt me and my future boss manages to get his/her hands on such info, I figured I'd better at least check and make sure there's none first. Quite scary actually. Knowing that there could be anything written about urself on the internet and tt it's accessible by anyone in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to Ade's new home, 2 bus stops fr my place, so i decided to be healthy and walk there instead :P Really modern looking. So then the 5 of us spent time watching Women's Handball Preliminary (Norway vs Romania)  and Tennis Women's Finals (Russia vs Russia), thankfully Dementieva whom i was rooting for beat Safina for the Gold Medal...din really like Safina's attitude...hmmm wonder where Sharapova went to. Hey people, contrary to popular belief, Sher watches olympics and can understand tennis quite well k (many thanks to P.O.T :P) Then we had a really interesting game of mahjong (Finally, after sooo long, i can play). Why was it interesting? Cos the way MJ plays, it's not hard to imagine she's from Faculty of Medicine, the questions she can ask, are beyond our imaginations....gosh.... So then she started asking help from poor Neo who noes Nutz abt Mahjong... And sadly, our veteran player Meli didn't manage to win a single game cos of MJ's one-Tai victories, which she won without giving much tot to the game. Beginner's luck i call it. All in all, it was a good day :) Next outing will be for cycling....wonder when though, but i'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I feel like trekking....dunno why... sighz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-week.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/09/desperate-need-for-inner-peace.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-4202299535460610740?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/4202299535460610740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=4202299535460610740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4202299535460610740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4202299535460610740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/08/insinyur-2008-supper-hop.html' title='~Insinyur 2008 Supper Hop &amp; More for the Week~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SKZ_1Vf4BVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/g52SLc6rjoY/s72-c/080815Supper+Hop+%283%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-1937437608836558861</id><published>2008-08-09T12:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~First Week~</title><content type='html'>First Week of school, super happening, both in class and outside of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of tutorials to do, books to photocopy (and yes, i am a supporter of piracy). In the midst of all tt, we have yet to go see our FYP prof...so i expect there'll be more to do...I'm gonna crash soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is also birthday week for Sinz and Aaron, the two Diamond Tankerers. lolx. Had two surprise Parties in 2 days. I think Sinz sorta knew there'll be a party for her, but Aaron was completely clueless. Surprise Success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SJ0ZNi-F1JI/AAAAAAAAAbo/xFOaRMu0isE/s1600-h/080806sINZ+bDAY+%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SJ0ZNi-F1JI/AAAAAAAAAbo/xFOaRMu0isE/s320/080806sINZ+bDAY+%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232366062590612626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SJ0ZOhxmVtI/AAAAAAAAAbw/i67r3--PeBY/s1600-h/080807Aaron+Bday+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SJ0ZOhxmVtI/AAAAAAAAAbw/i67r3--PeBY/s320/080807Aaron+Bday+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232366079449650898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was paint ball. Crazy Game, paintball. It's more like war fare to me. I think quite a few of them kanna blue-black like no ones business. Best one is the one on Fenz's butt. It looked like there's a dent there. so funny. I wonder if anyone else's butt is starting to look like the surface of the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SJ0ZPyxjmSI/AAAAAAAAAcI/u65vG529Xsw/s1600-h/080807Paintball.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SJ0ZPyxjmSI/AAAAAAAAAcI/u65vG529Xsw/s320/080807Paintball.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232366101192743202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SJ0ZPCw7ueI/AAAAAAAAAb4/skNprnRmS90/s1600-h/080807Paintball+%289%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SJ0ZPCw7ueI/AAAAAAAAAb4/skNprnRmS90/s320/080807Paintball+%289%29.JPG" alt="" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-2968405836967831609</id><published>2008-08-05T21:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~知难而退~</title><content type='html'>I left the court before any one has any chance to hit any ball back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;知难而退，英雄是也&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;《痛》 李翊君&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我心里很清楚给我的爱已经很模糊&lt;br /&gt;到底我犯了什么错误被判在深渊不得救赎&lt;br /&gt;你明知道我的无助却一次一次让我哭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天让我这样的苦一再重复&lt;br /&gt;没有退路没有结束没有勇气逃开这条路&lt;br /&gt;我对你那么在乎那么辛苦&lt;br /&gt;拼命追逐你的脚步难道注定面对天摆布&lt;br /&gt;爱胜在付出&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;痛&lt;/span&gt;也要&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;痛&lt;/span&gt;的刻骨不到最后我决不退出&lt;br /&gt;不到最后我决不退出&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='~知难而退~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-7126775908105812958</id><published>2008-08-04T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~There. It's Done~</title><content type='html'>There. It's Done. I've completely thrown all the balls, whatever balls there are into ur court. I've shown u the real me in both sides, Bright and Dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never so alive before. I've never felt so free before. I am glad I was able to step out of his shadows and tell you everything u were speculating about. I've shown u I am no angel but there is no lie as to what u have seen of me so far. This is me. The Good, The Bad, The Dark, The Bright. I'm not proud of what happened, but I am proud because for the first time in all these years, I face it, as a cold hard fact and like a mature person would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I love myself so much more now. For the person strong, courageous and brave person I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/07/similarities-are-scary.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-7126775908105812958?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/7126775908105812958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=7126775908105812958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7126775908105812958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7126775908105812958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/08/there-its-done.html' title='~There. It&apos;s Done~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-7057674449703642026</id><published>2008-07-31T10:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Similarities are Scary~</title><content type='html'>I think similarities are really scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They remind people of things that shldn't be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, it scares me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that, I am hiding....like a coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/07/yes-and-thanks-to-ms-j.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/08/there-its-done.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-7057674449703642026?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/7057674449703642026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=7057674449703642026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7057674449703642026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7057674449703642026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/07/similarities-are-scary.html' title='~Similarities are Scary~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-6389925311244445146</id><published>2008-07-10T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes and thanks to ms J. Ho, I've become one of the suay ppl tt has to do this long wretched questionaire. so here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C) Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn and walk away. Go Straight Home. Cry my eyes out for 2 consecutive nights. Slam random songs out of my piano. Then, write a song. (In this order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become an anime character who is rich, pretty, slim, has lots of suitors and yet is too capable and proud to accept anyone of these suitors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3. What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Japan. Under the Sakura Trees. Dressed in Kimono. Romance in Natural Hot Spring on the outskirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career Wise ---- NO with caps.&lt;br /&gt;Education Wise ---- NO with caps.&lt;br /&gt;Love Wise ---- SO BLOODY CONFUSING I DUN EVEN WANT TO THINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#5. What’s your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't betray my trust. Don't EVER lie to me. If there's something uncomfortable tt he doesn't wish to say, just tell me so, but i dun really appreciate hiding.... Shares some of my interest. Would be good if he were less extrovert (I have phobia of extrovert guys....the horror). LOVE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#6. Which is more blessed? Loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Loved :) [I am a selfish brat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno....my current record is 2 years.... But I think I won't hold out for the 3rd one already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ref to #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really. I will usually lose the unhappiness in a day. Cept for the Grand Son and the HOLY AH GONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#10. Is being tagged fun?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really fun! NOT.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#11. How do you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single, level-headed Career woman, running in and out of the MatchMaking agencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#12. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#13. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whacky kiddo with nothing else but TIME on her hands ---- applies to office hours only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#14. Would you rather be rich and single or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, to those tt think otherwise. BUT, Sher prefers to be rich and single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#15. What’s the first thing you do every morning?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago ---- Turn off the alarm and wash up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of Today (10 Jul 08) ------ Turn off the alarm and do 500 jump ropes (Thanks to MUNK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the initial stage. It'll take me abt a month to start giving all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#17. If you fall in love with 2 people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The less extrovert one. Assuming that both are average looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#18. What type of friends do you like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whacky, Crazy, Chatty people. Open-minded. NOT hypocritical. Likes being around me (Most impt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#19. What type of friends do you dislike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liars. "Actors". The bitch/bastard who bosses me around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#20. If you have to choose between love and friendship, what would it be? (i added this to make it 20 questions!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship. This has always been my choice since I was 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------Owarimasu---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh...not tt i dun wanna pass this on leh...but my list of blogs is damn limited leh...I try lar, but cannot guarantee got 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/07/insinyur-2008-i-cant-go-back-tt-sobz.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/07/similarities-are-scary.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-6389925311244445146?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/6389925311244445146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=6389925311244445146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6389925311244445146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6389925311244445146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/07/yes-and-thanks-to-ms-j.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-1566438205023425034</id><published>2008-07-08T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~INSINYUR 2008 - I CAN'T GO BACK T_T SOBZ~</title><content type='html'>Yes... I have been forced to face the cold, hard, truth that because of this F*ing internship set at the most untimely period by the F*ing CAO of NTU, I am forced to give INSINYUR 2008 a miss despite my dear grimmjaw babies' calls for me to go back as SA....ARGH!!!!! SCREAMS~!!!! RAWRSSSS!!!! GRUMBLES!!!! THROW THE COW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made it worse was that I actually bumped into INSINYUR 2008 Snr's Camp Programmer Team on Sunday when i went cycling with my MS Peepz fr ECP to Changi V (approx. 30km to and fro). Not because i dun wanna see them, but seeing them makes me miss them even more, esp when i can't go back..... 相见不如不见。。。 double sobz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my gor, I miss my grimmjaw babies, I miss my fellow INSINYUR mates from 2005/2006/2007.... I MISS INSINYUR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was healthy day for MS Peepz again...heehee. Think we're addicted to cycling, for me, it's the cool breeze and exercise, for ah dai and munk, i think it's more of the hot bikini babes. waha. lolx. And Potato is just pure lazy, bleah :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late again....recently, i've caught the BAD habit of being late, must change....tsk tsk. And so, everyone was waiting for me, paiseh paiseh. Plan was to cycle from ECP (near Mac) to Changi V for sugar cane drink (plus cheng teng for F. Fenz waha), then back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while we were nearing Changi V, we met INSINYUR 08 programmers, I think this year's INSINYUR will be a smashing success cos they are so well prepared and united, just hope nobody will go back and disturb the peace and unity by digging dirty linen out again...like last year. Yucks! Damn distasteful feeling just by thinking abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I met Gor at Changi V too! I was too excited and happy to see them i practically jumped off my bike (later i'll explain how this habit of mine saved my skin) and towards Gor.  Gor, u really need to shave. No shaver, just use pen knife or the kitchen knife lar, heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked abit to the programmers and gor before they had to set off, then me and my MS peepz sat for sugar cane drink (cheng teng for F. Fenz and carrot cake for ah dai). Nice, sweet, short break and then it's back to ECP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOE IS MY BUTT!!! It was sore. S-O-R-E, SORE with caps. I owe this to my untrusty, rented bike with seat soooo narrow it fits right in the middle of my butt crack, OUCH! So as anyone can imagine, the entire BUMPY ride back to ECP was a torture, everytime my bike goes over a bump, I get really high. I presume it was the same for the other MS peepz cos on the way back, there were quite a few minor accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was ah bao who rammed straight into a springy pole while turning around the bend next to the MOE Camp Grounds, scrapped some skin here and there, but the lady's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, our dear Fenz's bike skidded around another bend and brought her down with it. Likewise, the lady's fine, save a bit of scrapped skin on the knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, because i was right behind her, I cldn't stop in time either. So my bike skidded as well, but since i was fast enough to Jump off my ill fated bike just in time, I escaped completely unharmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is the interesting part, WHY DID HER BIKE SKID??? HMMM....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is classic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't really blame the poor girl, but due to her earlier tuition session, poor Fenz had to lug a huge Nike sling bag, comparable to the size of a standard Crumpler bag, along with her for the cycling trip. So genius as she is, and i'm not being sarcastic here, she got a basket from the bike rental shop and placed it in front of her bike, to hold her bag. Everything was fine until that very critical moment. FENZ BAG SLING GOT CAUGHT IN HER BRAKE AND SO SHE CLD NOT SLOW DOWN BEFORE THE TURN AND HENCE....well u know the rest. Damn poor thing.  Luckily Munk wasn't there, I think he'd have laughed to his death if he saw her fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was the end of the ordeal for poor Fenz. On the rest of the way back, Fenz, me and ah dai were the only one left behind cos of the accident. So ah dai and i were trying to get back to base asap to get some rest, and for me to rest my butt. As a dangerous rider like me would always do, I swerved and sped as fast as i could, forgetting that Fenz was following me...(my bad.. sorry), so the poor girl got lost. Absolutely lost sight of us. In the end, she had to call me to ask for directions back, so as all can imagine, she came back shag and sulky....and.... munk still laughed at her. Dotz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, our nice little day off at ECP, and my large chunk of ranting and tantrums over my inability to return for INSINYUR 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/those-were-days.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/07/yes-and-thanks-to-ms-j.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-1566438205023425034?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/1566438205023425034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=1566438205023425034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1566438205023425034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1566438205023425034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/07/insinyur-2008-i-cant-go-back-tt-sobz.html' title='~INSINYUR 2008 - I CAN&apos;T GO BACK T_T SOBZ~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-9112067773898754029</id><published>2008-06-28T12:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~those were the days~</title><content type='html'>Okay, before i get on with my story, just a little update on my week. Doreen mommy's finally back in office. [Heaves a huge huge sigh of relief] Can take a break fr following up on those indo ratings and chinese officers and concentrate on other stuffs...though sometimes i begin to wonder wat sort of stuffs am i suppose to do and learn. I'm pretty much used to the routined lifestyle anyway. Think my brains are started to become dysfunctional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the original story. Yesterday i met up with a group of ppl i haven't seen in 6 yrs... i mean among them, there are a few tt i've met recently, but still, it's quite interesting to sit down with our SS/History teacher and talk abt our old days, our present lives and our future plans. THen i realised how long we haven't met, cos there was so much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs up to MJ who never fails to throw up our food by telling us gory stories of abortion, hospital accidents etc... tt's our future doc for u. Anw, MJ said she wanna be a gyneacologist, then she wanna be my gynea and deliver my babies for me, but she's also very scared cos i'm her best fren and she worries tt things will go wrong and she'll put me in grave danger. Sobz...touched.. But i told her, i'd trust her with my life more than anyone else. Where to find such good frens... i really dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, we alr planned to rent an apt tgt the min i grad. Cos the place is very near Harbourfront, so it'll be great and convenient for me to get to office. I noe there'll be plenty of objections somehow but I really need to live closer to office or the tptn fees will cost me a bomb. Besides, MJ says won't be too ex cos her parents may be able to support. Hopefully this materialises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/mummy-its-overboo-hoo.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/07/insinyur-2008-i-cant-go-back-tt-sobz.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-9112067773898754029?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/9112067773898754029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=9112067773898754029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/9112067773898754029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/9112067773898754029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/those-were-days.html' title='~those were the days~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-4678474831848273311</id><published>2008-06-21T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:25:27.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~MUMMY!!! IT'S OVER......BOO HOO~</title><content type='html'>Finally, after so many years of waiting and watching and reading and waiting and reading. The Inuyasha series is finally, AND, officially OVER. Period. Nil. No MORE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, Takahashi Rumiko Sensei sure noes how to torture ppl. For the record, Inuyasha series is 558 Chapters long. I wonder if Bleach and Naruto will hit tt level. Anw, here's a spoiler for all. Tee Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting, the very last page of the very last chapter of the very last book of the very long Inuyasha series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SFvjQdjUaJI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Zu02FvxmsoY/s1600-h/IYlast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SFvjQdjUaJI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Zu02FvxmsoY/s320/IYlast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214010865561659538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/oo.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/those-were-days.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-4678474831848273311?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/4678474831848273311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=4678474831848273311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4678474831848273311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4678474831848273311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/mummy-its-overboo-hoo.html' title='~MUMMY!!! IT&apos;S OVER......BOO HOO~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SFvjQdjUaJI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Zu02FvxmsoY/s72-c/IYlast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-6649836389930038813</id><published>2008-06-20T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~o_O~</title><content type='html'>I am currently enduring a seriously boring weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Booze. No Fun. No Interactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just me and my drama &amp;amp; animes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my MS ppl.... I wanna see u all..... pls pls pls arrange gathering someone. I've been doing quite a few liao.... running outta places and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates on the week. Thurs supposedly was my subject reggie day at 930am. But i haven't stopped working since I stepped into office tt morning and I completely missed the opening time when everyone is snatching for slots. Damn Pissed! How can I be busy until like tt? What the hell am I busy with? Then, I missed out on the emails tt my frens are spamming ard becos I have been too busy tabulating PILI scores the whole day thro.... I WANT MY FREEDOM!!!!! Sobbz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more weeks of ultimate endurance. GRIT MY FREAKING TEETH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/joy-to-world-hole-is-gone.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/mummy-its-overboo-hoo.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-6649836389930038813?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/6649836389930038813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=6649836389930038813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6649836389930038813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6649836389930038813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/oo.html' title='~o_O~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-6432707676239708841</id><published>2008-06-17T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Joy to the world, The HOLE is gone~</title><content type='html'>Rmb our little story of the Holey Ah Gong turned Mysterious Green House Fly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am pleased to announce that the House Fly has decided to retire from the scene for a while. It's gotten quieter since then. Warning : Good things never last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasional buzzing still audible, but when u turn ur head to determine the source of the buzz, u'll realise that it's not a buzz but a rather strangled sound etched between a wheeze and a quack. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a vastly different note, tmr, I shall be demoted further to Sai2 Gang1 Senior, any lower and I might was well just take the broom from the auntie and sweep the place up for her. My adorable "Junior-Da-Zha-Mui" Senior is away on leave....why..... and then the rest of my department are gone too. So it's just me and SKA. Anw, I realise that my frens may not understand terms tt i'm using. Actually, I was assuming the position of "cadet-da-zha-mui" then i got two seniors above me, one more senior than the other (altho not in terms of age), and the three of us are legendary "Night Soil Collectors" in our lovely dept. Basically we handle all the sai2 gang1 thrown to us by the higher ups. Like, what's new....lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, I watched Kungfu Panda with HS. There's only one thing i have to say: "There's no charge for awesomeness...and attractiveness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/convicted-of-lying-thai-express-vivo.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/oo.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-6432707676239708841?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/6432707676239708841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=6432707676239708841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6432707676239708841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6432707676239708841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/joy-to-world-hole-is-gone.html' title='~Joy to the world, The HOLE is gone~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-1101369466664395668</id><published>2008-06-17T20:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:25:27.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Convicted of lying - Thai Express Vivo~</title><content type='html'>Hey people, if you ever wanna go thai express at vivo to makan, think twice before u make tt hasty little irrational decision.&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues and I were there for lunch last friday and service was in shambles, down the drain. They have this waitress that just CMI. We repeated our orders 3 times or more at least to her and she could still mistake Tom Yam Veggie Hor Fan for fried Hor Fan...like how is Tom Yam even close to Fried. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Well, she was nice enuff to tell us tt there's a promotion where we get free chicken drumlets if we pay by POSB Debit Card, sounds really good rite? Think again. This is what was served to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SFercVazl9I/AAAAAAAAAbY/7eN8UrcZG3E/s1600-h/DSC01711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SFercVazl9I/AAAAAAAAAbY/7eN8UrcZG3E/s320/DSC01711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212823596978902994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look carefully. IT'S A FREAKING PIECE OF BONE. It's like the removed the meat for some other purpose and served the unwanted leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;Like, if you wanna give freebies at least make sure they are fit for the purpose intended. Quality = Fitness for Purpose, if thai express really doesn't noe this, I think we need Raj to educate them on tt. Who in the world eats BONES? What do they think we are? Canines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hack, anw, beware if any idiot from Thai Express try to sell u drumlets, they have been convicted of lying. By Urs Truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/father-grandson-and-holey-ah-gong.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/joy-to-world-hole-is-gone.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-1101369466664395668?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/1101369466664395668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=1101369466664395668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1101369466664395668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1101369466664395668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/convicted-of-lying-thai-express-vivo.html' title='~Convicted of lying - Thai Express Vivo~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SFercVazl9I/AAAAAAAAAbY/7eN8UrcZG3E/s72-c/DSC01711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-6518740665354111676</id><published>2008-06-13T20:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~The Father, The GrandSon &amp; the Holey Ah Gong~</title><content type='html'>Due to certain unforeseen circumstances, the father's little bad habit has been forced to come to an abrupt halt, much to his displeasure, i suppose. But, on a brighter note (not for us), the grandson has done well in following the father's footsteps, like father like son, even bad habits can be passed thro generations. Stay tune to find out more abt the father and the grandson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear the holey ah gong has hidden holes all over, in addition to the ones given by mother nature. There isn't a moment when the holey ah gong isn't emitting buzzing noises. NOISE! I call it. Gives people migraines (even those who have no history of it). And as we all noe, ah gongs are legendary know-it-alls (self-proclaimed), universal snobs (perceived by all except himself), and are utterly irritating beyond human belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, the holey ah gong has outdone himself, progressing steadily from ah gong to holey ah gong, to LKK (aka Lao3 Kok4 Kok4), and finally to the highest achievable throne of the MYSTERIOUS GREEN HOUSE FLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My suggestions to all :&lt;br /&gt;1)Low Costs - Buy a Fly Swatter&lt;br /&gt;2)Medium Costs - Buy a Venus Fly Trap&lt;br /&gt;3)High Costs - Buy an automated, high power, high definition electronic Fly trap.&lt;br /&gt;Best to carry either one or more of the above items wherever u go. BEWARE! the Green House Fly is extremely dangerous. It's ultra steady sound waves will render anyone, even the winner of Mr Hunk Singapore, dead within seconds. CAUTION TO ALL, and All the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally-changed-my-blog-face-after.