<?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-6643800</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:46:02.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want a title.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>207</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-2813738590972968073</id><published>2007-07-26T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T09:28:05.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New blog!!! I have a new blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to: &lt;a href="http://carolxq.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://carolxq.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, i'm not too creative about usernames. so what? hahaha. see ya there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-2813738590972968073?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/2813738590972968073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/2813738590972968073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#2813738590972968073' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-829530096032797715</id><published>2007-07-13T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T09:47:53.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Heyyyyyyyy all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've been in Sydney for a while now, and I must really say, I LOVE IT here! The people are so much nicer, food so much better, and the weather has been great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;First of all, I need to apologise to everyone cause I haven't had a chance to message or call back, not even to post or anything. Its just that I finally got wireless unlimited!!! Its only for one week starting yesterday, but I will get wireless set up in my apartment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Throughout the course of these 2 weeks, I have had so many things I want to blog about, that I don't even know where to start! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My boyfriend is still with me, so I guess I'll dedicate all my time to him cause I won't be seeing him for 4 months! =( So blogging will be left til later. Muahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A big THANK YOU to all who expressed their concern through smses, I can receive them all, and keep them coming, its still the same charge for you to sms someone in Singapore. Hehe. I'm sorry if I can't reply much, but I promise to go on msn more to keep in touch k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm still considering changing over to livejournal. They'll be at the back of my mind til it gets boring here when school starts. =) Cheers all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-829530096032797715?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/829530096032797715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/829530096032797715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#829530096032797715' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-6677873055867318118</id><published>2007-06-06T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T13:26:56.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't touched my blog in a gazillion years!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing the same old thing, working, not having a life. Wahaha! Anyway, yesterday was the last day of work!! Whoopeeeee!! I'm so happy I'm so happy I'm so happy! I can't say I hate work entirely, after all, there are people I will certainly miss, like Esther, the hyperactive CA, Dr Lim, Shikin, Jamilah, ah Goh, Nurse Lay, Nurse Ee... But there are people I'm glad to say goodbye to. =) I guess I'll go back for a visit before I fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides work ending, I've finally finalised several things for going to Australia. I've booked my tickets (29june midnight flight, which means I have to check in the night of 28june), I've gotten an account with ANZ bank, I'm getting my AV checkup this friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be in order. New laptop (old one dying), new camera (indulgence, plus a really good deal), iPod (for long lonely days, =X). Wahahaha. I've spent ALOT and I certainly feel flat broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt ask my dad for any money for the new stuff. After all, he has to fund my studies and thats not a small sum. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm leaving at the end of the month! It just seems so soon. As much as I am psyched about studying again, and overseas too, I will be leaving alot of things behind. My boyfriend is flying with me, but he has to come back one day.... I'll be there alone most of the time! I haven't found anyone else I know going to Sydney. Going away for such a long period of time, I don't know if I can prepare enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my dilemma. I have to choose between a direct honours, and a double major. Hmmm. I would very much like to do a double major, but direct honours does have an advantage. Honestly, I can't imagine the work load in Uni. Poly third year was already madness. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life is about now is preparation, and meeting up with friends... My blog is boring, but I guess writing was never one of my talents. Wahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-6677873055867318118?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/6677873055867318118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/6677873055867318118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6677873055867318118' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-3637841367845313012</id><published>2007-05-18T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:55:26.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn I wish I blogged more, almost as much as I had wished I've penned down more thoughts in my diary. Yes, I had a diary. Who knew? I was never consistent in such things. That is when I start scolding myself for never making an effort to remember the good things in life, and possibly not cherishing alot of those moments too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with 4A last saturday, had a great time from meeting Ruth to wait for people who would have already turned up at the restaurant and catching up, having the horrid buckwheat (though the rest of the food was fine), gossiping and more catching up, and playing pool was Woan Rong, her sis and her sis's bf. WR has changed so much!!! Gosh we have so much in common, even the same allergy and bad skills in pool. Wahahah! I still can't believe what Nicholas has transformed into, and he even went "will you date me?" to wr. She insists he's joking, but anyway I still had to smack him real hard. Picked up smoking and looking high on drugs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote, "I'm still the same old Nic with a stick in his hand. Aww come on, you know you miss me, give me a huggg."&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh. I'm sorry, but smokers do disgust me. Especially if he was a nice guy back then!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digressed. Anyway, joycie has a pretty good entry about the changes, so I shan't do the same thing. Besides, her writing skills and use of language is MUCH better. She did miss out some things though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o1. The russian waiter had NO idea which meat he was serving.