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/convicted-of-lying-thai-express-vivo.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-6518740665354111676?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/6518740665354111676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=6518740665354111676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6518740665354111676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6518740665354111676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/father-grandson-and-holey-ah-gong.html' title='~The Father, The GrandSon &amp; the Holey Ah Gong~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-6462687829339180696</id><published>2008-06-12T00:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~ABC~</title><content type='html'>Finally changed my blog face after soooo many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still Anime (A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still Bright (B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still Cute (C)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navigate around using the buttons and u'll realise the cute animations tt appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely ADORE my profile picture. One of the best i've taken of my new hair. heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've switched to one blog per page mode, so just scroll to the bottom of each page and click on the PREVIOUS or NEXT links to navigate b/w my posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe it's a little ma fan to tag now, but pls do tag my board. I get very happy when i see lotsa tags. hahahah oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 12:42 am. I am suppose to be up for work by 7 tmr...so why am i still here.&lt;br /&gt;All for the sake of my bloggie-blog-blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/haagen-mojito-friday.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/father-grandson-and-holey-ah-gong.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-6462687829339180696?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/6462687829339180696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=6462687829339180696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6462687829339180696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6462687829339180696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally-changed-my-blog-face-after.html' title='~ABC~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-8269472806144694656</id><published>2008-06-09T20:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:43.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Haagen-Mojito Friday~</title><content type='html'>This blog is to make up for friday which i failed to post due to fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 6/6/08, we had a Haagen Daaz treat in office. Mine was strawberry and double choco! Woot! yum yum. Being very naughty, I decided to take photos of the ice cream treat just to spite my colleague who was away on leave wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SE0lOQqf6fI/AAAAAAAAAaw/njAQJ3CD-lg/s1600-h/080606Haagan+Daaz+Day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SE0lOQqf6fI/AAAAAAAAAaw/njAQJ3CD-lg/s320/080606Haagan+Daaz+Day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209861270859147762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SE0lOtttT0I/AAAAAAAAAa4/XuproqklPw4/s1600-h/080606Haagan+Daaz+Day+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SE0lOtttT0I/AAAAAAAAAa4/XuproqklPw4/s320/080606Haagan+Daaz+Day+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209861278657236802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening is always good cos i get to meet up with my MS buddies. First stop, Settler's Cafe, had fun playing games, and I discovered i'm quite brainy when it comes to Win-Lose-or-Draw. Of course, i'm a natural genius when it comes to guessing the tunes. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booze party was good too. Ordered something called Mojito (pronounced "Mo-Yi-Toh"), and after a small glass (the kind where they use to serve you ice water in most western restaurants, about 10cm tall and 7 cm wide at the top), I was seeing double image..... DOTZ!!!! wth. So how? Go home lor.... But i had a good night's slp. Dreamless, all the way to morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SE0nVsV66zI/AAAAAAAAAbA/cFi7YwM8xSU/s1600-h/080606Booze+Training+%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SE0nVsV66zI/AAAAAAAAAbA/cFi7YwM8xSU/s320/080606Booze+Training+%288%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209863597571369778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SE0nVwioKHI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0z_2tJi9XX8/s1600-h/080606Booze+Training+%2810%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SE0nVwioKHI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0z_2tJi9XX8/s320/080606Booze+Training+%2810%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209863598698408050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SE0nWb3J7JI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/WJVWMcPTxnE/s1600-h/080606Booze+Training+%2823%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SE0nWb3J7JI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/WJVWMcPTxnE/s320/080606Booze+Training+%2823%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209863610327231634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering wat aaron did to huifen?? hmm... hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/summing-up.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally-changed-my-blog-face-after.html"&gt;~NEXT~                                                                                                              &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-8269472806144694656?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/8269472806144694656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=8269472806144694656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8269472806144694656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8269472806144694656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/haagen-mojito-friday.html' title='~Haagen-Mojito Friday~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/SE0lOQqf6fI/AAAAAAAAAaw/njAQJ3CD-lg/s72-c/080606Haagan+Daaz+Day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-4264471936727177437</id><published>2008-06-05T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Summing Up~</title><content type='html'>yes, as jas tagged, i am getting lazy. lolz. So i'll just some up my weeks right here and right now.&lt;br /&gt;let's see...firstly, on the 2nd Friday of our II period, I finally met up with yeiling and laura (tgt with jas, but since her see her more often...oh well, waha) Had thai express dinner (I love the crayfish vermicilli and the white tomyam is SHIOK!), then really good green tea ice cream with sweet potato dessert at tt Jap-western-food place in marina square, somehow i can never rmb the name. I just love green tea ice cream, mayb even more than i love chocolate. It's amazing how girls can chit chat abt everything under the sun for hours, tt's why i love being a girl, no one blames u for being chatty (except silly old Chinese Teachers back in pri sch who wears thick glasses that covers half her face and long flowy+flowery skirts and has alot of arm pit hair!). Anw, was really glad to see that laura likes her colleagues and yeiling is reminiscing soh's olympic standard lectures on a daily basis and EVERYBODY IS STILL ANIME CRAZY!!!! WEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, this sucks. The situation that I fear most has finally happened. SASUKE is blaming everything on KONOHA VILLAGE and has changed is lifetime goal from killing his brother ITACHI to personally bringing about the DESTRUCTION OF KONOHA VILLAGE. noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I resent this!!!! Change the F-ing plot!!!!! Sai lar......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, and moving on... 26th to 30th week was quite hectic for me, cos my two MGRs just came back from recruitment drives in two different countries, and tt means, plenty of post drive work to do. Ranging from cursing the damned MAPs system to going derange, courtesy of F-ing agents in China and Indo who just cannot perform their duties properly. Tell them to provide A Documents they give u B Documents, sometimes they just UP and dun give at all. And just for reference, A Docs and B Docs are both compulsory Docs under STCW (sounds familiar? gimme the long name any one, IT'S OUR FREAKING EXAM QNS!!!) requirements. In view of such a horrendous week, I looked forward to the weekly Friday gatherings with my MS mates cos this time round, we had Soh with us (Photos available on Jas's bloggy, linkable from my bloggy). Had a really good dinner, both food and dinner talk. Soh is a really amusing lecturer in more than one ways, it's good to have teachers who are open with their students. Then it was a girl's night out after dinner with me, Jas and Jieying going to P....'s Brauhaus for some booze. I drank!!!! 300ml of Munich Larger (pronounced Lar-girl without the 'l' sound) beer. REALLY SMOOTH.... Taste super different from Tiger Beer. Again, I'm amazed at how girls can talk and talk and talk, and for tt i love being a girl, save the chinese teachers. Anw, beer and sleep goes super well together, I reached home super sleepy and fell straight to sleep, no dreams, nothing. One smooth dreamless, well-rested night, just like the beer itself. AMAZING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on 1st June 2008, Sunday, at 4:30 am I embarked on the most crazy, out of my mind activity i've ever participated in. I, Shermaine Lin I-AM-CRAZY Tingyu, took part in NTU Sports Club's annual Bike Rally 2008, together with my amazing MS mates, Jas, Sinyee (with weiquan attached) and Aaron. This is an event made up of 300 over participants, attempting a route totaling a distance of 128km around this tiny little red dot island called SINGAPORE.  Route goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start Point : ECP&lt;br /&gt;End Point : ECP&lt;br /&gt;ECP ---- 21 km ----Labrador Park---19---NTU SRC--15--Kranji Park---19---Yishun Stadium---19---Serangoon Sec---19---Changi Beach--16--ECP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having less stamina than Jas, Sinyee, Aaron and Weiquan, I gave up Kranji to Yishun, Yishun to Serangoon and Serangoon to Changi. Gave my poor butt and thighs a rest before i attempt the last lap from Changi to ECP. I figured I shld at least attempt to cross the finishing line in Bike rather than on Bus. I have alot of stories to tell man. Firstly, NTU to Kranji, I realised i was all alone travelling along Lim Chu Kang Road all alone because whoever's in front of me and behind me are all too far out of my sight. The Cemetary was ok, nothing to be scared of, the Chicken farm was okay, bit stinky, but can manage, the forest lined roads were ok, UNTIL, a whole group of BANGLAS started appearing out of nowhere!!!!! This is what I called cycling for my life man, I have never peddled so fast in my history of cycling before, mumbling chants and for my daddy to protect me as i move along. SUXOR!!!! So this was how my knees became swollen upon reaching Kranji. Since i cld not longer move, i boarded the bus and left my rented bike in the care of the hired lorries. Last lap was equally challenging as I had to appease my badly tortured butt along the way. Every bump on the road caused an excruciatingly sharp pain in my Glutes Maximus, i was damn "high" for 16 km straight. Gritting my teeth, i peddled past the finishing line yelling vulgarities at those bloody Mud fathers who stopped right in the middle of the cycling track with their Mud kids. GAVE MYSELF A PAT ON THE BACK! Something worth mentioning was that Wei Quan won the lucky draw(much to sinyee's delight) and brought home a brand new Crumpler Bag... shucks i wanted one too....I just don't have luck in these sorta things. Anw, dinner was a simple affair but i enjoyed it cos we shared Oyster Egg, Fried Hokkien Prawn Noodle,  Chicken Wings and Satay, a proper meal after a long day is always SCRUMPLICIOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sunday was over and off we go to another new week at work. Pretty dry week cept for the appearance of my MS snr Yan Yee who has joined APMS as permanent staff. Had fun talking with her abt Raj and how sucky MS modules really are. I am so damn glad our seniors actually share our sentiments abt MS. Goes to show how much it has .... FAILED!!! Well, let's keep our fingers crossed and pray hard that it'll improve or we'd be holding a record as the fastest faculty to be dropped out of a tertiary education institute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had lunch tgt with Doreen Mommy and Elaine Jie Jie (cannot call her anything older or she'll kill me). SUSHI TEI!!!! Now they have an Early Summer promotion SEAFOOD SEAFOOD SEAFOOD EVERYWHERE!!! I swear tt if i die eating SEAFOOD i'll be the happiest person to die on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is environmental care day in APMS, as long as u pay $10 for a pin, u get to wear jeans and denims to work. Everybody looks sooo much different than they usually do, incidentally, APMS dun have dress down day .... bit analog IMHO, but oh well. So I wore my new denim skirt and white t shirt and nike sneakers and carried my super pinkish hello kitty sling bag. I was called a sec two kid the whole day, but i suppose in a way, tt's my aim. My policy in life is to be old but look young. So then I picked up a bad habit of people watching in office occasionally, ever since i got my new seat. You'll be amazed at how some working adults in office behave, there really are people who follow selected heads wherever they go, to the pantry, the fotocopy machine and even to the (hold ur breaths) freaking toilet!!! My God! What's with these people anw? Do they have any idea that people are watching? (It's not only me who is people watching. I learn to people watch because of a few selected Masters) It was just a temporary past time for the day, there is only so much u can see in a day and to keep watching is tiring because it's like watching a video recording replay itself. Lunched with Elaine, Shirlene and Yan Yee at Macs today. Denim and Macs are a perfect combination, it's called the BACK-TO-SCHOOL combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results were out at 12 am this morning. For a moment i resented Soh for my horrible results, but then i realised that it wasn't his fault, I din really perform well on the day itself cos I was considering too many things and being very wishy-washy abt my answer.  Anw, i still did not fall out of the 4.0 CGPA range so hopefully i can still secure my 2nd upper class honors. I'm praying and begging with anyone up there right now, Please save my 2nd upper....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to settler's tmr. Then it's off for pub crawl again. Which is good, cos it means i'll get a good night's rest tmr night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit abrupt, but i'll be ending off here and right now. till next time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/05/interning.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~ &lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                               &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/haagen-mojito-friday.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-4264471936727177437?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/4264471936727177437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=4264471936727177437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4264471936727177437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4264471936727177437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/summing-up.html' title='~Summing Up~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-1418116450232516056</id><published>2008-05-16T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Interning~</title><content type='html'>well, i dunno how many people noes this but i'm currently interning at A.P.Moller Maersk Singapore, after some events occurred. So anyway, I'm happily working in a ship owning firm doing things very much related to what I've been learning for the past 3 years (finally....).&lt;br /&gt;It's tiring and I complain alot to my friends, but overall it's still very fulfilling for a complete workaholic like me to work myself to death and then come home at the end of the day to enjoy a few episodes of animes which, incidentally, i have been watching for the 5th or 6th time. Official work hours are 9 to 5:30, but usually, i arrive at 8:30 and go home at 6:30 to avoid the AYE bottlenecks. Bus ride to and from work wastes about a total of 3 hours of my life each day, and the number of people trying to pack into 963 like sardines, never fail to amaze me. Oh well, it's either SMRT despatch more 963s at faster frequency or people take later or earlier buses. I'm not gonna budge, and if need be, i will squeeze my way thro and be as unreasonable as possible in bid to get a seat for the completely unbearable 1 hour and a half ride all the way to the interchange.  To hell with the aunties and uncles who constantly complain abt young people who dun give up seats.&lt;br /&gt;Well, one thing i learnt in office is that in one way or another u gotta clean up after the higher ups and no way u can avoid clearing up the mess that they create due to their own miscomms., not that i didn't already learn it in CEDGO, but this is on a whole different level. sigh.....oh well, on a happier note, I love my colleagues, esp the girls i usually hang out with. Amazing group of people, it's like i'm back in WG, I've got friends :) Happy Happy! Either way, I think things are starting to get better for me now (minus the stupid 3 hrs/day of life i lose), i'm happy. I'm getting rid of things that i shld be getting rid of and getting things i have been praying for, in return.&lt;br /&gt;After work lunch affairs with my fellow MS buddies are great too. Spanish food at TapasTree is really not worth the horrible attitude we got from the staff there. Don't bother, really. Well, next outing is on monday and i can't wait. Would be great to share our woes and wahs together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/05/end-of-torturefor-now.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/06/summing-up.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-1418116450232516056?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/1418116450232516056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=1418116450232516056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1418116450232516056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1418116450232516056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/05/interning.html' title='~Interning~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-6638596784011169643</id><published>2008-05-01T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~end of torture....for now~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;well, tt's it. I finished my year 3 of uni edu. closed with a nice WHAM! on tuesday owing to the ultra difficult ship chartering paper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;initial plan was to go for a violent game of paint ball, but unfortunately, we cldn't book the slot. so change of plans and we split into two grps, the KTV-ers and Movie-Goers. naturally, urs truly belongs strictly to the KTV-ers side. KTV-ing with jas, jieying and wee tee was fun. tried alot of oldies (subjected to numerous snide remarks from mr tey abt how they remind him of his aunt). I sang canto pop too :) heehee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;been playing Sims 2 since yesterday. Addictive game but after sometime, the irritations and boredoms will crawl in, esp when i'm attempting to play it on a lappie with only 512MB ram. Freaking slow and everytime i play, the entire game will hang and i have to restart and wait all over again. dotz. I am gg to buy myself a new ram. cannot tahan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-that-time-of-year-again.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/05/interning.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-6638596784011169643?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/6638596784011169643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=6638596784011169643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6638596784011169643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6638596784011169643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/05/end-of-torturefor-now.html' title='~end of torture....for now~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-7153234372131415887</id><published>2008-04-18T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~it's that time of the year again~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;yes yes, i noe i have been really lazy with posts. and in case u're wondering, nope, this is not one of those posts about some yearly festive seasons. It's wat we call the most dreadful time of year - the exam period.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;funny, how when it's time to be studying and here i am ranting abt it. i'm an emo person, we all noe tt, and sometimes i can have a really foul temper and mouth. symptoms get stronger during this time of year. when i'm busy cramming info into my pretty little head, anything can just irk me, and i mean anything, even good stuffs. oh well...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i've been complaining nuts abt this entire semester's modules, how irrelevant they are, how sucky they are, how nonsensical and waste of time they are, but eventually, it all boils down to this, here i am, cramming the irrelevant, sucky, nonsensical and waste of time info into this pretty little head. all those silly complains just become completely void and pointless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think i have my luck and the previous group of students who took spatial info science to thank for yesterday's paper. This is the module tt i completely reject out of inoue orihime's shields. i'm am not an IT savvy person and yet i'm being forced to study things like data formats and tables. crap. Apparently, last sem's students did shitty for the paper so to prevent the module from approaching annihilation, the syllabus was modified and plenty of hints were given for this sem's final paper. not trying to boast, but i think if i'm lucky i might even be able to scrap a B+ or an A. IF i'm really lucky tt is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;QM wasn't too bad alot to memorise, but i managed to stretch my memory space to the max. side effects include: foul temper, easily irritated, low tolerance level for sound, low tolerance level for receiving any other info apart from QM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In between all these, i actually managed to squeeze some time to download and play sims 2 till 5am, watch vandread once through again, read latest manga chapter updates for bleach, inuyasha and naruto and have dinner at botak jones. i guess what a fren of mine said was rite, maritime studies is a screwed up module tt any tom, dick and harry can easily ace because it's all memory work. but it's the best i can manage, i honestly cannot imagine myself in engineering. it'll be double the foulness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the other hand, i'm really excited abt my internship stint at maersk even though the job scope sucks. things happen and i'm suddenly tied to this co, but it's okay, it's all for the sake of 14K and more. yarukimasu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;been running back to NJ for choir prac with the alumni choir every friday, last fri was the last prac before we broke for exams. feels great to be singing again, well, at least it's occupying my oh-so-free friday evenings. weekends have been nothing but me and my animes for the past 3 months (not now, now i'm cramming info),  one of the major side effects of being single, sigh, i hope someone will come along real soon and pick me off this dusty shelf, sucks being the only one stuck here... that aside, i can't wait for exams to end, then it'll be me, my animes and sims 2! WOO-HOO! threesome! don't u just love the idea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-collection.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/05/end-of-torturefor-now.html"&gt;~ NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-7153234372131415887?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/7153234372131415887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=7153234372131415887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7153234372131415887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7153234372131415887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-that-time-of-year-again.html' title='~it&apos;s that time of the year again~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-8990140775214649415</id><published>2008-01-02T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:44.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~New Collection~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Haha, introducing my new New Collection of clothes for this CNY!!!.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one is for CNY eve dinner. Will pick a small jacket to go with it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R3ujs5fsBnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/q-wo50Ss2CY/s1600-h/DSC00994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R3ujs5fsBnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/q-wo50Ss2CY/s320/DSC00994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150890590571595378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one is for first day of CNY. My prized possession, paid for by mua but acknowledged by my best bro, HS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R3ujtZfsBoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/zJpo5JD8nxI/s1600-h/DSC00991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R3ujtZfsBoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/zJpo5JD8nxI/s320/DSC00991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150890599161529986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one is for 2nd day of CNY. I am soooo into retro. Series has a good range of retro clothes. It'll be my mambo attire number.....5 Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R3ujtpfsBpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/8jYabGNZ_70/s1600-h/DSC00992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R3ujtpfsBpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/8jYabGNZ_70/s320/DSC00992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150890603456497298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Need to find a top for this skirt. Planning to wear on 3rd or 4th day of CNY. Skirt is a prezzie from Godmother, so style's a bit different from wat i usually wear. But it's ok, i'll work sth out. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R3ujt5fsBqI/AAAAAAAAAag/Hkh4m8Jh-Rk/s1600-h/DSC00993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R3ujt5fsBqI/AAAAAAAAAag/Hkh4m8Jh-Rk/s320/DSC00993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150890607751464610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All my new apparels, including my new bikini. I just hope i can fit into it. Or rather, i won't look too fat in it....hmmm...oh well&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R3ujuJfsBrI/AAAAAAAAAao/bIQ1FM7ybHs/s1600-h/DSC00995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R3ujuJfsBrI/AAAAAAAAAao/bIQ1FM7ybHs/s320/DSC00995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150890612046431922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-morning-2008.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-that-time-of-year-again.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-8990140775214649415?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/8990140775214649415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=8990140775214649415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8990140775214649415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8990140775214649415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-collection.html' title='~New Collection~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R3ujs5fsBnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/q-wo50Ss2CY/s72-c/DSC00994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-5315733133414897552</id><published>2008-01-01T11:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:56:11.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>~Good Morning 2008~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Morning people! It's 2008. Year of the Rat. To my fren's who are turning 24 this year, Congrats! It's ur year and guess wad! You'll be hitting the big 30 in another 6 yrs. muahahahaha. I'm evil. Oh well...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have fun people, i'm gg to watch my anime liao. tata!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/into-2008.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-collection.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-5315733133414897552?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/5315733133414897552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=5315733133414897552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/5315733133414897552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/5315733133414897552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-morning-2008.html' title='~Good Morning 2008~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-4769945560866479880</id><published>2007-12-31T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:55:21.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Into 2008~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, i'm taking the last 15 minutes of 2007 to sum up the year&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I turned 21. So did all my fren's who were born in 1986. Big number and milestone in life. I didn't get to hold one of those extravagant parties cos my birthday fell on CHinese New Year Eve when everyone is at home having reunion dinner. I had mine too and my family celebrated my 21st for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;More confusions and then finally a bottom line. I moved on, thinking everything was over and i have only myself and my friends left. But apparently, parts of tt bottom line was erased and now its a doted line....causing even more confusion.... really dun wanna bring the confusions to 2008 but, i guess i dun have much of a choice, since i'm such a silly girl. oh well...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to Oslo with 40 others of my coursemates in Maritime Studies. Had a great time getting to noe each other there. Tried for the first time to live far away from home, be independent and DIY everything. Became a master in cooking, a genius in solving travel woes and soap opera character when i start thinking of Home and everyone left at home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm one and a half years away from graduation. Almost there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got my best grades ever in June this year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Danced in a combined dance concert.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the first time, went for an interview for a SGD24,000 scholarship, which sadly, i didn't get&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm looking forward to 2008. I will live thro 2008 with alot of smiles, laughters and happiness. This I promise to myself and to all who care abt me :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVE EVERYBODY AND ME! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/espanl.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-morning-2008.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-4769945560866479880?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/4769945560866479880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=4769945560866479880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4769945560866479880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4769945560866479880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/into-2008.html' title='~Into 2008~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-8964635595703627753</id><published>2007-12-27T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:55:21.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Espanõl~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, spain would have been very nice if not for A Series of Unfortunate Events&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think any bad thing that can happen on a holiday has already happened to us and we have, i am proud to announce, seen it all....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First day in Madrid (Spain), we arrived at 11pm nearing 12mdnt. Yes, people, tt's 0000Hrs. And since it was already such an ungodly hour, for yours truly, everyone decided to chop chop, get on the trains and get to hostel to meet the "Z" monster. Just how horrible can EU get man. It was only a short ride of 3 min on the train and my fren's passport got picked pocketed right out of the front pocket of his jeans. So then, the rest of the wee hours of the morning was spent searching for police station to make a report, getting contacts of embassy, etc etc...oh well, it was a learning experience. Now we all noe what to do shld we be faced with such incidents again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next day we headed for the Free Walk Tour. It was quite ok, but i still think berlin's best. The guide talked alot abt the history of Madrid and took us through the towns explaining the history and architecture of the buildings (which i personally think is amazing cos there's a distinct mix of western and muslim styles in the buildings). There was also a street whereby anyone who walks through it will definitely get married some day. I walked through it. :) heehee. People in Madrid sure noe how to party, they have pubs and bars mushrooming all over the place, and there's this 24hour shop tt sells this typical Spanish food tt seems a little like our chocolate fondues except that the chocolate is much thicker, more chocolaty, less sugary and less milky, and you dip Churos into it rather than fruits. It's damn nice. Period. Oh oh, and they had wonderful Calamari Rings, Finger lickin good and this nice drink called Sangria is a must try. It was also in Madrid that I first stepped into and tasted Hard Rock Cafe Food. Din buy the tshirts there though, cos i dun wanna end up wearing the same top as everyone else lol... Serving was humongous. Luckily i ordered grilled salmon and the serving was pathetic compared to the other meals, wahaha, i was the only one who wasn't stuffed to the brim. lol...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took a plane to Barcelona. Sadly, without Zhijian, cos he had to stay back to get his replacement documents and air tickets back to SG. The documents didn't allow him to travel....First night there was just a mad rush to find food. 2nd day we took a 2 hour walk tour. Terrible tour. Guide was late. She was soft. She cldn't engage her audiences (us). She was just plain boring. Naturally, we didn't give much tips to her. Also took a 10 km hike to far far away to visit this temple called Sanguria Familia. Amazing architect work by Gaudi. I wonder if he's a decendent of god cos his architectural works are amazing. Thing about this temple is that it's construction started 120 yrs ago and it's still not completed, they are still building. Makes me doubt the efficiency of Spanish people....oh well... We wanted to enter the temple to see the interior, but they already closed the elevator by the time we got there, so we decided to go back the next day. Early morning, we took train to the temple. The interior is just as impressive as the exterior. In the afternoon, it was to FC Barcelona Stadium, Nou Camp....was it??? Oh well, I'm an idiot when it comes to soccer. Nothing much for me to see there, so i fell aslp while waiting for the rest to buy their goodies. BOring....But night event was good. We went to see a Flamenco Show, had a traditional Spanish Tapas meal and visited a pub and a club in Barcelona. Very happening people in Barcelona. Worse thing that happened to us was on the day tt we were finally gg back to Oslo. Due to wrong info given by the train station personnels, we ended up in the wrong train station and we missed our flight and ended up having to pay an extra 350 Euros for another flight back to Oslo. Mad rush man....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All throughout the trip, there were alot of incidents of racial discrimination against us. Firstly, this shop owner scolded us the four letter word just because we refused to buy stuffs from him, then, waiters were very rude to us, threw us the bill like we owed them everything....I think service standards in Singapore is the best already. U damned people stop writing to our forum to complain abt Singapore's service industry standards because when u look at the EU, I think they suck even more. Their service industry is in Shambles and can go right into the bin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All throughout my 5 mths in EU, Scandinavia and any other country with non-asians, I feel bullied, discriminated and disrespected. Fuck off u bloody ang mohs. You think u're sooo great that u can treat other races the way u do, attack Iraq for the oil supply they have? Who are the terrorists now? Look at urselves u bastards, living in a welfare state, having everything given to you without putting in any effort and then thinking you're superior to everyone else. One fine day, all of you, every single one will meet your downfall for looking down on us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I F-ING HATE ANG MOHS!!!!! PERIOD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-of-exams-and-spain.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/into-2008.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-8964635595703627753?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/8964635595703627753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=8964635595703627753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8964635595703627753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8964635595703627753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/espanl.html' title='~Espanõl~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-3791154689042669592</id><published>2007-12-15T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:55:21.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~End of exams and Spain~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just ended my last paper yesterday....as usual, i din really noe wat i was writing. Oh well Hack!. Anw, Today is my last day in my room, moving out to my fren's room, tt we're sharing, later. I had a nice cozy room, but a terrible neighbour, so i guess it balances out and i dun really miss this place too much. Trees and lampposts outside are covered with a thin layer of snow...think it must have snowed last night. Nice view :).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm flying off to Madrid, Spain tonight. Gonna be a sickening 3 hour flight. I hope Spain is nice...Truth be told, i've been travelling around quite a bit to the extent tt i'm getting tired. It's like my poor old body can't keep up with the mad rush anymore. I can't really think abt spain rite now. All tt's running thru my mind is the thought of going home in 8 days. Think i'll be spending every minute tt i'm awake and when i'm dreaming counting down to gg home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon Soon. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/ppf-past-present-future.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/ppf-past-present-future.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/espanl.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-3791154689042669592?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/3791154689042669592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=3791154689042669592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/3791154689042669592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/3791154689042669592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-of-exams-and-spain.html' title='~End of exams and Spain~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-8110066860449809156</id><published>2007-12-09T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:55:21.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~PPF = Past Present Future~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, like i said, i'm not in the mood to study, so i read thro all my older entries in my blog and I realised i've had this blog, TGIMD for 2 years already, from the time i haven't started Uni all the way till now. So then why are my entries only starting from 2007?? Well, cos i have memories, good and bad, from entries 2006 and before that I dun wish to touch upon anymore. 2007 is a whole new chapter in my life. I'm 21. I'm happy, more so than i was in 2006. I'm independent. I have stronger opinions and confidence. Oh well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then i read this question that i posted in one of my 2006 entries, about whether anyone will miss me when i'm here in Norway. Now that i'm here, i've found the answer to this question.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ABSOLUTELY FREAKING YES, AND ALOT OF PEOPLE AT THAT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's only when i come here that i realise how much impact I have on people's lives. I always thought I was this background, extra character in the lives of my family and my friends, but I was wrong. Coming to Oslo has shown me how much of a standing i have in the lives of people in SG. Best part was when Rui told me that he did miss me, I almost burst out in tears. I always thought i'm the only one tt misses my bro, but to think he actually missed having me ard is damn touching. Then there's this other individual who told me tt he misses me if i said so. And then there's HS, CY and CK who constantly talks to me on MSN. Can really feel they miss having the noisy n bubbly me around. And not forgetting Ade, MJ, Meli and Neo. And then there's Hozzy, Sharon and jingyang who'll talk to me abt lindy now and then. I miss everyone, I really wanna go back because i can feel they are missing me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-most-hated-paper.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-most-hated-paper.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-of-exams-and-spain.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-8110066860449809156?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/8110066860449809156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=8110066860449809156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8110066860449809156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8110066860449809156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/ppf-past-present-future.html' title='~PPF = Past Present Future~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-8812973935228025575</id><published>2007-12-09T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:55:21.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~my most hated paper~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;well, i've officially conquered my most hated paper 2 days ago and I'll be taking my 2nd last paper tmr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't say tt I can definitely ace my most hated paper, but at least, i dun think i'll fail, considering the 15 pages that i have written. Oh well, but quantity doesn't always = quality rite? watever....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;been accompanying mom online yesterday, playing that chinese vocab game tt carol sent to me. Wahahaha, u'd expect me to do worse than my mom considering how i have not even read any chinese for the past like 5 years....on the contrary, I scored 71/100 while mom only got 58. muahahaha. I pwned her....lol...oh well... Anw, looking at my score, i felt quite ashamed of myself. Maybe i really should go back home and pick up on my chinese. I feel i'm losing alot of valuable knowledge on chinese, I can hardly speak proper chinese sentences now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, now for my Things-I-Want-To-Do Count again. THis time verbally, cos apparently my previous photo post had quite a bad effect on my friends who are with me in oslo. Everybody cannot tahan the food pictures. wahahaha oh well...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.) I wanna take up piano again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.) I wanna brush up on my chinese&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.) I wanna complete as much of my jap as possible then take the JLPT tests&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.) I wanna go Sentosa for the Sun, Sea and Sand. I'm looking like a zombie now, damn white&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.) I wanna cook for my friends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;6.) I wanna learn to make Guo Tie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.) I wanna eat steamboat and black peppercrab and seafood claypot beehoon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8.) I wanna earn money for my Japan graduation trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9.) I wanna go Redang or Tioman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;10.) I wanna lose another 3 kg.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11.) I wanna buy NEW YEAR CLOTHES!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;12.) I wanna get alot alot alot of ang baos for new year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;13.) I wanna watch Golden Compass, Star Dust, Enchanted and Alvin and the Chipmunks with my buddies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;14.) I wanna buy Harry Potter and the OOTP DVD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;15.) I wanna go Lindy!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, enough, I write somemore it's gonna take till tmr. It's sunday today and i'm suppose to be cramming more information into my tiny head. but hack, i'm not in the mood now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rui's in Cambodia now, too bad his gal can't go with him, oh well....Haha, whenever I call him Rui, it reminds me of Lei from Hana Yori Dango...lol...Oh well, doesn't hurt to have a celeb for a brother. Missing him alot, I wanna watch new animes with him....sobz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/exams-suck-im-just-bored.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/ppf-past-present-future.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-8812973935228025575?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/8812973935228025575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=8812973935228025575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8812973935228025575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8812973935228025575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-most-hated-paper.html' title='~my most hated paper~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-3756776505489507659</id><published>2007-12-07T06:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:44.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~exams suck! I'm just bored~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Two days ago, this was wat's outside my window&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1h4-3ZkNKI/AAAAAAAAAYo/eiTerzvl19M/s1600-h/1122Snow+War+%2843%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1h4-3ZkNKI/AAAAAAAAAYo/eiTerzvl19M/s320/1122Snow+War+%2843%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140991996061824162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is wat's outside my window today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1h5nHZkNOI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dTQreAgrE38/s1600-h/DSC00871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1h5nHZkNOI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dTQreAgrE38/s320/DSC00871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140992687551558882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i tried to study because i like the weather. But I really hated the module cos it's in short a repetition of wat i have been slogging to commit to memory for the past 2 years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1h5nXZkNPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/4oCVtHb89n4/s1600-h/DSC00904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1h5nXZkNPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/4oCVtHb89n4/s320/DSC00904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140992691846526194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hence my attitude towards tomorrow's paper is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1h5n3ZkNQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/vMs4dXRU1KA/s1600-h/DSC00908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1h5n3ZkNQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/vMs4dXRU1KA/s320/DSC00908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140992700436460802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the mysterious smile i give as a bonus. No one can tell what i've installed for tmr. Only me...wahahahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1h5AHZkNNI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ffD2LD5e-eM/s1600-h/DSC00915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1h5AHZkNNI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ffD2LD5e-eM/s320/DSC00915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140992017536660690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I pwn Mona Lisa at mysterious smiles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-top-of-world-indeed.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-most-hated-paper.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-3756776505489507659?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/3756776505489507659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=3756776505489507659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/3756776505489507659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/3756776505489507659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/exams-suck-im-just-bored.html' title='~exams suck! I&apos;m just bored~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1h4-3ZkNKI/AAAAAAAAAYo/eiTerzvl19M/s72-c/1122Snow+War+%2843%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-3442715757700304963</id><published>2007-12-02T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:45.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~On Top of the World Indeed~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;YEAH!!!! Asians are no longer the stereotypic beady eyed dumbers. We're coming up in world beauty contests. Was looking at the news on Miss World 2007. Gosh! Miss China really very very pretty (by my standards, i dun care wat others think).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1KJSXZkNHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/qJW4JmJcyeA/s1600-R/Miss+World+2007+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1KJSXZkNHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/p5af7mfVZdc/s320/Miss+World+2007+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139321073395053682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1KJSnZkNII/AAAAAAAAAYY/2iMeZfv7-t4/s1600-R/Miss+World+2007+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1KJSnZkNII/AAAAAAAAAYY/pCqSEpMdoEM/s320/Miss+World+2007+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139321077690020994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;SOOOOOO PRETTY!!!!! I'M TOTALLY IN LOVE!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the other hand.....EH, SG, I think we really need to buck up on our taste for beauty man.....very hard to compete leh (go to the Miss World 2007 webbie and check out photos for the various contestants bah). And one more thing. Japan!!!! Why the hell did your standard drop soooo much. I think last year's choice was damn good lor, runner up rite? But this year......-_-.... Oh well. Korea, cute lar, but can improve. On the other hand, I think Msia selection not too bad....least better than SG.....sorry SG, gotta admit tt we really lose out.... I noe i'm not pretty enough to comment on others but really lar, at least improve a bit on stds can? I tot last year's Peggy and the year before's Jade was good, too bad SG judges dunno how to pick.....oh well... watever&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, gg back to study.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/snow-war.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/exams-suck-im-just-bored.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-3442715757700304963?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/3442715757700304963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=3442715757700304963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/3442715757700304963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/3442715757700304963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-top-of-world-indeed.html' title='~On Top of the World Indeed~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R1KJSXZkNHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/p5af7mfVZdc/s72-c/Miss+World+2007+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-4533822379386071036</id><published>2007-11-26T04:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:45.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~SNOW WAR!!!!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's 4am in the morning. I'm supposed to be in bed, sleeping soundly. So why exactly am i awake??????? Here's the story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At about 2 am in the morning, "流れ星"(Reads "Nagareboshi". It's one of the Naruto ending themes) started singing from my handphone. As most ppl would already have guessed, I was FAST ASLEEP. DEEEEEEPPPPPP SLEEP. Reluctantly, I opened my eyes and grabbed my phone from the table above my head and answered the call, just to shut "Nagareboshi" up. Guess Who?? My dearest favourite roomie(it's not sarcarsm. She's my 2nd roomie and since i dun really noe my first one on a personal level, she automatically become favourite roomie lor weeeeheeheee), Jas. Conversation went like that:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sher: Haaaaallooooo.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jas: Sher ah, 你睡了ｈｕｈ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sher: nnnnnn.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jas: Eh, 你要不要出来?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sher:　现在！！！！？？？？？去哪里！！！？？？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jas:　去玩咯！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sher:　HUH????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jas: 现在外面下很大雪，我们要去ｌａｋｅ那边玩。U　ｗａｎｎａ　ｃｏｍｅ？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sher:　哦，ｏｋａｙ，给我一点时间，我换件衣服。你们在哪里？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jas:　ｏｋａｙ！Ｔｈｅｎ　我们在ｂｌｏｃｋ　ｔｅｎ后面那个ｂｉｇ　ｃａｒｐａｒｋ　等你ｈｏｒ！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and sooooo, after gearing up in as much clothes as i can, i went down to find the rest of them. Crowd wasn't very small wor. Imagine, Jas, Amelia, Sinyi, Zhijian, Aaron, Wee Tee, Huifen and Jieying all there leh. My goodness! These people really nocturnal mammal. Sure enough, the snow was super huge and the sight outside was super beautiful. Everywhere covered in PURE WHITE SNOW!!!!! AHHHHH!!!!! Show u all photos k.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0cT53Hoo3I/AAAAAAAAATo/XdWLfJMxy70/s1600-h/Snowing1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136095784808784754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0cT53Hoo3I/AAAAAAAAATo/XdWLfJMxy70/s320/Snowing1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0vOqnHopZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/mZTry1-zO2k/s1600-h/1122Snowy+Fight+%2826%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137427031397016978" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0vOqnHopZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/mZTry1-zO2k/s320/1122Snowy+Fight+%2826%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3ca4b9333f7bbd67" 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://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ca4b9333f7bbd67%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D3131409FD4996DE696F4869EBF6FD5AE5D89C5.71DCB164A36919703E7D0E85F45A7830AD8CF85B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ca4b9333f7bbd67%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKUs4HukcA1P5W4Xj8dCTieyTfBY&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://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ca4b9333f7bbd67%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D3131409FD4996DE696F4869EBF6FD5AE5D89C5.71DCB164A36919703E7D0E85F45A7830AD8CF85B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ca4b9333f7bbd67%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKUs4HukcA1P5W4Xj8dCTieyTfBY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0cT6HHoo4I/AAAAAAAAATw/hcoxogwH3CQ/s1600-h/Snowing2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136095789103752066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0cT6HHoo4I/AAAAAAAAATw/hcoxogwH3CQ/s320/Snowing2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0cT7HHoo5I/AAAAAAAAAT4/eu3lzusb71c/s1600-h/Snowing3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136095806283621266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0cT7HHoo5I/AAAAAAAAAT4/eu3lzusb71c/s320/Snowing3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somewhere in between our walk to the lake, we met the PRC scholars who were also enjoying the snow scene. You know what happens when one group of people meet another group in a place covered in snow that is ankle deep???? SNOW WAR!!!!!!!! Had alot of fun fighting in the snow, by the end of it my whole head was white....wahahahah lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0vOrXHopaI/AAAAAAAAAYA/hzvFv6Ojq3E/s1600-h/1122Snowy+War+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137427044281918882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0vOrXHopaI/AAAAAAAAAYA/hzvFv6Ojq3E/s320/1122Snowy+War+%281%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0vOrnHopbI/AAAAAAAAAYI/gt-Wx7YL8tE/s1600-h/1122Snowy+War+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137427048576886194" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0vOrnHopbI/AAAAAAAAAYI/gt-Wx7YL8tE/s320/1122Snowy+War+%283%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The after maths. All drenched.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So sad, cannot post the vids cos file a bit too large oh well, check my facebook or youtube or CR bah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/five-things.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-top-of-world-indeed.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-4533822379386071036?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/4533822379386071036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=4533822379386071036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4533822379386071036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4533822379386071036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/snow-war.html' title='~SNOW WAR!!!!!~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0cT53Hoo3I/AAAAAAAAATo/XdWLfJMxy70/s72-c/Snowing1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-7167939341458185864</id><published>2007-11-24T05:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:48.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Five Things and Ten Groups = I WANNA GO HOME!!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Five things i want to eat when i touch down in Singapore on 24th December 2007&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dN-XHoo8I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/3Gp52007BYk/s1600-h/Black_pepper_Crab_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dV23HopGI/AAAAAAAAAVg/XtIX5DAa8wA/s320/ZOuk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136168301036610658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dRz3HopDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HgBBjkZtZeY/s1600-h/KLunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dRz3HopDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HgBBjkZtZeY/s320/KLunch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136163851450491954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dRz3HopEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/XTPvNWb3mFE/s1600-h/cathay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dRz3HopEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/XTPvNWb3mFE/s320/cathay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136163851450491970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dR0HHopFI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nRtDdjfV8yU/s1600-h/NTU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dR0HHopFI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nRtDdjfV8yU/s320/NTU.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136163855745459282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Shocking, yes, but i really miss ntu)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Five Things I wanna do when I go to those places.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0ddVnHopHI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kJrsSmkY7a0/s1600-h/jogging.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0ddVnHopHI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kJrsSmkY7a0/s320/jogging.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136176525898982514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0ddWXHopII/AAAAAAAAAVw/ClzFq7jkm0Q/s1600-h/karaoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0ddWXHopII/AAAAAAAAAVw/ClzFq7jkm0Q/s320/karaoke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136176538783884418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0ddWnHopJI/AAAAAAAAAV4/YIT6fxF0EAk/s1600-h/Shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0ddWnHopJI/AAAAAAAAAV4/YIT6fxF0EAk/s320/Shopping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136176543078851730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0ddXXHopKI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3LCBBdv5Ies/s1600-h/dot046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0ddXXHopKI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3LCBBdv5Ies/s320/dot046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136176555963753634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0ddXnHopLI/AAAAAAAAAWI/HKs8Q4R5Zgw/s1600-h/02082007301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0ddXnHopLI/AAAAAAAAAWI/HKs8Q4R5Zgw/s320/02082007301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136176560258720946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Three Things i Wanna buy two days after I reach SIngapore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0deDXHopNI/AAAAAAAAAWY/h57ekBiKzpw/s1600-h/OOTPvcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0deDXHopNI/AAAAAAAAAWY/h57ekBiKzpw/s320/OOTPvcd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136177311877997778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0deDHHopMI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/E-DnZySQcak/s1600-h/Tops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0deDHHopMI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/E-DnZySQcak/s320/Tops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136177307583030466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0deDnHopOI/AAAAAAAAAWg/kQCQUFjwlKM/s1600-h/SHoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0deDnHopOI/AAAAAAAAAWg/kQCQUFjwlKM/s320/SHoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136177316172965090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ten Groups of people i wanna meet when i Reach Singapore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dfNnHopPI/AAAAAAAAAWo/08xUKNtvisY/s1600-h/07CNYnMy21st+%285%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dfNnHopPI/AAAAAAAAAWo/08xUKNtvisY/s320/07CNYnMy21st+%285%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136178587483284722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dfN3HopQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/P1dPJRDMRKY/s1600-h/07CNYnMy21st+%2811%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dfN3HopQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/P1dPJRDMRKY/s320/07CNYnMy21st+%2811%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136178591778252034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dgGHHopWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/QwuUmIuMwoM/s1600-h/07CNY+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dgGHHopWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/QwuUmIuMwoM/s320/07CNY+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136179558145893730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dfOXHopRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Uu1OnOqHFaE/s1600-h/07Meli21st+%2830%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dfOXHopRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Uu1OnOqHFaE/s320/07Meli21st+%2830%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136178600368186642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dgEXHopUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/zcYZhgNpTds/s1600-h/05xmas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dgEXHopUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/zcYZhgNpTds/s320/05xmas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136179528081122626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dfQnHopSI/AAAAAAAAAXA/jrV4FTCUJkM/s1600-h/CIMG1519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dfQnHopSI/AAAAAAAAAXA/jrV4FTCUJkM/s320/CIMG1519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136178639022892322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dgF3HopVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/5gKLs3fPq_E/s1600-h/07JY21st+%2840%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dgF3HopVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/5gKLs3fPq_E/s320/07JY21st+%2840%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136179553850926418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dfQ3HopTI/AAAAAAAAAXI/U2AAD-7dN3Q/s1600-h/07Insinyur+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dfQ3HopTI/AAAAAAAAAXI/U2AAD-7dN3Q/s320/07Insinyur+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136178643317859634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dirnHopXI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yKZSBnnFqDM/s1600-h/P7210154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dirnHopXI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yKZSBnnFqDM/s320/P7210154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136182401414243698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0ditXHopYI/AAAAAAAAAXw/rNMMGKv7IyU/s1600-h/P1000017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0ditXHopYI/AAAAAAAAAXw/rNMMGKv7IyU/s320/P1000017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136182431479014786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So much for studying. Guess wad, I spent the whole day blogging. Wahahahaha Oh well....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember a song tt a good friend of mine used to like alot. Dunno if he still likes it, but it's got the words "I wanna go home" in it and i think it's best to describe my feelings now.....sobz....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-exams-i-am-bored.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/snow-war.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-7167939341458185864?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/7167939341458185864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=7167939341458185864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7167939341458185864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7167939341458185864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/five-things.html' title='~Five Things and Ten Groups = I WANNA GO HOME!!!~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dN-XHoo8I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/3Gp52007BYk/s72-c/Black_pepper_Crab_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-6906875712422038321</id><published>2007-11-24T05:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:49.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~I HATE EXAMS! I AM BORED!~</title><content type='html'>我承认，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dKD3Hoo7I/AAAAAAAAAUI/JceI5kmsE1w/s1600-h/Picture+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136155330235376562" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dKD3Hoo7I/AAAAAAAAAUI/JceI5kmsE1w/s320/Picture+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;我是自恋狂！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/expressing-myself-and-my-predicament.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/five-things.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-6906875712422038321?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/6906875712422038321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=6906875712422038321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6906875712422038321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6906875712422038321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-exams-i-am-bored.html' title='~I HATE EXAMS! I AM BORED!~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0dKD3Hoo7I/AAAAAAAAAUI/JceI5kmsE1w/s72-c/Picture+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-8767039226157477951</id><published>2007-11-20T01:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:55:21.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Expressing myself and my predicament the way i like~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Recently, i contracted an illness called the singing fever. I'm deprived of karaoke and singing sooo much that i resorted to downloading minus one (instrumental) music and singing and at the same time, recording my own voice. So much for studying for my exams. I know alot of people are gonna slam me for posting this on my bloggy, but hack. Besides, the songs i'm posting describes my predicament and what i'm thinking and what i have to say to... oh well nvm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d87a19d195404674" 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://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd87a19d195404674%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28205B49EB955FCCC06F432EC301850AF85DF835.7E6EBE304984710C0A3A5E5BB8E4A0F2148066DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd87a19d195404674%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNgYjjpynxiTntnEaPhnAVmFCLZU&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://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd87a19d195404674%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28205B49EB955FCCC06F432EC301850AF85DF835.7E6EBE304984710C0A3A5E5BB8E4A0F2148066DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd87a19d195404674%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNgYjjpynxiTntnEaPhnAVmFCLZU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, it's not exactly 晴天 but it is snowing quite heavily these days. Waking up to a snow covered land is beautiful, but it sucks to walk out. Cos firstly, it's freaking cold. Secondly, it's slippery. Nuff said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9ab8f13fe4b9850f" 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://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9ab8f13fe4b9850f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82FEE8ECCF7518D7677D926FC11D05FD099967C6.85B1DCE7D18677E2CC02862D3FF7E467B396D75B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9ab8f13fe4b9850f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Du0gApW6vyPfRobnarjmQWFuntzI&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://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9ab8f13fe4b9850f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82FEE8ECCF7518D7677D926FC11D05FD099967C6.85B1DCE7D18677E2CC02862D3FF7E467B396D75B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9ab8f13fe4b9850f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Du0gApW6vyPfRobnarjmQWFuntzI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, yes. Talking about white, cold, solid things again. This is the second best song to describe what i'm thinking i guess...hmmm....oh well....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f59540cc1d7be59a" 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://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df59540cc1d7be59a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D785C6B2AB2B2C97EA338D1B2A504787B867FC13D.7DA9851D5C52D58410A6E6B163A0F423F6BE2C0F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df59540cc1d7be59a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dht48aPGo1tENmDxtg9D0atlI9HE&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://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df59540cc1d7be59a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D785C6B2AB2B2C97EA338D1B2A504787B867FC13D.7DA9851D5C52D58410A6E6B163A0F423F6BE2C0F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df59540cc1d7be59a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dht48aPGo1tENmDxtg9D0atlI9HE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something i shld have said, and mayb still wanna say but i guess it's all pointless now.....oh well....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/whil-williamson-office-by-sea.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-exams-i-am-bored.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-8767039226157477951?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9ab8f13fe4b9850f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f59540cc1d7be59a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/8767039226157477951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=8767039226157477951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8767039226157477951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8767039226157477951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/expressing-myself-and-my-predicament.html' title='~Expressing myself and my predicament the way i like~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-96482893908564184</id><published>2007-11-05T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:51.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Whil. Williamson, The Office by the Sea~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;海の隣に会社があります。I know u're gonna scold me again if u read this Honseng. Muahahahaha. Can't help it, i'm Japan's 头号Fan! Anw, tt sentence reads "There is a company situated next to the sea". This is the 2nd last company that we visited here in Oslo, Whil. Williamson. It's a large large LARGE company with offices, agents and representatives all over the globe. It's main business is in transportation of RO-RO cargo. Tt's roll on and roll off cargo, meaning vehicles with wheels lar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing much to say about the presentation. Just another one of those tt introduces and promotes their company. But there is something to say about the after presentation buffet and the location of the company. View from the office is super beautiful, I think alot of people will want to work in a place like that. Look out of the window and instead of another tall, grey structure, it's the sea! Woot! The variety of food at the buffet was WOW! Everything from roast beef to fresh prawns to pies etc etc, best we've ever had so far. Nuff said, gonna show off some of the photos we took. I'll try my best to include commentary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, for the ease of viewing, all commentary will be AT THE BOTTOM of the image posted, starting from TOP LEFT and MOVING CLOCKWISE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0by33HoorI/AAAAAAAAASI/1csebCiciVQ/s1600-h/WW1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0by33HoorI/AAAAAAAAASI/1csebCiciVQ/s320/WW1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136059466565329586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.)One fine morning, I woke up to this view outside my window. Very beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.)That morning, we went to a company called Whil Williamson, located at a beautiful place and we had a lecture which was very boring, so we decided to take photos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.)While touring the office building, I found a toy :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.)My Black Pearl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0by53HoosI/AAAAAAAAASQ/9PgK0Ul1vcc/s1600-h/WW2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0by53HoosI/AAAAAAAAASQ/9PgK0Ul1vcc/s320/WW2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136059500925067970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.)Look people, this is what i'll be working with next time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.)Okay, I'm always caught eating on candid camera. But hack, got good food = got me :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.)Outside the office building. Wind is very strong, but i love my hairstyle wahahahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.)THE SEA!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0by6HHootI/AAAAAAAAASY/gwFvgVix3wQ/s1600-h/WW3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0by6HHootI/AAAAAAAAASY/gwFvgVix3wQ/s320/WW3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136059505220035282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.)The Beethovens. Why? Think about it,贝多芬=背多分。Haha,近音词. But gotta admit lar, their back view is not bad. Quite manly to some extent...when i compare my bros in SG and these three...er....sorry bros, abit no fight lar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.)My Pirates of the Carribbean&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.)We're trying to block his face cos Mr Tey Wee Tee (a.k.a. Mr Tai Wai Tai) is too 自恋 already. But unfortunately, we failed, cos cameraman (Zhijian) decided to stand on the guy's side and he took the photo on the 2nd count instead of the 3rd.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.)My source of support and life far far away from home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0by8XHoouI/AAAAAAAAASg/3b28X9qUGQ4/s1600-h/WW4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0by8XHoouI/AAAAAAAAASg/3b28X9qUGQ4/s320/WW4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136059543874740962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.)EMO PHOTO!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.)WTF? (Everybody laughed like mad when Zhijian suddenly change his pose&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.)Just the girls only is good enough to WOW the crowd. Pretty me :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.)The Crowd. Wahahahahah Lame.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okie, tt's abt all the photos i have for WW. Rest of the week nothing much happened. Went to school as per normal, came home as per normal, study as per normal, play computer as per normal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/paparparis.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/expressing-myself-and-my-predicament.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-96482893908564184?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/96482893908564184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=96482893908564184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/96482893908564184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/96482893908564184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/whil-williamson-office-by-sea.html' title='~Whil. Williamson, The Office by the Sea~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/R0by33HoorI/AAAAAAAAASI/1csebCiciVQ/s72-c/WW1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-1906611582136983162</id><published>2007-11-03T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:52.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Pa...par...Paris~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Weeeee!!!! We're gg to Paris!!!! Prior to my Paris Trip, i've been warned umpteen times tt French people are the most stuck up and unfriendly people in the world. Contrary to that, I realise that French people, or at least those in Paris, are pretty friendly, helpful and easy to approach, even more so than those dumb, assholetic Norwegians i have had the misfortune to have met. Anw, my Paris trip in short is Out of This World. Should have arrange to go with a larger group, would be even more fun, well hack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 1, after a morning's dreadful lecture, yeiling, jas, wee tee and i hurried back to hostel to do our final packing which we had only an hour to complete. THen it was rush rush rush to Gardermeon Airport to catch our 2hr flight to Paris Orly Airport. Nothing very eventful happened cept tt I realised that Paris metro train system is very messy, but i have two people who have already conquered the London metro system so navigating in Paris underground wasn't that bad. But still, it took us an hour to figure out the routes, get the tickets, and get on the airport express train. THen another hour changing umpteen times of trains just to get to our hostel. dotz...So on this boring route, we decided to take some photos, as usual.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAWDEequI/AAAAAAAAARQ/3-c5l2wRvc8/s1600-h/Paris1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAWDEequI/AAAAAAAAARQ/3-c5l2wRvc8/s320/Paris1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128544823193545442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That night, we had chinese food for dinner and it was damn good. Got feeling of home. Then we decided to work off all tt food by walking fr our hostel to the Eiffel Tower. We heard fr some of our helpful but probably not tt accurate friends that the Eiffel Tower is 1/2 hour away by foot and that we had to cross a river....hmm....but when we attempted the route ourselves, we realised that 1/2 hour was correct but there wasn't any river to cross, it was pretty easy to find especially at night when everywhere else was darker than the brightly lit Eiffel Tower. Truth be told Eiffel Tower is overrated in the day but in the night, Eiffel looks great. Check it out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAWzEeqvI/AAAAAAAAARY/K8d22tJ92D0/s1600-h/Paris2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAWzEeqvI/AAAAAAAAARY/K8d22tJ92D0/s320/Paris2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128544836078447346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 2, DISNEYLAND, HERE I COME!!!! I totally went crazy when i arrived at Disneyland Paris. It's like gg back to being a kid again. And i think everyone who knows me well also noe tt i'm super afraid of Roller Coasters and anything with sudden drops. But this time round, i was being dragged onto anything and everything that has sudden drops, 360 degrees loops, sharp turns and high speeds. Screamed my way through everything, but the feeling after i come down from the ride was always, SHIOK! No amount of words can describe it. Maybe cause i can release all my pent up unhappiness and anger and etc etc while screaming my lungs out on the ride. Thanks to papa Wee Tee and mui mui Yeiling, Jas jie jie and I have now conquered a little of our fear of roller coasters. Next time we go to a theme park, feel free to drag me onto roller coaster rides, hee hee. IMHO, at least 2 days is needed to clear disneyland and studio, so the one day we had was definitely not enough, cause we realised that because we chose to take rides, we missed out on the photo sessions with all the disney characters....so sad....I want my princesses.... Either way, i think all four of us enjoyed ourselves thoroughly at Disneyland, even bot my Shermo (mo zai) there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAXDEeqwI/AAAAAAAAARg/ZF7Fd_-vnOM/s1600-h/Paris3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAXDEeqwI/AAAAAAAAARg/ZF7Fd_-vnOM/s320/Paris3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128544840373414658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAXjEeqxI/AAAAAAAAARo/uQSfyp3LOAE/s1600-h/Paris4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAXjEeqxI/AAAAAAAAARo/uQSfyp3LOAE/s320/Paris4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128544848963349266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAYjEeqyI/AAAAAAAAARw/Jm-i2ZCZehs/s1600-h/Paris5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAYjEeqyI/AAAAAAAAARw/Jm-i2ZCZehs/s320/Paris5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128544866143218466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 3, Last day in Paris and the most Arty Farty day tt bored us out, totally. Mona Lisa meant nothing much to me esp when i cannot appreciate art enough to save my life. Though the pyramids are pretty interesting. Rest of the afternoon was spent at the most expensive shopping street in Paris, the Disney Store there had lots of soft toys and I bot my silly sebastian from there. Flight back was quite uneventful cept the hour plus delay which wld eventually lead to us missing the last train back to our hostel unless we bot another ticket for the express train, which we did. Sigh...watever...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAljEeq0I/AAAAAAAAASA/1YqV1uS9cFc/s1600-h/Paris7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAljEeq0I/AAAAAAAAASA/1YqV1uS9cFc/s320/Paris7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128545089481517890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAkTEeqzI/AAAAAAAAAR4/G087nMFg3mw/s1600-h/Paris6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAkTEeqzI/AAAAAAAAAR4/G087nMFg3mw/s320/Paris6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128545068006681394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for Paris, not much written i noe, but i think pictures are better than words. Incidentally, i have changed my flickr album URL to one tt's easier to rmb : http://www.flickr.com/photos/shertgimd/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/excursions.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/whil-williamson-office-by-sea.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-1906611582136983162?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/1906611582136983162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=1906611582136983162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1906611582136983162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/1906611582136983162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/paparparis.html' title='~Pa...par...Paris~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyxAWDEequI/AAAAAAAAARQ/3-c5l2wRvc8/s72-c/Paris1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-9114965270287132647</id><published>2007-11-03T06:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:53.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Excursions~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Looking at my title, u'd think i've gone back to primary school where excursions are probably the best time of my life cos i get to spend quality time playing and having fun with my classmates and best friends. Well, I guess there's an element of the sort in this entry cos I still get to spend alot of quality time with my friends from MS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just a day before i set off for Switzerland, I had a class excursion to the Norwegian Ship Owners' Association (NSA). I think ang mohs have a habit of splurging on their office layouts and decos, cos the whole place was soooo nicely decorated with expensive looking furniture and pin ups and structures. Nothing much to say bout this trip but got alot of photos. SO i shall selectively post some here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuswzEeqqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/VrChNS8Hc74/s1600-h/NSA1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128382555034135202" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuswzEeqqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/VrChNS8Hc74/s320/NSA1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuswzEeqrI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/oLWYKka0RFw/s1600-h/NSA2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128382555034135218" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuswzEeqrI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/oLWYKka0RFw/s320/NSA2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2nd excursion was after our return from the Switzerland-Germany trip. This time we went to visit a P&amp;amp;I club called Skuld. Presentation by the representative was really bad cos she was just reading off slides and seemed really unprepared. Well, having done a handful of presentations for the past 2 years, i think we do have a std tt is sufficient to criticise others, muahahaha. Anw, the visit wasn't worth much mentioning, but the outing after tt was. We went to the Akerhus Fortress right opposite Aker Brygge and next to the ferry harbour. View of the Oslo Fjord from the fortress was very beautiful so naturally, we were cam whoring again. Incidentally, I got the term cam whoring from Jas, thought it sounded pretty crude but describes the phenomenon best. I have some photos below, mainly the group ones cos as usual too little space/time to post too much stuff. I also included this super funny picture of us picking Gao Lats (also known as Chestnuts, yes, the ones roasting on the open fire tt we sing about during Xmas). I was quite surprised to find Gao Lats here cos i always thought it was traditional chinese makan, but apparently, Gao Lats were known as Chestnuts to the Ang Mohs and they do eat them too....hmmm...ok... I'm not good with nut names.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyusxTEeqsI/AAAAAAAAARA/ESZ9NXeQ7SE/s1600-h/Akerhus1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128382563624069826" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyusxTEeqsI/AAAAAAAAARA/ESZ9NXeQ7SE/s320/Akerhus1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyusxjEeqtI/AAAAAAAAARI/aXVDuTsGHag/s1600-h/Akerhus2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128382567919037138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyusxjEeqtI/AAAAAAAAARI/aXVDuTsGHag/s320/Akerhus2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3e1b1f7f28cce0b2" 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://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3e1b1f7f28cce0b2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35E7D695FBB245721D24FCAD6B1CAF393EA00842.73E48B633812B37291221B521918F43B6FE3A90B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3e1b1f7f28cce0b2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1LbVeEJor4q3CUYDpoASkPfSiWE&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://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3e1b1f7f28cce0b2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331442930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35E7D695FBB245721D24FCAD6B1CAF393EA00842.73E48B633812B37291221B521918F43B6FE3A90B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3e1b1f7f28cce0b2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1LbVeEJor4q3CUYDpoASkPfSiWE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, tt shld about conclude this post. My next one would be on my Paris trip. Still thinking whether to split into 3 days and post 3 diff entries or not...haha but Paris was fun for me. so definitely will post sth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/germany-again.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/paparparis.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-9114965270287132647?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/9114965270287132647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=9114965270287132647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/9114965270287132647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/9114965270287132647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/excursions.html' title='~Excursions~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuswzEeqqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/VrChNS8Hc74/s72-c/NSA1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-5592357666188523278</id><published>2007-11-03T04:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:54.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Germany again~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Three years ago, I set foot in a place called Bremen which was located in a country called Germany. It was my first time so many miles away from home for a choir competition. This year, I'm back in Germany again but this time round, it's for a whole 5 days of fun. Three years ago was fun, with my group of buddies tt are in SG now, mugging away for their exams, but there was still this element of stress involved due to competition. THis time round, i'm back here for pure touring so lemme reintro this place called Germany again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First stop was Munich. Rmb my previous entry, i mentioned that the entire trip, i was stuck with mom and gran, so yar, basically i'm still stuck with them and i have hardly met fen, ying, zhijian, jas and yeiling. But, being me, i'm not gonna spoil my own holiday, so here's my own bit of fun. Munich's a nice place, but there's only so little time to see so much things, naturally, we have to be a little bit more picky here. We arrived and settled down in munich at abt 2 plus to 3 in the afternoon, so there wasn't much time to tour munich. After some thought, mom and i decided to take their public transport system and head down to visit the Olympic park and the BMW museum. I guess these are two significant enough places in Munich already bah. Olympics is a significant event and BMW is a significantly expensive car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuSJjEeqgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kOPP7R4OHhE/s1600-h/munich1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuSJjEeqgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kOPP7R4OHhE/s320/munich1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128353293421947394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuSKDEeqhI/AAAAAAAAAPs/z0J5fGeN5Mo/s1600-h/Munich2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuSKDEeqhI/AAAAAAAAAPs/z0J5fGeN5Mo/s320/Munich2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128353302011882002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too bad we didn't have a guide to tell us stories of the place. So for us, it was basically just 到此一游, take a photo and go. Anw, we later managed to find out, some how that the Olympics was held here some where in the late 1970s. I can't rmb the exact year already, haha, nvr very good at memorising numbers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most people will think that we would spend our second day touring the rest of munich and visiting the infamous Dachau Concentration Camps. Well, then these people really dunno Sher well enough. With the options of a Fairy Tale Castle Tour, A Sound of Music/Mozart Salzburg Tour and the Dachau Concentration Camp Tour set out right in front of me, of course Sher will NOT choose the Dachau Concentration Camp Tour. Sorry Germans, but that tour is too morbid for me and besides i've got two people with me who have been thro' the dark days of the racial riots in SG, so who in the right mind would wanna drag them to see such morbid and tragic places. To tell you the truth, I had a super hard time deciding between the Fairy Tale Castle Tour and the Salzburg Tour. In the end, my love for music caved in on my childish desires so then we find ourselves on the 2 hour train ride to the beautiful city of Salzburg.