&lt;br /&gt;o2. The russian waiter helped us to take a group photo and said, "Everybody say "peeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-nisssssssssssssssssss"."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was so embarrased cause I hardly noticed the presence of a few guys (two of them, actually) til halfway through the gathering. No doubt they didn't change much, but I still just didnt notice them. Oopsie! I guess I noticed those who changed more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would write about every single person if I had the time. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm going to UNSW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had to inform people who bother to read my rantings. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog again when I have less msn conversations to attend to, and probably when I'm bored in Aussie. Ciaos! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-3637841367845313012?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/3637841367845313012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/3637841367845313012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3637841367845313012' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-6830428913153445956</id><published>2007-04-26T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T01:12:32.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, maybe nothing really matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so meaningless and boring when you work full time. GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps PMS is taking its toll once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody tell me why I have to be female??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my bf once said, "so that you can marry me.". Sweet hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which also means - a lifetime of suffering. GAH. I hate menses. The docotr once told me that people who have painful menses are those who are fertile. No pain = no ovulation = no baby.&lt;br /&gt;Thus I have concluded. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It hurts to be fertile.&lt;/span&gt; =( God's punishment to human is so painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH. Why am I feeling so down anyway?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-6830428913153445956?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/6830428913153445956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/6830428913153445956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6830428913153445956' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-8186585450583344823</id><published>2007-04-20T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T23:06:31.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its almost 2 months into my full time temp job. Time pretty much flies when you're working so hard. Before I know it, the year would be half over. There's plenty to think about at this point of time. For one, I haven't got a reply from Melbourne. I would much rather get a reply and at least know if I got in or not. Haha... At least then I'll be able to plan my next step. Somehow at this point of time, going to study in July seems like a really good idea. I don't want to get stuck working with measly pay for so long, and I guess I don't want to get rusty at studying. No doubt I learn alot of clinical stuff at work, but I guess its not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting really bonded with the people at work though. Politics drive people closer together. Wahahaha! Oh and I'm doing the old fashion pasting stamps on envelops and posting letters! Its been soooo long. =) I think I've used more stamos then I ever touched in my entire life. Not forgetting staples too. I refill my stapler about four times a day, and I'm a master of removing staples now. Lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Simin at marina square yesterday. I just screamed "SIIIIMMINNNN!" from the side nearer to kenny rogers, over to gloria jeans, where she works. Shops were almost all closed anyway. =X I miss my friends! I have no life nowadays. Hahaha. I joke around and cook with aunties and people who all tell me tales about their pregnancies. =/ Along with other gossips and making fun of people *ahem*. It does feel like an odd family there, with all the bitching going on. Oh by the way, I think the computer people are useless. Two days and they can't fix a glitch in the system. Hey hello, patients are waiting! Its not like you can take your own sweet time. I bet they get high pays. Hmph. Hahaha. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to rest. Really. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should go to bed. SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-8186585450583344823?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/8186585450583344823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/8186585450583344823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8186585450583344823' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-8165215732414599327</id><published>2007-04-08T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:44:07.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cannot believe that I'm addicted to burnout. AHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*withdrawal symptoms*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha. No lar, I'm not having any withdrawal symptoms, but rather a pair of hands with sore wrists. I have been playing burnout the past two days on my love's psp. Heeheehee. So fun! I guess crashing is fun. =) I want to play some more!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it has become quite interesting at work recently. HAHA! Our beloved Dr. Lim went on leave and left us to deal with our dear Dr. Chia, who sees like, 4 patients in an hour. IF, we didn't rush her. Wahahaha. So somehow the nurses managed to find this way to rush her so much that in a week she went on mc, and took a day's leave, complete with a PH. Wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen a doctor this slow man! Borderline blood pressures and she made them come back to check again, for $10.50 somemore. None of the other doctors do it lor. So much so that Dr. Lee wanted to create new codes for registration - "Chia01- checkBP". "Chia02-check pulse".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe she made people pay 10 buckeroos to check a freaking pulse rate? GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of the slowmo. I can't wait for Dr. Lim to come back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for june to come either. Oh, my next paycheck too! Ciaos! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-8165215732414599327?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/8165215732414599327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/8165215732414599327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8165215732414599327' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-5411014788026479022</id><published>2007-04-04T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T02:08:27.