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A little bit about Salzburg before i intro the places that i visited. In chronological order, Salzburg was where music prodigy Wolfgang A. Mozart was born, christianed, raised and first performed in. For the music lovers, we all know that Mozart was a child prodigy who composed his first unpenned piece at the age of 5, held his first public performance at the age of six and penned his first composition at the age of 8. I would give my life to have a talent like that. But, as usual, talented individuals are usually less taken care of in other areas, and for Mozart, his life was a wee bit too short. Died at the young age of 35. Sigh....Ok, sad stories aside. Salzburg was also the setting of the true story turned musical, Sound of Music. The real Maria Von Trapp was nunned and married in one of the abbies on top of a hill in Salzburg old town, many scenes in the musical itself was also filmed in Salzburg old town and I got to see quite a few of them. Can u imagine my excitement. I could hear the songs in Sound of Music playing over and over again in my head. So basically, i got a chance to see the real abby, several scenes from the SOund of Music, the actual house that Mozart was born in and lived in as a child, and the fountain that Mozart was christianed in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuYmjEeqiI/AAAAAAAAAP0/0-cN3kgbCpk/s1600-h/Salzburg+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuYmjEeqiI/AAAAAAAAAP0/0-cN3kgbCpk/s320/Salzburg+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128360388707920418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top Left: Mom caught my Cam whoring virus and insisted on posing with the train station sign.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top Right: Garden that the 7 children and Maria Von Trapp (played by Julia Andrews) danced through and sang classic tunes like Do-Re-Mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bottom Left: The Do-Re-Mi fountain. Named so because in the scene of the Do Re Mi song, the children and Maria danced around this fountain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bottom Right: The Garden&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuYmjEeqjI/AAAAAAAAAP8/JBL21PtuBhc/s1600-h/Salzburg+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuYmjEeqjI/AAAAAAAAAP8/JBL21PtuBhc/s320/Salzburg+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128360388707920434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top Left: The abby where the Real Maria Von Trapp (the one who sold the story to Hollywood who created the Sound of Music) was nunned and then later married (to Captain Von Trapp) in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top Right: Holy fountain where baby Mozart was christianed. Maybe if i had a chance to bath in it when i was a baby, i might become a music prodigy too... sigh... if only&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bottom Left: The square where Maria's (played by Julia Andrews) bus circled as she was on her way for the first time to the Von Trapp house and she was singing "I have Confidence"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bottom Right: House where Mozart was born in. Think the location is geniune, but in order to preserve the house, the did quite a lot of modifications&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuYmzEeqkI/AAAAAAAAAQE/vsKLX1N0C9Q/s1600-h/salzburg+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuYmzEeqkI/AAAAAAAAAQE/vsKLX1N0C9Q/s320/salzburg+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128360393002887746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top left: Eggs painted in all sorts of colours with all kinds of deco for Easter. Very very pretty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top Right: Me in the little cafe where i had the best cakes ever tasted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bottom Left: Mozarts Clavichord where he composed the Requiem. Wonder if it's the actual one though...hmmm....wat's the credibility&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;BOttom Right: The Cakes!!!!!! Period.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Salzburg is in Austria, for those of you who suck in Geog (like me niahahaha). So basically, it was one more country visited for me. I'm happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next morning, we took a super early train to Berlin, I was feeling a little down already cos the next day mom and gran are leaving for Singapore. I might have been complaining alot about them disrupting my plans, but the thought of them gg is still quite saddening. Anw, I spent the afternoon with them on one of the local sight seeing buses so that they can at least take a look at Berlin. Berlin is a place full of historical values. Just the Berlin wall itself has enough stories to cover the whole of SG. I din get to hear much of these stories while on the sight seeing bus cos the guide was this dumb joker who was trying to crack lame jokes in German and not introducing the places at all. Irritating. That's one day down. Next morning, after seeing mom and gran off to the Berlin Tegel Airport (incidentally, Berlin itself has 3 airports. WTH), I took a train down to Brandonburger Tor to meet up with jas, yeiling, fen, ying and zhijian. Finally, one day of sightseeing and tour with my Frens who can appreciate the history and everything else with me. We started our day with a 3 hour free walking tour. This is called Free Tour and this organisation holds tours all ard europe, working on a tips basis. Pretty brilliant idea. Anw, our guide was this tiny Swedish girl with a whole lot of energy stored in her. Very lively and very good at telling stories. She told us the story of how the statue on Brandonburger Gate was stolen by Napolean (french) and then recovered again, recaped the history of WWI and WWII, told us how the Nazis came to power and all tt had happened, how Hitler died, how Berlin was split into East and West, how the Berlin wall came up (in one night), how families were torn apart (in one night) and how the wall came down (very stupid way). Apparently, there were terrible problems even after the Berlin wall was torn down because the East and West were educated very differently and hence, the West looked down on the East. Sigh....and to think they were once of the same country and probably family. After the walk, we decided to do some shopping. I was in need of a sling bag because my Esprit is giving way and there have been several comments that I look like an auntie carrying it. So enuff is enuff. Bot a nike one for about 40 plus SGD quite nice :) I think you'll be able to see it in my last set of Berlin photos below. The last two. Hee hEe. Who can resist the power of a new bag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuiKDEeqlI/AAAAAAAAAQM/C9u3cfqbWI0/s1600-h/Berlin1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuiKDEeqlI/AAAAAAAAAQM/C9u3cfqbWI0/s320/Berlin1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128370894197926482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuiKDEeqmI/AAAAAAAAAQU/utZ4hiJArfY/s1600-h/berlin2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuiKDEeqmI/AAAAAAAAAQU/utZ4hiJArfY/s320/berlin2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128370894197926498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuiKTEeqnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/l1bLQLv_xPI/s1600-h/berlin3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuiKTEeqnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/l1bLQLv_xPI/s320/berlin3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128370898492893810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day in Berlin ended with a Bang! Why? Cos that night, we planned to knock out Zhijian with alcohol and put make up on him. Unfortunately, due to my bad habit of sleeping early, I missed out on the fun and only heard of it. Shit.... So anw, the rest of them carried out te plan which eventually failed and resulted in a semi drunk zhijian sitting on Jas (imagine a 90 kg on a 48kg...OUCH) and bitting the skin off Fen's arm. Oh well, at least i was safe and sound on my bed snoozing. Next morning had to catch train to Bremen so gotta wake up pretty early, but i guess Macdonald breakfast made up for it. Within a few hours, i'm back at the familiar Bremen Train Station where i took a photo of three years ago. the Exterior still looks pretty much the same and the restaurant, where i had tt disgusting rice (which now i noe is called risotto, a type of ang moh rice tt is both hard and cold) and where HS drank Earl Grey and got commented by Ms Lim tt it was an old man's drink, was still standing right there, above the staircase. Suddenly, I miss HS, CY and CK....ahhhh.....sobz....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuiKjEeqoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WvpLMKaqFV8/s1600-h/bremen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuiKjEeqoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WvpLMKaqFV8/s320/bremen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128370902787861122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay ppl, u might have noticed tt i'm a bit slow when it comes to shutter response timing. so when everybody is posing, i'm still pretty much blur blur as to wat's gg on. Well, hack, i'm not a typical camera whore anw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's abt all for Germany and a little bit of Salzburg. Next entry will be back in Oslo with my new found group of frens. Incidentally, we're planning our graduation trip to the big J word, my favourite word, JAPAN.!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/10/swiss-way.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/excursions.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-5592357666188523278?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/5592357666188523278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=5592357666188523278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/5592357666188523278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/5592357666188523278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/germany-again.html' title='~Germany again~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyuSJjEeqgI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kOPP7R4OHhE/s72-c/munich1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-4392664987010981382</id><published>2007-10-17T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:54.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~The Swiss Way~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;ok everyone's asking me to update my bloggy, so i shall write some things about my mid sem trip. One thing to note is tt though it was suppose to be a trip with my frens, mom and granny decided to join in the group but not the fun...Switzerland was fun, but I tot it would have been more fun if it were just me and my frens. I felt a little miserable cos i had to be away from my frens but i guess the good food at no expense of mine at all makes up for the misery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First stop with mom and gran was Geneva, Switzerland. Less than 3 hours after touch down, i turned to mom and said:" Mommy, i want to move here and work here after i graduate." Mommy turned back and reply:" Really? I want to live and retire here." Then i said:" Good! Then when i graduate we'll leave everything in SG, all my worst memories (and come to think of it i do have quite a bit i wish to leave behind including some damned ones in Uni.) put Ah Boy (my bro) in a Swiss uni and move the whole family (tt's me, mom and boy) to Switzerland." Bit of a wishful thinking on my part, but i am going to try for it. So why the thought of emigrating? Cos Switzerland is a super lovely place. The air is good, the people are good the place is good, the transport system is good, the flowers are good etc etc....too many to be named.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyRffDEeqZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/XWYWnV6TSNk/s1600-h/1005Geneva+%2864%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyRffDEeqZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/XWYWnV6TSNk/s320/1005Geneva+%2864%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126327262859143570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now back to this little place named Geneva. It houses some of the most important organisations in the world e.g the United Nations, The International Trade Organisation, The World Health Organisation, the World Trade Organisation, the Red Cross Association etc etc. It's a land of neutrality. It also has the largest lake in europe, the Geneva Lake with the fountain that shoots jets of water up to 149m high. A boat ride along the banks of the lake takes us to see all the manors (they call them manors, but i think these residences looks more like castles) of famous families for example the Colgate family who makes all ur colgate products like tooth brushes and pastes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't stay in Geneva for long cos the next stop was even more worth a stay. The following day after touching down in Geneva, I lugged along my mom and gran's luggage and we headed for the train up to the village of Zermatt, Switzerland. Incidentally, i met my sec 2 science/form teacher, Mrs Woo on the train and she and her husband too were on their way to Zermatt. Come to think of it, i haven't seen her for 7 years and honestly speaking, she looks super different from then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zermatt is a little town far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It's a good place for honey moon, for the whole family or just simple for one to relax and enjoy the scenery. The town is basically lined with houses built with wooden logs and the old town itself is about 500 years old. Gives it a very country side feeling right in the middle of a valley surrounded by mountaineous ranges.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyRffjEeqaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/VKZPBgIh9xw/s1600-h/1006Zermatt+%2829%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyRffjEeqaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/VKZPBgIh9xw/s320/1006Zermatt+%2829%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126327271449078178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyRffzEeqbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/YRZ1iiyLTtA/s1600-h/1006Zermatt+%2832%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyRffzEeqbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/YRZ1iiyLTtA/s320/1006Zermatt+%2832%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126327275744045490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We decided to try out some local food and the Swiss are super nice people who will take us all the way to the nicest restaurant which serves the best Swiss delicacies. One of the most famous Swiss food is their Meat Fondues and their Cheese Fondues. Looks about like steamboat in SG but the only diff is, the pot is smaller, fire is smaller and the soup is just clear soup with mayb a little beef stock. The fondue comes with several different sauces: salsa, mustard, mayo, curry, vodka, etcetc. My favo is the curry sauce. Actually, can try cooking meat fondue when i get back to SG. Who wants to try raise up ur hands...or alternatively can spam my chat box.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyRfgDEeqcI/AAAAAAAAAPM/IxF75v5lK2w/s1600-h/1006Zermatt+%2858%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyRfgDEeqcI/AAAAAAAAAPM/IxF75v5lK2w/s320/1006Zermatt+%2858%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126327280039012802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyRfgzEeqdI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ou70P3w96Lc/s1600-h/1006Zermatt+%2862%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyRfgzEeqdI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ou70P3w96Lc/s320/1006Zermatt+%2862%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126327292923914706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Food aside, the next attraction in Zermatt is the trip up to Gornergrat just to catch a glimpse of the Matterhorn Mountain, whose tip is covered in snow all year round. For some reason, i can't seem to upload my photos here. Well, in any case, just go to my flickr album to see more photos bah. Worth a look cos Zermatt is very pretty and so's the Matterhorn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/11646911@N05/show/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So anw, after my Matterhorn trip, mom and gran decided to drink some special Swiss made wine and they bot one standard sized bottle. I drank half the bottle in order to help clear the wine. And as most of u ppl already noe, I suck at drinking. Spent the night hugging the stupid toilet bowl. Tt's it. No more alcohol for me. Point is, i was wide awake but my stomach felt sick. If anyone thinks tt's the end of it, well, think again. I spent this ill fated trip throwing up my guts. cos the next day, while in Chur, I ate one piece of spoilt meat in the hotel and the spent the day throwing up in Zurich, so i couldn't enjoy Zurich much either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thankfully, I was pretty much cured by the time i reached Munich. Which will appear in my next entry, which i am currently still a little lazy to blog. But the photos are already up. Those who have my facebook will have seen it. FOr the rest who don't well, there's always my flickr album. I'm paying for it, so u all better make use of it and go look look see see ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-fine-day.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/11/germany-again.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-4392664987010981382?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/4392664987010981382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=4392664987010981382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4392664987010981382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4392664987010981382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/10/swiss-way.html' title='~The Swiss Way~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RyRffDEeqZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/XWYWnV6TSNk/s72-c/1005Geneva+%2864%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-7536142835440817452</id><published>2007-09-11T04:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:54.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~One Fine Day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;One fine day, we decided to take a photo of ourselves in Marine Insurance lecture. Probably during one of our breaks. Nobody takes photos when lecturer is talking, I swear. Sleep a while mayb, but not take photos. On this fine day, we also decided to head down to central Oslo for some shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWk8SI5NOI/AAAAAAAAANk/fx80tHjeKS4/s1600-h/0829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWk8SI5NOI/AAAAAAAAANk/fx80tHjeKS4/s320/0829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108670707889943778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWk-SI5NPI/AAAAAAAAANs/0aIhv0a3e4w/s1600-h/0829+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWk-SI5NPI/AAAAAAAAANs/0aIhv0a3e4w/s320/0829+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108670742249682162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One fine day, Jasmine brought home Cold Crab for dinner. They were tiny hairy crabs with practically no crab meat at all but there was alot of roe!!!! Woot! Good for roe lovers like me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWk-iI5NQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/3dDlRcJj4MA/s1600-h/0828dinner+%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWk-iI5NQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/3dDlRcJj4MA/s320/0828dinner+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108670746544649474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One fine day, we decided to head down to the park and lake at Sognsvann which is about 5 min walk away from our hostel at Kringsja. Lovely place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWlASI5NRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/PTGlXG59zPM/s1600-h/0909SognsvannLake+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWlASI5NRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/PTGlXG59zPM/s320/0909SognsvannLake+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108670776609420562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWlAyI5NSI/AAAAAAAAAOE/BdF83dkCgw4/s1600-h/0909SognsvannLake+%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWlAyI5NSI/AAAAAAAAAOE/BdF83dkCgw4/s320/0909SognsvannLake+%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108670785199355170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWnyyI5NTI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Z8vji5u73Qk/s1600-h/0909SognsvannLake+%288%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWnyyI5NTI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Z8vji5u73Qk/s320/0909SognsvannLake+%288%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108673843216069938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWnzyI5NUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/RHg89jE8AyM/s1600-h/0909SognsvannLake+%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWnzyI5NUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/RHg89jE8AyM/s320/0909SognsvannLake+%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108673860395939138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWnzyI5NVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/I_-BYEjjG74/s1600-h/0909SognsvannLake+%2833%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWnzyI5NVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/I_-BYEjjG74/s320/0909SognsvannLake+%2833%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108673860395939154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One fine day, we saw a rainbow on our way back to hostel. It brightened our otherwise tired and long draggy day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWn0SI5NWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/keTszpAIHLk/s1600-h/0910rainbow+%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWn0SI5NWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/keTszpAIHLk/s320/0910rainbow+%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108673868985873762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One fine day, i cooked spaghetti for dinner. And i'm getting more and more impressed by my own culinary skills.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWn0yI5NXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/QRR97WB_Yw0/s1600-h/0910dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWn0yI5NXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/QRR97WB_Yw0/s320/0910dinner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108673877575808370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/09/room-and-dinners.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/10/swiss-way.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-7536142835440817452?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/7536142835440817452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=7536142835440817452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7536142835440817452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7536142835440817452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-fine-day.html' title='~One Fine Day~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RuWk8SI5NOI/AAAAAAAAANk/fx80tHjeKS4/s72-c/0829.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-6746968750721024872</id><published>2007-09-02T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:55.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Room and Dinners~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okie, i promised and exclusive intro to my room, but to those who have seen my flickr photos, this is just some commentaries and explanation added to those photos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpYxiI5M6I/AAAAAAAAALE/t34GUgmwndU/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpYxiI5M6I/AAAAAAAAALE/t34GUgmwndU/s320/0827Hostel+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105490735578821538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the main corridor to the stretch of rooms where one of which is me and jas's. It's wat you'll see when you finish climbing up four levels and 8 flights of stairs and open the door. No elevator! Woot! I'm gonna be qualified for the Underweight Category when i get back to SG.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpYxyI5M7I/AAAAAAAAALM/ZMXrpWFUDVo/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpYxyI5M7I/AAAAAAAAALM/ZMXrpWFUDVo/s320/0827Hostel+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105490739873788850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are all the room numbers belonging to this stretch. Make a guess wat's mine?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpYyCI5M8I/AAAAAAAAALU/m1CheLBRKj0/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpYyCI5M8I/AAAAAAAAALU/m1CheLBRKj0/s320/0827Hostel+%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105490744168756162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Entrance to the kitchen with a huge freezer in front where we keep our raws.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpYySI5M9I/AAAAAAAAALc/tPX82YQZ4hY/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%285%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpYySI5M9I/AAAAAAAAALc/tPX82YQZ4hY/s320/0827Hostel+%285%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105490748463723474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Kitchen. The ever holy grounds in a hostel, situated in a country where food is sold at heaven price (tian1 jia4). Basically, we have all our meals here cos it's cheaper to cook meals ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpYyyI5M-I/AAAAAAAAALk/yqUK4iSgfDw/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpYyyI5M-I/AAAAAAAAALk/yqUK4iSgfDw/s320/0827Hostel+%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105490757053658082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the corridor with rooms at both sides. Last room on the left's mine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpeBCI5M_I/AAAAAAAAALs/_OHbFlTrByI/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpeBCI5M_I/AAAAAAAAALs/_OHbFlTrByI/s320/0827Hostel+%288%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105496499424932850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Main door to me and Jas's "Apartment"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpeBSI5NAI/AAAAAAAAAL0/cvky9vW6A8Y/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%289%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpeBSI5NAI/AAAAAAAAAL0/cvky9vW6A8Y/s320/0827Hostel+%289%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105496503719900162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our rm numbers. Try guessing again which's mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpeBiI5NBI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Lsai9ndjiaQ/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%2810%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpeBiI5NBI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Lsai9ndjiaQ/s320/0827Hostel+%2810%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105496508014867474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is wat you'll see when you enter the above door&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpeByI5NCI/AAAAAAAAAME/A05woySluOA/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%2811%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpeByI5NCI/AAAAAAAAAME/A05woySluOA/s320/0827Hostel+%2811%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105496512309834786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;View to the left is our cupboards and barang area&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpeByI5NDI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5uzaQ9tD_mA/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%2813%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpeByI5NDI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5uzaQ9tD_mA/s320/0827Hostel+%2813%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105496512309834802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;View to the right, the toilet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpgFyI5NEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/JryjH-EYxiA/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%2814%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpgFyI5NEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/JryjH-EYxiA/s320/0827Hostel+%2814%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105498780052567106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My room door. Room 404. Did you guess correctly?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpgGCI5NFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/o5bGDoLIPBE/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%2815%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpgGCI5NFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/o5bGDoLIPBE/s320/0827Hostel+%2815%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105498784347534418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Open my door and this is wat u'll see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpgGSI5NGI/AAAAAAAAAMk/22jOEpQAdaM/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%2816%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpgGSI5NGI/AAAAAAAAAMk/22jOEpQAdaM/s320/0827Hostel+%2816%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105498788642501730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;MY BED!!!! With my fat pillow (the red one). I love hugging things tt are a little broad...brings back memories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpgGiI5NHI/AAAAAAAAAMs/UjDTevDrwEY/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%2817%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpgGiI5NHI/AAAAAAAAAMs/UjDTevDrwEY/s320/0827Hostel+%2817%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105498792937469042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My rack and arm chair. Rack's where i put all my books and munchies. Arm chair's where i throw my bag and cooking cloths.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpgGyI5NII/AAAAAAAAAM0/1YY3YWwAo_o/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%2818%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpgGyI5NII/AAAAAAAAAM0/1YY3YWwAo_o/s320/0827Hostel+%2818%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105498797232436354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My study table and lappie. Place where i spend most of my time at. Over here, u have to survive on Laptop and mahjong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rtpi2SI5NJI/AAAAAAAAAM8/KWLzMHkNroU/s1600-h/0827Hostel+%2819%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rtpi2SI5NJI/AAAAAAAAAM8/KWLzMHkNroU/s320/0827Hostel+%2819%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105501812299478162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;one last look at my room before i move on to dinner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rtpi2iI5NKI/AAAAAAAAANE/ijdZfKpnXoU/s1600-h/0830dinner+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rtpi2iI5NKI/AAAAAAAAANE/ijdZfKpnXoU/s320/0830dinner+%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105501816594445474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This dinner two nights ago. Bit unhealthy cos got two fried stuffs. But who cares, I found wanton skin and managed to make fried wanton tt tasted very very good so to hack with fried stuffs man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rtpi2iI5NLI/AAAAAAAAANM/7KdSX95VG0w/s1600-h/0901dinner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rtpi2iI5NLI/AAAAAAAAANM/7KdSX95VG0w/s320/0901dinner.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105501816594445490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night's dinner. Guess wat's this for? Rui may noe. Mommy shld noe. Sunariyah will definitely noe if she reads my bloggy. Hint: I cooked it all by myself, in the style tt we cook it at home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rtpi3CI5NMI/AAAAAAAAANU/xv02CbqXGNw/s1600-h/0901dinner+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rtpi3CI5NMI/AAAAAAAAANU/xv02CbqXGNw/s320/0901dinner+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105501825184380098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got it correct? IT'S HOME COOKED HOR FAN!!!! Can u imagine my elation when i found packet kway teow in TT [the chinese based dry market where i found my Yeo's Sesame Oil (Note:does wonders to all food stuffs)].&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rtpi3SI5NNI/AAAAAAAAANc/prJnl9RvPUw/s1600-h/0901dinner+%285%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rtpi3SI5NNI/AAAAAAAAANc/prJnl9RvPUw/s320/0901dinner+%285%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105501829479347410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dessert for last night. Green bean soup with lots and lots of sago. heehee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Drooling already?? Never mind, cook for you when i go back to SG, upon request only. Muahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/08/cooking-favourite-pastimes-viking-ships.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-fine-day.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-6746968750721024872?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/6746968750721024872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=6746968750721024872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6746968750721024872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6746968750721024872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/09/room-and-dinners.html' title='~Room and Dinners~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtpYxiI5M6I/AAAAAAAAALE/t34GUgmwndU/s72-c/0827Hostel+%283%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-2409868706189843787</id><published>2007-08-28T03:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:55.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Cooking, Favourite Pastimes, Viking Ships and School~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey ppl, I've decided to skip Verona Florence and Pisa and go straight back to Oslo. If you're still craving for Italy, then go check out my photo album at: "http://www.flickr.com/photos/11646911@N05/" bah. Got back to Oslo on 16th Aug and dinner for the evening was the long missed "Instant noodles" woot! Actually, i din miss it tt much, it's just cos we din buy any raw materials to cook a proper meal. So as u can guess the following day was marketing day for all of us, esp me cos i din pack my shampoo and body foam and pad and lots of other basic necessities into my luggage (too heavy). Spent another 530kr, tt's about 135 SGD on basic necessities and  food stuffs like chicken, veg, fish, garlic and shallots. Finally able to whip up a decent meal tt night. Wanna see? What am i asking man, i dun care whether u wanna see or not, i'll just post it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMjVSI5MpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ji5m8knGVEo/s1600-h/0817firstcookingattempt+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMjVSI5MpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ji5m8knGVEo/s320/0817firstcookingattempt+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103461651294270098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First cooking attempt (picture above)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMkNiI5MwI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/o__gPnYJdMI/s1600-h/08212ndcookingattempt+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMkNiI5MwI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/o__gPnYJdMI/s320/08212ndcookingattempt+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103462617661911810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMkIiI5MvI/AAAAAAAAAJs/uQGd1jeK5NI/s1600-h/08212ndcookingattempt+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMkIiI5MvI/AAAAAAAAAJs/uQGd1jeK5NI/s320/08212ndcookingattempt+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103462531762565874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second cooking attempt (pictures above)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMkSyI5MxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9-SPYcCzJFE/s1600-h/08223rdcookingattempt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMkSyI5MxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9-SPYcCzJFE/s320/08223rdcookingattempt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103462707856225042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Third cooking attempt (picture above)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gets better as we go on. wahahah. I'm a master chef now. I can fry veg, marinate and cook sesame chicken, i can deep fry chicken-potato balls, i can cook decent fried rice and i can cook porridge. muahahaha. Everybody must try my cooking when i get back to SIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anw, I've alr mentioned tt shops are closed on Sundays here, so wad do we do on Sundays? Well, the first Sunday, we took part in a city tour organised by school, so here are the photos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMj5iI5MtI/AAAAAAAAAJc/unCKOdGlmwk/s1600-h/0818CityTour+%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMj5iI5MtI/AAAAAAAAAJc/unCKOdGlmwk/s320/0818CityTour+%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103462274064528082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMj1CI5MsI/AAAAAAAAAJU/DsawZ7_keyg/s1600-h/0818CityTour+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMj1CI5MsI/AAAAAAAAAJU/DsawZ7_keyg/s320/0818CityTour+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103462196755116738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a famous park in Oslo, called Vigelund park. It holds 100 over sculptures and statues done by a Norwegian sculptor whose last name was Vigelund (forgot his first though). I missed the main attraction cos i was a bit preoccupied with the flowers in the park. Super beautiful, unlike SG where everywhere u go, u'll only see bouganvillas (dunno the correct spelling), cept the botanic gardens...i dun like tt place for more than one reason, but nvm tt. The flowers in temperate countries like Oslo grow sooo beautifully the whole place just becomes colourful. It's like a rainbow on the ground. I think i fit perfectly into the pict cos of my jacket wahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMj_CI5MuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/QeVztWr7XHk/s1600-h/0818CityTour+%2813%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMj_CI5MuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/QeVztWr7XHk/s320/0818CityTour+%2813%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103462368553808610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This photo was taken 300m above sealevel. It's atop a hill which houses all the super expensive landed properties and the highest Ski Jump in Oslo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMmbyI5MyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/VG-KjeYCzsY/s1600-h/0818CityTour+%2816%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMmbyI5MyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/VG-KjeYCzsY/s320/0818CityTour+%2816%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103465061498303266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the Ski Jump, but not a very good pict cos it was taken on a moving coach. That was basically how we spent our first sunday back in Oslo. As for subsequent sundays...hehheh... We spend it honing our mahjong skills. We can play morning till night none stop lol. Won nearly about 100kr, tt's 25 SGD during one game. Woot! Happy happy. So what did I do with this money??? SHOPPING!!! It's the summer sales period, so i decided to check out the fashion here. I just love trying cloths and taking pictures. These are some of the clothes i tried, bot 3 of them, but not the orange one, though i liked it alot, but they only have M size and it was huge, but all three add up to less than 60SGD. wahahahaha Happy Happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMtkCI5M0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/s4V0AfEr7MM/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMtkCI5M0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/s4V0AfEr7MM/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103472899813618498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next, welcome to BI Norwegian University of Management.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMjpiI5MqI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fYSXyBj2hMk/s1600-h/0818BI+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMjpiI5MqI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fYSXyBj2hMk/s320/0818BI+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103461999186621090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMjuyI5MrI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gCeTeEp3YWk/s1600-h/0818BI+%285%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMjuyI5MrI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gCeTeEp3YWk/s320/0818BI+%285%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103462089380934322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;School is great as of now. Enjoy my lessons, cept for my elective which is still quite boring. I figured tt the easiest way to manage ur diary is to keep track of your expenses. If you know what u spent and how much u spent on, then you'll know what you've done for the day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, i side tracked a little. Back to wat i've done in Oslo. I popped down to the local Lindy Hop school to join them for some social dancing last tuesday, they held the session at Aker Brygge which is the local harbour, dancing right in front of the sea was great, I loved the feeling. Just some photos i took of the dancers, for the nice nice videos, gotta check out my youtube posts under my nick "tgimd" or the kinetics blog at: "http://www.kineticslindyhop.blogspot.com/".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMpjyI5MzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IRWLtrrFs9I/s1600-h/0821Lindy+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMpjyI5MzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IRWLtrrFs9I/s320/0821Lindy+%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103468497472140082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you're in Oslo, one thing you shldn't miss, not even for the sake of Mahjong, is the Viking Ship Museum. So, last sunday, after one round of mahjong, me and my kakis decided to stop and head down to the Viking museum. There are altogether three viking ships in this museum, two of which are still quite intact but the third is in shambles. All three ships were used as sth like a "coffin" for the burials of 3 rich and famous people (one of whom was a lady and her slave) after they became unseaworthy. As we've learnt from Maritime Science 1 lects, Vikings were one of the first few explorers of the sea and in order to do so, they've gotta be able to build ships that are quite sturdy, which explains why vessels that are about 1000 yrs and older are still intact as of today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMwECI5M1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/x5o3Z2X36iI/s1600-h/0826VikingMuseum+%2859%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMwECI5M1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/x5o3Z2X36iI/s320/0826VikingMuseum+%2859%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103475648592687954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMwryI5M3I/AAAAAAAAAKs/7NrL_N38x9U/s1600-h/0826VikingMuseum+%2831%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMwryI5M3I/AAAAAAAAAKs/7NrL_N38x9U/s320/0826VikingMuseum+%2831%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103476331492488050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMwjSI5M2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/wPIZRstIJRs/s1600-h/0826VikingMuseum+%2819%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMwjSI5M2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/wPIZRstIJRs/s320/0826VikingMuseum+%2819%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103476185463599970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here're the three viking ships in the museum and the following are some relics they found buried tgt with the three rich and then-famous. First photo shows something like a sewing kit and second one, obviously shoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMxTSI5M5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/6pZIS1EbnkQ/s1600-h/0826VikingMuseum+%2837%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMxTSI5M5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/6pZIS1EbnkQ/s320/0826VikingMuseum+%2837%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103477010097320850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMxCyI5M4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/BZ4nJScNI68/s1600-h/0826VikingMuseum+%2842%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMxCyI5M4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/BZ4nJScNI68/s320/0826VikingMuseum+%2842%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103476726629479298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that was basically a summary of my first two weeks in Oslo. Will try to blog more, esp on food heehee. I'm gonna be a master chef, wahahahah. However, for those who are waiting for the food entries, it'll only come after my hostel entry. So stay tuned for the next special entry exclusively on my hostel room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/08/venice.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/09/room-and-dinners.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-2409868706189843787?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/2409868706189843787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=2409868706189843787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/2409868706189843787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/2409868706189843787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/08/cooking-favourite-pastimes-viking-ships.html' title='~Cooking, Favourite Pastimes, Viking Ships and School~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RtMjVSI5MpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ji5m8knGVEo/s72-c/0817firstcookingattempt+%284%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-2314836308910202297</id><published>2007-08-21T18:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:55.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Venice~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrCUSI5MaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5_b3NdfAu_M/s1600-h/0810Venice+%2813%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrCUSI5MaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5_b3NdfAu_M/s320/0810Venice+%2813%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101103181672821154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was the view that greeted me when i stepped out of the train station at Venice. Beautiful right? There are absolutely no cars in Venice, quite a different sight as compared to Rome. Everyone moves around on boats and ferries and gondolas. Gondola rides are very ex (bout 100 euros or 270 sgd for 50 min) though cos they are all very nicely decorated, for example&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrA3yI5MXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/EEmawFAxWzM/s1600-h/0810Venice+%2814%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrA3yI5MXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/EEmawFAxWzM/s320/0810Venice+%2814%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101101592534921586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not all of Venice is connected by water, there are streets too, and I happen to be walking down one tt's near our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrCKCI5MZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/c1GtiqCxLqE/s1600-h/0810Venice+%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrCKCI5MZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/c1GtiqCxLqE/s320/0810Venice+%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101103005579162002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having being deprived of chinese food for a week already, we were elated to find a chinese restaurant serving homey chinese food at quite ok price, bit like zi2 cha4 price liddat. Check out the food we got. Sweet and sour pork, hot plate chicken, ma po toufu, wanton soup, luo han zhai (the veg)and guo tie. Slurp, i don't get to eat this in Oslo...I'm gonna miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrBwiI5MYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OmxMzgISaxg/s1600-h/0810Venice+%2821%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrBwiI5MYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OmxMzgISaxg/s320/0810Venice+%2821%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101102567492497794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The highlight of venice is a trip down the grand canal all the way to San Marc's Square. Which was our destination on the 2nd day in Venice. The ferry ride took about 50 min from central to San Marc's. This is me on the ferry with part of Venice and the Grand Canal as my background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrDFCI5MbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xvXjRG98HJI/s1600-h/0811Venice+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrDFCI5MbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xvXjRG98HJI/s320/0811Venice+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101104019191443890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See the white box with yellow stripes on my left, tt's the ferry stop, there are quite a few stops along the way to San Marc's and one of the stops is next to the local wet market, we'll see some photos of that as we move along.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrDdSI5McI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ydom5Mym9KQ/s1600-h/0811Venice+%2813%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrDdSI5McI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ydom5Mym9KQ/s320/0811Venice+%2813%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101104435803271618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrEJSI5MdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lnLrwvB9PqQ/s1600-h/0811Venice+%2822%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrEJSI5MdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lnLrwvB9PqQ/s320/0811Venice+%2822%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101105191717515730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just alighted at the San Marc's Square stop, now for the real thing, here's San Marc's Square. Please bear with the number of churches and clock towers in my photos, the general attraction in European countries are churches and clock towers...i guess...THough i will be shooting Alps in Switzerland coming sep or oct. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrE1CI5MeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ChRODr_-wTI/s1600-h/0811Venice+%2824%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrE1CI5MeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ChRODr_-wTI/s320/0811Venice+%2824%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101105943336792546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;San Marc's square is closely linked to Harry Potter. Why's that so? Check this out. Welcome to Diagon Alley.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrFxCI5MgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SaelCsLPXDw/s1600-h/0811Venice+%2833%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrFxCI5MgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SaelCsLPXDw/s320/0811Venice+%2833%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101106974128943618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is where you can buy your quils and wizard's chess equipments. All come in standard sizes and packaging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RstMtCI5MhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/NOZBT3X7NuE/s1600-h/0811Venice+%2837%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RstMtCI5MhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/NOZBT3X7NuE/s320/0811Venice+%2837%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101255339479216658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, I'm kidding, that was not Diagon Alley, that was a street at San Marc's Square but the shop selling quils really does exist there, and i happened to just walk past it. Anw, we decided to pay 6 euros to step into the San Marc's Square Tower,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RstZEyI5MjI/AAAAAAAAAII/dCMI6wS2lq8/s1600-h/0811Venice+%2843%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RstZEyI5MjI/AAAAAAAAAII/dCMI6wS2lq8/s320/0811Venice+%2843%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101268941640643122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and there was this lift tt took us all the way to the top. This was the view tt greeted us when the lift door opened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RstYviI5MiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/RhhJJDW4eY8/s1600-h/0811Venice+%2848%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RstYviI5MiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/RhhJJDW4eY8/s320/0811Venice+%2848%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101268576568422946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our immediate reaction was, "WAH....". I'm not trying to act like a typical "sua gu" but it's really super nice and the wind was good too. Btw, Italy has been sweltering hot for the few days we were there. Temperatures hit about 32 deg when we were at San Marc's, so the wind was more than welcome. I have the whole Venice under my feet, muahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RstaXCI5MkI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1rg4zKKd03U/s1600-h/0811Venice+%2859%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RstaXCI5MkI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1rg4zKKd03U/s320/0811Venice+%2859%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101270354684883522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On our way back to the Venice Station, Santa Lucia, we passed by a ferry stop which is next to the local wet market. Being aunties-on-training, we immediately got off and rush to grab the cheapest fruits available, for vitamins as well as for good bargains. wahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RstbVyI5MlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hefZ5F-93wM/s1600-h/0811Venice+%2870%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RstbVyI5MlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hefZ5F-93wM/s320/0811Venice+%2870%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101271432721674834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's not the end of our day at Venice yet. We decided to explore a bit more so we took the ferry to the very last stop and guess wat we found? THE BEACH!!!! I haven't seen the beach since i arrived in Norway on 7th Aug, so you can imagine our reaction, photos photos and more photos. Something worth mentioning to the guys, Ang Mohs love to sunbath topless, we got quite an eyeful but seeing as they are girls with anatomies similar to us, it wasn't much. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsthZiI5MnI/AAAAAAAAAIo/RdANIa4PHAg/s1600-h/0811Venice+%2881%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsthZiI5MnI/AAAAAAAAAIo/RdANIa4PHAg/s320/0811Venice+%2881%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101278094215950962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsthQyI5MmI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_fRyFOeX1po/s1600-h/0811Venice+%2878%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsthQyI5MmI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_fRyFOeX1po/s320/0811Venice+%2878%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101277943892095586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/08/rome.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/08/cooking-favourite-pastimes-viking-ships.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-2314836308910202297?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/2314836308910202297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=2314836308910202297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/2314836308910202297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/2314836308910202297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/08/venice.html' title='~Venice~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsrCUSI5MaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5_b3NdfAu_M/s72-c/0810Venice+%2813%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-327980600919883569</id><published>2007-08-18T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:55.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>Rome</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;8th August 12:30pm, we touched down in Roma (Rome) after a 3 hour bumpy plane ride on Norwegian Air's Boeing 733 from Oslo Gardermeon Airport. We were abit puzzled by the fact that no one checked our luggages or stamped our passports, apparently if our place of departure was an EU or EEA country, there wasn't any need to stamp passports. Kinda lax for security considering Italy's also an EU country...Next immediate discovery was that Italian people can hardly speak english at all, it was like a chicken trying to talk to a duck, we were able to exchange a few "quacks" and "clucks" that was enough to get us to the train station to take the Leonardo Express into central Rome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overseas trips aren't classified tours unless there is some form of screw ups here and there. We headed for our hotel which I had prebooked online only to find out that they did not receive our reservation, so we were turned away cause the hotel was full. Luckily for us, we manage to settle down in another hotel which was much closer to the train station and much nicer, but at least 2 times more expensive. Well, at least they had in-room computers with internet access and breakfast was provided. To make up for the boo boo, we took a trip down to "Piazza Esedra" (see photo below)after settling down, felt that maybe some sightseeing will brighten our not so good day. Food in the EU and EEA countries are never cheap, occasionally u'll find good buys but never cheap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsdodCI5MHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oM2UYewxKVk/s1600-h/0808Rome+%2815%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsdodCI5MHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oM2UYewxKVk/s320/0808Rome+%2815%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100159951020044402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9th August, First thing in the morning was ... wash up of course. Then we hopped onto one of those city tour buses and made our way around Rome. First stop The Colosseum. No amount of photos and images can do justice to the real thing, you've gotta see it with your own eyes to know how 壮观 this piece of work is, and i dun think heavy duty cranes were provided for its construction centuries ago, which makes the human race more and more outstanding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsdqKSI5MJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QVVxhPv1zho/s1600-h/0809Rome+%28120%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsdqKSI5MJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QVVxhPv1zho/s320/0809Rome+%28120%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100161827920752786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rsf8EiI5MMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MM5CSd5y1vI/s1600-h/italy,+rome+%2808+%26+09+aug%29+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rsf8EiI5MMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MM5CSd5y1vI/s320/italy,+rome+%2808+%26+09+aug%29+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100322257834160322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rsdp_iI5MII/AAAAAAAAAEw/T_Hg3wF6q2M/s1600-h/0809Rome+%2896%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rsdp_iI5MII/AAAAAAAAAEw/T_Hg3wF6q2M/s320/0809Rome+%2896%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100161643237159042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Due to time constraints, we skipped the Pantheon, and a few other attractions much to my disappointment. But the Vatican City is something no one should miss so it's stop 2 for us. If you think queues in Singapore during the Hello Kitty craze was bad, the queues just to get into the Vatican City is several levels higher. So we didn't get to go in but we spent our time exploring St. Pietro church and looking at the coffins of previous Popes of the Vatican. Bit scary, but St. Pietro was worth entering. The sculptures, super intricate, colors used in the paintings, mesmerizing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rsf4gCI5MLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/H9QQiEbkzCc/s1600-h/0809Rome+%28187%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rsf4gCI5MLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/H9QQiEbkzCc/s320/0809Rome+%28187%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100318332234051762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rsf8MyI5MNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yD7nwQIiEtI/s1600-h/italy,+rome+%2808+%26+09+aug%29+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rsf8MyI5MNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yD7nwQIiEtI/s320/italy,+rome+%2808+%26+09+aug%29+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100322399568081106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rsf3qSI5MKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bHyC7tlGK8o/s1600-h/0809Rome+%28153%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rsf3qSI5MKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bHyC7tlGK8o/s320/0809Rome+%28153%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100317408816083106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Final stop for the day, was the Trevi Fountain. You can't say that you've been to Rome unless you've seen the Trevi Fountain, The Colosseum and the Vatican, so now i can safely say, I've been to Rome. Heehee. The thing abt the Trevi fountain is that it's sculptures are somewhat ivory but there is a sense of pureness in it such tt it seems a little white. The water at the bottom adds beauty to the picture because it's a lovely shade of aqua blue. and it matches the sculptures so well, it's like  picture that was ripped off a part of the sky. But our good view was totally warped by the huge number of people there. Tourists, Italians etc etc. Nevertheless, we managed to get pictures of the fountain, for your viewing pleasure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rsf9iiI5MOI/AAAAAAAAAFg/A3E55flmwvU/s1600-h/italy,+rome+%2808+%26+09+aug%29+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rsf9iiI5MOI/AAAAAAAAAFg/A3E55flmwvU/s320/italy,+rome+%2808+%26+09+aug%29+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100323872741863650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So wat do you think of the three major attractions in Rome? Beautiful? If you think tt's beautiful, wait till you see Venice. wahaha. But tt'll have to wait, cos i'm currently a little lazy to do blogging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till next time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Didn't get enough of Rome and me? Check out my photo album bah. All Photos for Rome can be found at -- http://www.flickr.com/photos/11646911@N05/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-oslo.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/08/venice.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-327980600919883569?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/327980600919883569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=327980600919883569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/327980600919883569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/327980600919883569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/08/rome.html' title='Rome'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsdodCI5MHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oM2UYewxKVk/s72-c/0808Rome+%2815%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-8094541283849966068</id><published>2007-08-17T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:55.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~To Oslo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgA-iI5MSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/j-T0bjjfw4Q/s1600-h/0806SGAirport+%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgA-iI5MSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/j-T0bjjfw4Q/s320/0806SGAirport+%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100327652313084194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgA0yI5MQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/IzhD5PzFMnU/s1600-h/0806SGAirport+%285%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgA0yI5MQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/IzhD5PzFMnU/s320/0806SGAirport+%285%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100327484809359618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgApiI5MPI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3Ln1DHr-AyE/s1600-h/0806SGAirport+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgApiI5MPI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3Ln1DHr-AyE/s320/0806SGAirport+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100327291535831282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess it was a pretty okay farewell party for me at the airport. Most of my important people were there. Bit of tears from Gran and Mom but all's well I guess, gotta let go sometime anw. I din cry heehee. Big thank you to everyone who sent me their well wishes whether by sms, in person or by phone, means alot to me cause right now, as I am writing this post, I'm feeling very very very homesick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgA7CI5MRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gw0HTQ-nfns/s1600-h/0806SGAirport+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgA7CI5MRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gw0HTQ-nfns/s320/0806SGAirport+%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100327592183542034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;15 hours flight isn't exactly heaven and truth be told, I hated it. All you can do is eat, sleep and watch movies, though I must admit tt the movie selection was pretty good. As usual, transits at London Heathrow airport would definitely bring about some form of mishaps. What can I say, they are just screwed up. Anw, one of the major boo boos that happened to me was, my smaller handcarry luggage lock combination number got jumbled up and i cldn't open it, then when i arrived in Oslo airport, I realise that my large luggage did not appear (delayed at London). Hmm....wat am I to do with a luggage that can't open and one tt's missing (at tt point of time). Are you thinking that I must be in really hot soup? Nah, not really. When I reached hostel, I tried a series of combination and luckily i managed to open my smaller luggage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgBnSI5MVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3PRY3DIDlH0/s1600-h/0807+%289%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgBnSI5MVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3PRY3DIDlH0/s320/0807+%289%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100328352392753490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgBjSI5MUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/n__COCa2fFY/s1600-h/0807+%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgBjSI5MUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/n__COCa2fFY/s320/0807+%288%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100328283673276738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgBgCI5MTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1PayXHgRxYI/s1600-h/0807+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgBgCI5MTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1PayXHgRxYI/s320/0807+%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100328227838701874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First impression of Oslo was that things are super expensive. I bot a 500ml mineral water for 5 SGD, what say you man. Then again, the alcohol here are dirt cheap, I saw bottles gg for 6 SGD at the DFS. Other than that, the people are quite friendly and helpful (as compared to italy, it was like chicken vs duck).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My hostel room was a serious turn off when I entered it. Air was very still (cos insulated) and there was nothing but a study table, a chair, an armchair, a rack, a side table, a huge see through glass window with no blinds or curtains and a bed with an uncovered sponge (I won't even call it a mattress). That's all. Norwegians use alot of yellow light instead of the usual white light in SG, so the room was pretty dim too. Judging from the state of my room, shopping was definitely a must, esp when I din have my larger luggage which contained most of my stuffs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First stop, Ikea. Haha. Love tt place, love it soooo much I spent 503 Nok there in just 5 hours, tt's about 135 SGD. Basically, I bot everything imaginable to furnish the room so now it looks much better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;as of now, I've gotten my large luggage so everything's more or less fine. will blog more after I come back from school. Got some intercultural workshop that we have to attend today...xianz...but the good thing is, lunch and tea are free. muahahhaa. cya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/07/insinyur-2007.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/07/insinyur-2007.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/08/rome.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-8094541283849966068?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/8094541283849966068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=8094541283849966068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8094541283849966068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8094541283849966068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-oslo.html' title='~To Oslo~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RsgA-iI5MSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/j-T0bjjfw4Q/s72-c/0806SGAirport+%286%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-6146211904203116406</id><published>2007-07-30T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:54:50.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Insinyur 2007~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;anyone with a pair of eyes tt functions can tell tt sher is super happy and enjoyed herself thoroughly this Insinyur. A few golden words that made this all possible: Delegation, Openmindedness, Friends, Forget, Forgive, Sleep, Rest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dun have much photos onhand so can't do a proper photo blog, but it was fun. I even tried the Corridor of Hell (this is a long story, i'll tell you personally if you're really interested). Lost my voice, but i had fun teaching the mass dance. I really do hope ppl had fun learning it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OG outings are the best too. My dear Grimmjaws (not counting one) are soooo extremely lovable and kawaii and fun and friendly. Mambo was good, Sentosa was good, Harry Potter 5 again was good, Kbox was uber good. Ppl, Sher can sing and dance ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Flying off to Norway in another 7 days. and off to Italy in another 9. I thinking alot...mayb a bit too much...I want some peace before I fly off...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-ive-weve-all-been-waiting-for.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-oslo.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-6146211904203116406?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/6146211904203116406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=6146211904203116406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6146211904203116406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/6146211904203116406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/07/insinyur-2007.html' title='~Insinyur 2007~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-2742220787295338458</id><published>2007-06-30T07:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:54:50.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~What I've (We've) All Been Waiting For~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;You've seen the beginning of a legend&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWONCcLFAWw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWONCcLFAWw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You've seen the beginning of a villian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q_V45YQ-EaA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q_V45YQ-EaA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You've seen fowl, loathsome, evil little cockroaches&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M0ocYiYCnyc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M0ocYiYCnyc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You've watched the making of eternal glory&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGLzaVx-hUE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGLzaVx-hUE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, for the moment we've all been waiting for, watch the story unfold...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GLud6yM47u8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GLud6yM47u8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/06/high-tide-low-tide-no-i-dun-need-toilet.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/07/insinyur-2007.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-2742220787295338458?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/2742220787295338458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=2742220787295338458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/2742220787295338458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/2742220787295338458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-ive-weve-all-been-waiting-for.html' title='~What I&apos;ve (We&apos;ve) All Been Waiting For~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-7464582179970310143</id><published>2007-06-18T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:54:50.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~High Tide, Low Tide, No, I dun need the toilet~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Past 3 weeks was hell. Key B/Ls and charges until i "shou2 ruan3", "chase" for drafts until i "kou3 gan1" and run here and there within the office until "hen2 chuan3". But for me, tt was fun, super fun. I enjoyed every single @#$^%&amp;amp; minute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now totally different liao... Because Siew Wei's back from her maternity leave, Vicky has to move from her seat, and since Vicky's staying in WG longer than i am, i gallantly, very graciously and totally threw in my "wu2 wo3 jing1 shen2" to give up my exclusive seat for her. So now, i've moved upstairs and no longer have access to the B/Ls and files, i'm suffering a low tide season with nothing to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;People, u all noe how workaholic i am one rite. Can u imagine how hard it is for me to step into office, get paid to do nothing but play computer games, watch anime, read manga, update my bloggy and chat on msn? (sh*t, i have a feeling i'll be KO-ed for posting this sentence on my blog)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Movie updates. I've watched Shrek 3 and Fantastic Four 2 (this one was FOC, heehee, kudos to Godmother for the free GV tickets and to my four gallant and brave knights who escorted me thro the show, too bad all younger than me by at least 4 year). Both movies were super funny. I dun care wat other ppl or commentators say abt the shows, they can give it one star for all i care but i still like them cos their super funny. I laughed from the start to the end of the show, nearly died of hyperventilation. Next upcoming movie i'm patiently...okay not so patiently, waiting for is Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Hell, the trailers excite me so much each time i watch it, tt i'll jump in my seat and my cousins had to hold me down to prevent the theatre floor from collapsing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Drama updates. Fans of Hanazakari no Kimitachi e, Hua Yang Shao Nan Shao Nu, haiya, the one starring Wu Zun and Ella lar bodoh. Fuji TV has decided to produce a Japanese version of the show. The true blue Japanese authentic series, i'm throwing away my taiwanese version to store the jap one man. Guess who's playing Quan ppl, my favo jap actor, SHUN OGURI!!!!! (those who dunno him, go google his photo, super cute guy). Oh and the girl playing Ruixi is very cute too, can't rmb her name though...hmm. Trailer for this series is alr available on YouTube, check them out by clicking on the vid file below&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/khC2T-dBCd0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/khC2T-dBCd0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MY2V0fgR1BI&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K82AcXHEh4M"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K82AcXHEh4M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K82AcXHEh4M&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait can't wait. Heehee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/06/man-i-feel-like-pro.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-ive-weve-all-been-waiting-for.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-7464582179970310143?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/7464582179970310143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=7464582179970310143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7464582179970310143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7464582179970310143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/06/high-tide-low-tide-no-i-dun-need-toilet.html' title='~High Tide, Low Tide, No, I dun need the toilet~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-4382653310064824031</id><published>2007-06-01T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:55.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Think of me Think of me fondly, promise me you'll try~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RmAjwaucSFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q3TUdLetILQ/s1600-h/DSC00090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RmAjwaucSFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q3TUdLetILQ/s320/DSC00090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071092495133984850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A valuable photo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cantab is O-V-E-R Over!!! finally. been a long tiring walk for mentally ailing folks like yours truly. took lotsa photos last night and had lotsa fun watching ms lim scolding the jnrs. I noe it's bad, but don't u just love it when u see your teachers and mentors using the exact same words they've used on u before on other people? Wahaha i'm a sadist, but heck. Brings back memories, both good and bad tt's all that matters haha. Okay ppl, i'm doing a confession here. I admit i'm the bugger who's voice "cracked" and "split" during the last phrase of "Shima e". I blame it on my lack of warm ups, while everyone was duly doing their warm ups, i was slacking off (probably napping...as usual). Recently I keep having these "uncontrollable napping urges" and according to research (or mayb not), there can only be three reasons. One, I'm pregnant (hell no! WTF?). Two, I'm suffering from some incurable disease (choy!). Three, i am badly deprived of sleep (I'm betting on this one and I'm sure to win). Who in the world can sleep when they've just got their hands on a game that they've been wanting to play for ages? I'm having lots of fun with my new The Sims 2 game, among the list of fun things to do includes: drowning sims, starving sims to death by trapping them in a room with nothing but four walls and no door, watching sims make out, watching sims "going at it" (face it people, we're all perverted in one way or another). Tada! the making of The Sadist!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;BTW, while i'm at it F*CK Odx. They shld just pack their bags and get out of SG. I'm appealing to all SGeans to boycott Odx products. Buy from each other online, u can get better rates man. I call for the bankruptcy and collapse of Odx. Who needs u F*ckers to bring anime into SG? Stop cashing in on people's hobbies. It's no wonder people in the world are having no life, who can have a proper hobby if every single bloody F*ing company wants to cash in on people's hobbies. F u Odx, F u copyright co, F u, u self proclaimed righteous govt who blatantly ask for rise w/o even considering the plight of the poor pple who cannot even keep their hobby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Phew! much better. Speaking of photos, remind me to hug u when i next see u okay Mr Low? This angel took a look at my msn pict and asked me if it was me. Then he commented that it looked to bony and skinny to be me and tt it din match his last memory image of me. Translation: "U slimmed down so much I could hardly recognise u." U sure noe how to make a girl happy bro. Oh must also thank you for telling me the ending of Pirates 3 (the one after the credits roll).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These few days I witnessed some pretty scary parenting in office. My colleagues just yell at their kids (all in primary schools) openly in office over the phone. Mostly over reluctance to do assessments, go for tuition, practice for piano class, ballet class, art class, yoga class, violin class etc etc. From my knowledge, these kids haven't even lived a decade yet. My immediate thought was...poor things. When I was a primary school kid, I din even noe wat was tuition, and nowadays kids are getting tuition for everything from maths to even arts...sometimes i really wonder if the education system in SG is really sooo hectic and competitive or whether is it just pure kiasuism of parents and headstrong competition among parents. I recognise the importance of creating a sense of urgency, instilling learning initiatives and nurturing some form of competitive nature in children, but i dun think it shld reach the point where the parent-child bond becomes at risk, and when i say at risk, i mean excessive yelling and caning just becos the poor kid refuses to do additional exercises not set by the school or practise the piano. Whoever said that good academic results can only be acheived if the kid finishes all the assessment books published by every single publisher in SG? Learning shld always run in line with interest, forcing and coercing will only dampen tt interest....or at least tt is my POV. I admit tt i wasn't a very good kid, I had my fair share of refusal practise the piano, but my mom would never yell at me openly in her office over the phone, she would only say a simple line and i will automatically stop my nonsense and go do whatever i shld do. Mommy will ask me, "Do u like playing piano?" Then my little brain (then) would start to think, "I like music, I like my frens in piano class, I like my teacher, I want my teacher to like me, so i'll practise hard." So frens the reason why u all always tell me that I "THink too much" is because I was trained to think alot.... (lol). But back to my point, I dun think I want to turn out to be like my colleagues, I want my kid to have a happy childhood like i did, not overly pampered but not having "no life" either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-some-basic-updates.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/06/high-tide-low-tide-no-i-dun-need-toilet.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-4382653310064824031?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/4382653310064824031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=4382653310064824031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4382653310064824031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4382653310064824031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/06/man-i-feel-like-pro.html' title='~Think of me Think of me fondly, promise me you&apos;ll try~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RmAjwaucSFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q3TUdLetILQ/s72-c/DSC00090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-3016545724420043779</id><published>2007-05-26T11:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:54:50.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~just some basic updates~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've got my job at WG again and I'm now happily working away my life everyday. Tiring and demanding but I guess I can say tt I'm all smiles everyday, working ard familiar people, listening to their interesting conversations and finally getting the joke (as compared to 3 years ago when I first started working with them). Growing up has done me some good in fact, I used to cry every single time when dealing with difficult customers, now I just play nonchalant and smile my way through, amazing what time and certain other external factors can do to a person's personality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Choir pracs are more intensive than usual, my voice gets tired more easily now and I find it harder to sustain a phrase cos I feel breathless...makes it sound as though I'm ageing fast. LOL.... CK is trying very hard and we all noe tt, but apparently, his conducting style doesn't sit well with everyone. Bro, u're no longer conducting a bunch of singing pros alr, we're old timers who have practically thrown whatever ms lim has taught us back to her leh... some times it'd be easier for ya and for us if u treat us like amateurs who noe almost nothing about singing, except producing sound at the correct or almost correct pitch. Anw, it's been a tough walk for ya, bro, but it'd be over soon. Jiayou bah! (P.S. I'll try memorise my scores over this weekend...paiseh paiseh).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel soooo bad for neglecting my dance buddies at Kinetics... which is why i will be back for prac coming monday. woot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/05/job-agony-and-choral-pleasures.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/06/man-i-feel-like-pro.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-3016545724420043779?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/3016545724420043779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=3016545724420043779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/3016545724420043779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/3016545724420043779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-some-basic-updates.html' title='~just some basic updates~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-940969192128736236</id><published>2007-05-08T14:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:54:50.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Job agony and Choral Pleasures~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sigh yes ppl, i'm not wallowing in self pity but i'm still searching for a job. Itinery for yesterday was 1000-interview at Shaw Towers North bridge road, between 1030 to 1200-scouting and registering with employment agencies in peninsula plaza (walked from Shaw to Peninsula), 1230 to 1300-lunch at clementi, 1400 to 1500-job interview at pandan loop, somewhere near old RV(incl travelling time), 1500 to 1800-met daniel and went from agency to agency at International plaza (level 33 to 10) to sign up for temp jobs. 1800 to 1900-coffee break. 1900 to 2230-Kinetics hand over meeting. 0000-home sweet home. Most of the day i travelled on foot, legs gave way by the time i finish my bath. Now it's the time to pray and hope for the best.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Million thanks to ck who got me tix to JC choirs SYF and drove me all the way there. Effectively heard only 5 choirs cos gotta go for more job interviews, this time nearer to home at Toh Guan rd. In order of appearance, ACSI Choir, Temasek JC Choir, National JC Choir, Jurong JC Choir, HCI Choir (Hwa Chong JC). My personal prediction: ACSI-Silver, TJC-Gold, NJC-Honours, JJC-Bronze, HCI-Honours. HCI pple are scary, they evolve when under pressure and competition stress. These are the scariest ppl in the world, ppl who can do tt are god like lar, imagine u're knowledge and brain capacity evolve during ur exam, u'll ace it lar. NJ a bit of fumble here and there, but overall voice quality was good. TJ showed tt they enjoyed themselves IMHO, I liked their last number. Thumbs up to Ms Lim's intepretation of the set piece for both HC and NJ, i liked it, alot. It's been sooo long since i heard a proper choir competition, it's a good experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tired but happy as of now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-sleep-he-sang-to-me.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-some-basic-updates.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-940969192128736236?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/940969192128736236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=940969192128736236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/940969192128736236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/940969192128736236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/05/job-agony-and-choral-pleasures.html' title='~Job agony and Choral Pleasures~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-843620385403291709</id><published>2007-05-03T11:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:54:50.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~In sleep he sang to me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've finished my 10 day long "run" against time and the limits of knowledge and now i'm started my 2 mth long "run" against endurance and patience in search for a bloody job tt'll pay me at least $8 per hour. Damn i'm getting sick and tired of this. In between all these hullabaloo, there are a few things tt are worth mentioning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.) I spent over $100 bucks in just 3 days. shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.) I spent another $122 bucks on Phantom of the Opera tickets but it was super worth it. Picture this pple. The lead, Brad Little, in other words the godly figure playing the freak (Phantom lar), sang the entire opera, highest note being at least high C (i can't really tell anyway, but it's somewhere there), completely with head tone, not a single use of falsetto. Tt's it, i'm putting his picture on my altar and serving him abalone with sharks fin and top grade red wine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.) I watched a harmonica performance and heard geniuses do renditions of bumblebee, wilhelm tell overture, in the mood and the entire 4 movements of Mozart's String Serenade K525 using nothing but harmonica. Now i'm hiding away in utter shame for not practicing my piano properly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.) I wanna go on a trip or rather, a cruise trip with my ck, hs and aud. It's a long awaited short trip i've been wanting to embark on since we all noe when. But apparently it never came cos i was too depressed at tt time. Now tt i'm up and alive, i'm gonna splurge a little to make up for lost time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.) I bloody need a job. Any one who wishes to give up ur job for better prospects, pls tell this poor little girl who is desperately looking for one. I'll put u on my altar as well and u can share the delicacies with Brad Little.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;6.) Wat's my problem man. I never watched LOTR 1 and 2 and i winded up watching 3. I never watched Spidey 1 and 2 and i am about to wind up and watch 3. I have a seriously warp preference for watching endings and ignoring beginnings. Maybe tt's why i can only see endings and never manage to catch beginnings...wth am i writing man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.) I'm broke. Either tt i'll just reduce my min-in-bank to $8k or sth...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/04/hair-cuts-and-exams.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/05/job-agony-and-choral-pleasures.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-843620385403291709?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/843620385403291709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=843620385403291709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/843620385403291709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/843620385403291709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-sleep-he-sang-to-me.html' title='~In sleep he sang to me~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-8624421845006887349</id><published>2007-04-08T16:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:56.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~hair cuts and exams~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;basically, hair cuts and exams have little to do with each other except that it eases everyones troubles cos the hair is termed our 三千烦恼丝。Anw, i got a totally new hair cut for myself courtesy of May, probably the last time i'm gg back to Vincent &amp;amp; Daniel for my hair cut alr, since the first day i step in there back in 1999. Let's just say that even a hair salon has "office politics", and all my favo hairstylists (penny, iris and may) have been given the golden handshake despite having worked there for more than 10 yrs, apparently the boss was afraid that they would "steal" away all the customers so he "shook" their hands earlier than the expected date. xianz...now have to wait for iris to get back to me when she finds a new place to work at. Incidentally, Iris is my most impt hairstylist cos she's the one who successfully persuaded me to dye my hair for the first time in 21 years. Woot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, about the exams. Yes, the most hated time of the year. Exam periods. In another about 10 min, i have to go back to my books, so i shall chop chop and finish up this entry. Apparently, studying and revising can be seriously boring, so i took some time off to take some pictures of me and my study area (aka my precious little space aka my room)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Starting from the door, yes very nice posters of the famous Harry Potter Series, and of course my favo singers, S.H.E. (Selina, Hebe, Ella)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RhiuFm1k8KI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gWkyE-AUHb8/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RhiuFm1k8KI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gWkyE-AUHb8/s320/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050978393443856546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's dear zun zun... and me! whaha. This is a poster on the side of my cupboard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RhiuuW1k8LI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lTq9M_7h7mc/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RhiuuW1k8LI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lTq9M_7h7mc/s320/DSC00045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050979093523525810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My prized possessions, a whole collection of posters of my favourites. Right at the front doors of my cupboard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RhivbW1k8MI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WjrEDLSBfGA/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RhivbW1k8MI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WjrEDLSBfGA/s320/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050979866617639106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My beloved work station. Cannot do without it. Looks pretty messy for a gal, but hack. I'm happy with it so who cares.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RhiwUm1k8NI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_O_wyl_CsAU/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RhiwUm1k8NI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_O_wyl_CsAU/s320/DSC00034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050980850165149906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, little ol'me studying and revising really hard. I'm gonna get my As this time round man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rhiw5m1k8OI/AAAAAAAAAEY/UpF9fqrjnr4/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rhiw5m1k8OI/AAAAAAAAAEY/UpF9fqrjnr4/s320/DSC00030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050981485820309730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;okie, time's up. gotta go back to reading maritime science. till next time :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/03/nostalgia.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-sleep-he-sang-to-me.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-8624421845006887349?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/8624421845006887349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=8624421845006887349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8624421845006887349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8624421845006887349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/04/hair-cuts-and-exams.html' title='~hair cuts and exams~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RhiuFm1k8KI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gWkyE-AUHb8/s72-c/DSC00042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-4760032210840119506</id><published>2007-03-31T09:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:57.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~nostalgia~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;feeling super nostalgic recently all because of one single unexpected meeting with a super old friend...the equation was sth liddat. we were friends since sec 1, tt's a grand total of 8 years, we haven't met up in the last 4 yrs, we unexpectedly bumped into each other at NTU just last tues, I was stunned. Lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ever since then, i've been browsing ard friendster and whichever website i can find in search of old old long lost frens, classmates, acquaintances etcetc. so if u see urselves in the following photos, pls add me to ur friendster or msn or watever or drop me an email at: slty0217@hotmail.com.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rg4sjAAk0aI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tUB5jlzORoA/s1600-h/PCPSPYI92.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rg4sjAAk0aI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tUB5jlzORoA/s320/PCPSPYI92.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048021212138361250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pei Chun Public School PY I 1992&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rg4syAAk0bI/AAAAAAAAADY/DhgM5XVywUA/s1600-h/98PCPS6A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rg4syAAk0bI/AAAAAAAAADY/DhgM5XVywUA/s320/98PCPS6A.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048021469836399026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pei Chun Public School 6A 1998&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rg4s-QAk0cI/AAAAAAAAADg/hqB8u9IIgzY/s1600-h/99RV1G.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rg4s-QAk0cI/AAAAAAAAADg/hqB8u9IIgzY/s320/99RV1G.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048021680289796546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;River Valley High School 1G 1999&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rg4tMQAk0dI/AAAAAAAAADo/FntjtsOEjro/s1600-h/01RV3J.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rg4tMQAk0dI/AAAAAAAAADo/FntjtsOEjro/s320/01RV3J.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048021920807965138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;River Valley High School 3J 2001&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rg4tXAAk0eI/AAAAAAAAADw/X76th39ZJXw/s1600-h/04NJ03S12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rg4tXAAk0eI/AAAAAAAAADw/X76th39ZJXw/s320/04NJ03S12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048022105491558882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;National Junior College 03S12 or 03S5F 2004&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See anyone u know in these picts? pls tell them to add me to friendster. I'm trying to locate all my ex classmates. thx!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/03/recess-week-more-birthdays.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/04/hair-cuts-and-exams.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-4760032210840119506?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/4760032210840119506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=4760032210840119506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4760032210840119506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/4760032210840119506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/03/nostalgia.html' title='~nostalgia~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rg4sjAAk0aI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tUB5jlzORoA/s72-c/PCPSPYI92.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-3183536068982605940</id><published>2007-03-18T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:57.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Recess Week, More Birthdays~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is a continuation of the previous post with alot more spice and picts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;24th February 2007 is a big day for Singapore, cos it's Chingay 2007! Big day for all GLs too, cos we're on duty again as crowd control for Chingay. Brings back lotsa memories. This year, i totally went crazy after the procession cos guess what, there were alot of cosplay ppl dressed in ANIME costumes walking down Orchard road!!!!! AHHH!!!! Can imagine the anime crazy me running all over orchard road taking photos, courtesy of KS gor's camera. Without further ado, allow me to show case my anime photo collection!!!! chang chang chang chang...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0BaziDa1I/AAAAAAAAACE/Fcr2oQu2TVM/s1600-h/07chingay+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0BaziDa1I/AAAAAAAAACE/Fcr2oQu2TVM/s320/07chingay+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043188717746088786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is one photo tt i'll take with me to my deathbed. Hello ppl! it's Naruto and me!!!! whahaha. Guy's quite kawaii too, in my opinion tt is. I noe alot of my frens refuse to agree w me but, bleah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0CQziDa2I/AAAAAAAAACM/H4SB6R0arU8/s1600-h/07chingay+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0CQziDa2I/AAAAAAAAACM/H4SB6R0arU8/s320/07chingay+%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043189645459024738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;mean boys trying to tell the poor army robot that they've alr ORDed... Nvm robot, perseverance is the key to success! i'm sure u'll get ur pink i/c back too. teeheehee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0DFTiDa3I/AAAAAAAAACU/Oq9m87RLaYw/s1600-h/07chingay+%2826%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0DFTiDa3I/AAAAAAAAACU/Oq9m87RLaYw/s320/07chingay+%2826%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043190547402156914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the infamous Rasengan and we're the Kage Bunshins! RASENGAN!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0DtjiDa4I/AAAAAAAAACc/SIelDxSLGj8/s1600-h/07chingay+%2853%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0DtjiDa4I/AAAAAAAAACc/SIelDxSLGj8/s320/07chingay+%2853%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043191238891891586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We love group photos! 我要看到我的脸！！！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Totally cool day! Weather also very cool for CHingay cos it was raining just a few hours before the actual event. Either way, i loved it cos i had so much fun running ard with a whole group of people. Hope i managed to cheer to meiling up! Be strong girl! Everything and anything can only happen when u're strong! Show those who didn't appreciate u that u are capable of standing up on ur own and that u are much better off without them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then right after Chingay, the following week was recess week. Honestly, anyone with my kind of schedule and still wishes to get any revision done can forget it. Almost everyday got something on. Monday briefing for my office's event, spent almost 3/4 of my day in sch, then had to rush to NLB for project discussion, tt's one day gone. Tuesday, full day office event (Teaching and Learning Seminar). Kaoz! Ran around from CED office to LT2A and back and forth again to help with various parts of the event. Nearly died of exhaustion. Then still had to take up the part time job of chasing away stray human beings (mainly from china) who come into event grounds and try to kapoh meals catered for the participants. Something worth mentioning was tt at least I had a scrumplicious meal for dinner, courtesy of Henry who paid for my sushis at Sushi Tei Vivo. Tell you all sth, THE SUSHI DOESN'T FALL APART!!!!! I was sooooo damn touched... The sushi doesn't fall apart!!!! Having eaten at Sakae, Genki, Suki and Sakura sushi where all the sushi falls apart the minute u pick them up, I cannot help but feel super happy when i come across sushis that don't, for heaven's sake, fall apart. Shootz, shld have took photo of those sushis. Nvm, i'll take it next time. Back to my busy Recess week. Wednesday was another day of running around. Spent my entire morning at School handling registration for my office event (TnL Seminar day 2), then had to rush down to Studio Wu all the way in Cecil Street (Somewhere between Tanjong Pagar and Raffles place) for Joint Dance Concert Fusion practice. Btw, NTU CAC will be having a Joint Dance Concert put up by all 7 dance clubs in NTU 24th March 7:30pm SCGS Audi Tickets sold at $12 complete with Hair Salon and Apparel Shop vouchers. I'll be involved in 3 items on tt day and guess which photo they used for the program booklet...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0HiTiDa5I/AAAAAAAAACk/grEUfI3VSFo/s1600-h/CIMG1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0HiTiDa5I/AAAAAAAAACk/grEUfI3VSFo/s320/CIMG1443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043195443664874386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG!!! I think my granny, auntie and mommy will cut out the pict and paste it on their walls man...So embarassing... Anw, do come and support me and my group, i'll be glad to get tickets for ya! Now where was i... Oh yar, Fusion prac, yes. This is one headache for me cos the dance steps are so different from Lindy, everything is so restricted and disciplined, i prefer lindy which is more boucey and lively, cos it's just so me!!! Anw, Fusion prac ended at 6 and tt's still not the end of my day. From Raffles Place, I rushed again to Downtown East for our dear Yeiling's 21st Bday party. Guess what! Everyone there loves Hanakimi!!!! And i found someone who reads the manga as well, best part is, she loves Quan aka Wu Zun. Woot!!! Thumbs up to Zun Zun. Muackz! Thursday was a busy day too. Thursday was daddy's death anniversary (By the lunar calendar) so mommy and i packed yummy food and went to the temple for daddy. Man, Dad's one lucky guy, got sooo much good food all to himself. Sharks fin was the best! Then afternoon was spent at Jitterbugs picking up new moves from Sinclair. Evening time was the best, met up with ZQ and his army frens, Kenray and Daniel, and most imptly Ying Hui, guess where we went... KBOX!!! Ying Hui and i were literally singing all the Fahrenheit songs! Zun Zun looks soooo good on the MTVs i nearly pass out everytime they show him... Friday was a good day cos i get to slp, wahaha after enduring a tiring week with happy moments in between here and there, a good day's rest is much looked forward to. Dinner at Jack's Place with my JC gal frens was good too. I love the steak...especially medium cooked...so godly and juicy...yumyum. wanna see?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0KGTiDa6I/AAAAAAAAACs/qSfPw0Ps_sg/s1600-h/07my21st+%287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0KGTiDa6I/AAAAAAAAACs/qSfPw0Ps_sg/s320/07my21st+%287%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043198261163420578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bet you're drooling now. Then you shld see what these babes gave me for my 21st bday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0KdDiDa7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/_JRMSc4bwjU/s1600-h/21stprezzies+%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0KdDiDa7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/_JRMSc4bwjU/s320/21stprezzies+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043198652005444530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nope u're not getting it! It's mine! All Mine! muahaha. Siao! THanks girls, Love you gals alot! Saturday is a day for nostalgic recaps. Went cycling with Bishi and CK. Incidentally, Bishi is our junior from PCPS choir, she hadn't even join the choir when CK and I graduated from PCPS in 1998 (shootz, sounds them far away). We only met her when CK and I returned to help Mdm Yap coach the choir for SYF in 2003. Like CK mentioned in his blog, I never expected her to still maintain contact with us now that she's a big girl (Already 16 liao, man i feel old). Nevertheless, she msned us and asked to meet up, so we suggested cycling at ECP. Good exercise for me and a good bonding session. Haha then i had a super good game of Bowling. Why? Cos for the first time I wasn't the one at the bottom! lol!! Sunday was another rest day. Good cos i get to slp somemore. lol. Love waking up on mondays feeling fresh and recharged! I'm sure u do too!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That about all sums up my entire recess week and birthday celebrations. I am happy that i'm alive and i'll make it even more worthwhile. So as of now i dun wanna die yet, soooo pls dun force me to take British Airways and worst of all to transit at London! I dun wanna be bombed up yet.... wahh....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/03/long-awaited-cny-edition.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/03/nostalgia.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-3183536068982605940?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/3183536068982605940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=3183536068982605940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/3183536068982605940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/3183536068982605940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/03/recess-week-more-birthdays.html' title='~Recess Week, More Birthdays~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0BaziDa1I/AAAAAAAAACE/Fcr2oQu2TVM/s72-c/07chingay+%281%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-8284984048088428369</id><published>2007-03-06T09:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:58.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~long awaited - CNY edition~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;after such a long break, i've decided to add some spice to my bloggy, inspired by a very special person...wu zun ;p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess most of my frens alr noe tt it's my 21st bday this year and it falls on the same day as CNY eve, tt is 17th of Feb. Feeling kinda sad cos i couldn't throw a nice party for all my frens(din wanna be kotoh by those caterers who up their prices during the pre n post CNY periods. But thanks to my wonderful groups of frens and my everloving family, i've had the best 21st bday anyone could get.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the eve of the eve of CNY eve, Jas, Laura and Yeiling treated me to Swensen's dinner. I love the chicken bake rice...But, i guess i ate too much...felt quite nauseous after tt, lol. But thanks to these babes, I got to eat the chicken bake rice and the super duper chocolaty ice cream. Shootz, i'm drooling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the eve of CNY eve, I met up with alot of RVians. First it's with MJ, Ade, Meli and Neo, we went IMM for Ichiban Sushi. The Sushi rice doesn't fall apart!!!! So happy!!! Talked alot about our RV days, tt was like 5 to 6 yrs ago? We were arguing about how we ended becoming such good frens and who was sitting at which desk in the classroom, wahaha, so kawaii! Then i met another group of RVians at Zouk cos we were all there to give our support to Marcus who joined the Dream8 Dream date contest. Music sucked, but i had alot of fun playing the number guessing game (猜拳). Bad thing is, it's the first time i ever consumed alcohol outside of house n school, I was sober but i felt like sleeping. Maybe the music had some magical lulling effect. So anw, i was dancing on the platform with yinghui and then i nearly fell off cos i noded off heehee. No photos for this yet cos marcus never send me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On my 21st Bday, which was also CNY eve, I spent the whole day watching 吴尊 on 花样少年少女！！Evening's reunion dinner was also very good, had my favo seafood. Whole night never eat anything else, i just kept "attacking" the Black Pepper Crab, muahaha, specially ordered for yours truly. Yummy! Budden the "crab belly" i got after eating all tt crab never really went away [touches bulging tummy]. Got lotsa extra ang bao, a nice gift from my cousins n brother, one from godma, one from mummy! Whaha. Okie enuff talk, lemme show u the picts i took.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RfA3THhXjiI/AAAAAAAAABc/aPICg8YFeyc/s1600-h/07CNYnMy21st+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RfA3THhXjiI/AAAAAAAAABc/aPICg8YFeyc/s320/07CNYnMy21st+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039588784603631138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one is by far my favourite photo liao. Sooooo かわいい (reads kawaii)!!! My 3 musketeers (aka ahmah's 3 老猪s) have such funny expression i keep laughing everytime i see this pict. Story behind the pict: My bro (boy's row, 1st from right) n cuz decided to treat me like an alien cos i'm the first to turn 21 among them, so yupz, tt's why there's this weird look.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0swDiDa8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/KqOWOKfELbU/s1600-h/07CNYnMy21st+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rf0swDiDa8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/KqOWOKfELbU/s320/07CNYnMy21st+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043236361818303426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Probably the most important people in my life. Mommy n Bro. Ever since i slimmed down and even more so after i dying my hair, everyone's been telling me I look like my mommy or they'll just outrightly mistake me for her or vice versa. Sigh...你们来评评理吧！真的这么相似吗？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RfA5vXhXjkI/AAAAAAAAABs/gk6Iz_g1_Mc/s1600-h/07CNYnMy21st+%2811%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RfA5vXhXjkI/AAAAAAAAABs/gk6Iz_g1_Mc/s320/07CNYnMy21st+%2811%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039591468958191170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cannot miss out my 全家福！我爱我的家人。我有两个叔叔，两个婶婶，两个姑姑，奶奶，妈妈， 还有好多好多的堂表弟妹，以及表哥表嫂。他们也都很疼爱我。shootz, primary school chinese where got so chim one... lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back on track, so as i was saying, the rest of the CNY break, i spent my days, gambling, losing, winning and collecting more ang baos than last year. Muahahaha. But most ppl at my age shld start realising that CNY breaks can get pretty boring at times, so tt's when we shld all whip out the camera and do this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RfA7tXhXjlI/AAAAAAAAAB0/AHiaQPDqeQc/s1600-h/07CNY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RfA7tXhXjlI/AAAAAAAAAB0/AHiaQPDqeQc/s320/07CNY.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039593633621708370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bet u must be thinking, "Haiyo, Sooo Poser..." wahahaa. Okie, anw on the 3rd day of CNY, i was suppose to meet up with my NJChoir group to makan Steamboat. Sad thing is, alot cldn't make it last minute so we had to change itinery and eat spaghetti instead. Not tt i was angry or upset, but there's one thing worth mentioning. I've been wanting to eat steamboat since the start of CNY, I was pestering ah mah to hold reunion dinner at steamboat restaurant, budden everyone wanted to support Uncle Joe's seafood restaurant, so I din get to eat steamboat, then there's this 2nd time tt i missed steamboat. Okay, sad things aside, thanks alot to Honseng Ma who noes me soooo well to choose tt prezzie for me. Guess what Mr Ma gave me. A stress buster kit!!! lol...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RfA_5nhXjmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/izlFRBLQHzg/s1600-h/CIMG1525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RfA_5nhXjmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/izlFRBLQHzg/s320/CIMG1525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039598242121616994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tt's the little guy. And it comes with a Stress Buster inflatable baseball bat and a stress management booklet. lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;随着农历新年假期的结束，SeaJam 2007 began! First day of SeaJam was also the first time we perform Flying Home publicly. Btw, in case anyone missed my explanation for SeaJam last year, i'm repeating it again for the benefit of all. SeaJam is an annual Lindy Hop event where Lindy Hoppers all over the world will gather for master classes, social dance, performances and to exchange pointers. This year's SeaJam was held at Costa Sands Resort Sentosa, Frankie Manning and the hotshots came as usual, but this year only Matthias and Hannah from the Hotshots are here, Sooo sad...my cute guy from last SeaJam isn't here....Never, Zun can make up for it. heehee. We took some photos and videos, but the Camera lady (Wendy) has yet to pass us any of them yet, so still awaiting, will post the videos on crunchyroll.com soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll end here for now, there'll be another entry on the one week break coming up real soon, so if any of you think i've missed you guys/gals out, dun worry, I'll be back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/01/lauras-21st.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/03/recess-week-more-birthdays.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-8284984048088428369?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/8284984048088428369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=8284984048088428369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8284984048088428369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/8284984048088428369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/03/long-awaited-cny-edition.html' title='~long awaited - CNY edition~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RfA3THhXjiI/AAAAAAAAABc/aPICg8YFeyc/s72-c/07CNYnMy21st+%283%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-5175477745341885524</id><published>2007-01-13T09:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:59.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~Laura's 21st~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Title says it all again. Today is our dear Laura's 21st bday, so we brought forward celebrations to yesterday cos bday girl's really busy today. Pampered ourselves a little and went to Vivocity's Swensen's Earle to eat. Food was okay, view was even better. Being us, we love to take photos, so there were alot of photos, from food to view to ppl, all here!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rag31RM3sDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/V4FUEBB1-cw/s1600-h/CIMG1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rag31RM3sDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/V4FUEBB1-cw/s320/CIMG1354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019323172994396210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out the Fondue&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rag4KhM3sEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yjpJs4FFZNI/s1600-h/CIMG1363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rag4KhM3sEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yjpJs4FFZNI/s320/CIMG1363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019323538066616386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Swensen's Earle is good&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rag4mRM3sFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/78nLEf6dCBE/s1600-h/CIMG1365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rag4mRM3sFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/78nLEf6dCBE/s320/CIMG1365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019324014807986258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Embracing the lavatory&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rag9IhM3sGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/gh7fXLEiTCk/s1600-h/CIMG1375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rag9IhM3sGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/gh7fXLEiTCk/s320/CIMG1375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019329001265016930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We love ships, tt's why we're in Maritime Studies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday Laura!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-school.html"&gt;~PREVIOUS~&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/03/long-awaited-cny-edition.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-5175477745341885524?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/5175477745341885524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=5175477745341885524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/5175477745341885524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/5175477745341885524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/01/lauras-21st.html' title='~Laura&apos;s 21st~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/Rag31RM3sDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/V4FUEBB1-cw/s72-c/CIMG1354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13330468.post-7154548629292893856</id><published>2007-01-09T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:29:59.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>~First Day of School~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was the first day of the 2nd sem of my 2nd year in NTU BSc. Maritime Studies. So excited about school reopening i totally couldn't sleep on sunday night. Let's talk about school then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First lesson of the sem, MT2206 International Framework of Shipping. This is one F*cked up class, luckily Jas and I stepped in (1/2 X 1 hour) late. Owing to the need to print the non-existant lecture notes for MT2206 (cos the stupid lecturer din post any on edventure even though we've checked it constantly since the day before.). Anw, we realised tt the lecturer (who is a guest lecturer called Eddie Teng) printed a few copies of notes for the class so we can share (i hate sharing....). Here comes the horror. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RaOad3NXL1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Dv1OSaq8wKE/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RaOad3NXL1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Dv1OSaq8wKE/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018024247647743826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what the MT2206 lecture notes look like. Every single page is liddat. If tt's not bad enuff, try listening to the lectures ppl. The lecturer just recite every single word, stops after each paragraph and then goes on the explain 2 or 3 terms used in the paragraph. Entire bloody lesson is conducted in this manner. Some of my classmates got so pissed off, they just walked out after the 1st hour. That's some horrible teaching there. I don't doubt the lecturer's knowledge bank, but i really doubt his ability to pass on his knowledge to the audience. Everyone's tellin me no point gg for this lect anymore, if it's reading, i can do it myself, dun understand the terms, wiki it, lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2nd Lecture of the day, MT2302 Maritime Science 1. Best lecturer i've ever gotten since my year 1 days. Prof Lloyd Chua taught us maths in yr 1 so this is the 2nd time we're taught by him. Good guy, good teacher, very patient and really takes our learning seriously. Class was good, very geography though. Learning about climates, atmosphere and all tt stuffs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking forward to the rest of the week. Dunno wat's gonna happen but hopefully, all that's well will end well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/01/lauras-21st.html"&gt;~NEXT~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13330468-7154548629292893856?l=tgimd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/feeds/7154548629292893856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13330468&amp;postID=7154548629292893856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7154548629292893856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13330468/posts/default/7154548629292893856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tgimd.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-school.html' title='~First Day of School~'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13481377550267706312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Cc0zbTB41U/RaOad3NXL1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Dv1OSaq8wKE/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