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I miss my girls! I miss pretty much everybody. I haven't had any time to go out at all. Work ends at 5odd but after that I pretty much just want to go home, especially i work so near to home and so far away from any MRT. Takes pretty long to get to bedok, and bedok is far from town. Heh. I do go out when I get bike rides! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I got a new pretty helmet! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shoeihelmet.co.jp/hellineup/jet/h_jstamo/jstamo7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="323" alt="" src="http://www.shoeihelmet.co.jp/hellineup/jet/h_jstamo/jstamo7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Check out the 360 degrees view! Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shoeihelmet.co.jp/hellineup/jet/h_jstamo/stage07.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;http://www.shoeihelmet.co.jp/hellineup/jet/h_jstamo/stage07.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Anyway I just recovered recently from a bout of gastric flu, and frankly speaking, it sucks! My stomach felt like it was curling up and trying to commit suicide. I couldn't even walk anywhere, or even sleep! Thank God that the bf was around. He so sweetly went out to buy food for me in the rain, but all I could stomach was 2 sips of soup. =( I ended up staying over at his house cause I couldn't go home. Stomach cramps + menstral cramps? BLEAH. Anyway his mummy helped to apply medicated oil on my stomach, and pretty much took care of me. All i did was lie down, sleep, pretty immobile. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I guess its really God's blessings that I could get out of bed to go for the U-21 men's finals, and in the state of excitement jump up and cheer for goals. =D SCC won!! Hurray for the bf! Three years in a row. They are a close knit group. I'm envious. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Honestly, I had more fun watching this year than the last. I guess its cause I had to kaki this year. Watching alone not so fun la. Hahaha. Besides, the kaki really very kanchiong one. =) (what english i have.. sigh) It was fun this year. I miss hockey!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Played a friendly against RJ yesterday, and my legs are sore now. My stamina now just plain sucks. I never had good stamina to begin with, but during those times of hockey I did improve. Now I guess I can't run, I can't sprint. =( I want to play but it feels so limiting to be weak. I want to go run but after work I just feel so lazy. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'm still waiting for a reply from the uni. Won't be anytime soon I think, I just applied not too long ago. Oh well. Somehow I hope that I can only start in Feb'08. I want to buy more time. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Meanwhile I've done alot of thinking and reflecting, and I guess that I really should go easier on myself sometimes.  Maybe I should take some time off to spend with friends, especially those I haven't met up for too damn long. Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-5411014788026479022?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/5411014788026479022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/5411014788026479022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5411014788026479022' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-264132338692379918</id><published>2007-03-31T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T22:42:56.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on a task to do something almost impossible - clean my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this new rack from ikea, because my wardrobe is soooo tiny. Trying to arrange my clothes is tedious, but not because I have too many. I have so many clothes that I use to sleep in. Heh. Old shirts from the past, which I don't want to throw away. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is so small, I had to rearrange a number of things just to fit the rack in. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a long way from a clean room. The arrangement of my room is kinda dumb lar, since its something for a kid. I have quite alot of unusable space due to the arrangement. Heh. Then again, I'm pretty good at messing rooms up. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually got a truckload of stuff in my mind, so much so that I don't even know what's really bothering me. I've become this very bored and boring person these few days. Its not even PMS. Sorry boyfriend! I hope this passes soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lar, I should go back to the mission impossible. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-264132338692379918?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/264132338692379918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/264132338692379918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#264132338692379918' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-1568713726673842567</id><published>2007-03-30T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T18:33:59.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haven't blogged for awhile. I was getting busy, and busy getting sick. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally applied for UniMelb. Now what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Been working and I'm really starting to feel like a parrot. "come in come in come in" "sit down sit down" "wait outside wait outside". Grrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I had stuff to blog. Now I'm just too lazy! Blearh. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Laters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-1568713726673842567?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/1568713726673842567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/1568713726673842567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1568713726673842567' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-6866944110841231307</id><published>2007-03-17T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T11:37:30.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Life's a damn weird thing. I know we all should live life to the fullest, but sometimes I think all that is bullshit. How to leave life to the fullest when we can't stop thinking about things? Like exams, where to further your studies, what to further, whether you will like it, whether you can get in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that anyone has had everything going the way they want it to be, except those spoilt rich bastards out there. In a certain time of everyone's life, we meet rejection, dejection, dilemmas, and all sorts of other things. If you can look at everything with a positive mindset, good for you! Its not easy to be cheerful all the time. Hard as I might try, I still get sad, worried, and even feel regretful about things I've done. I admit I could have done better in school, if I worked harder, especially in year two. At the same time I'm glad I got so much more chances to participate in events that are once in a lifetime opprtunities. Maybe its those that make me study lesser, or maybe I couldn't juggle things well enough. Its all in the past now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're in school, you can't wait to get out of school. But is working what you really want? A full time job, complete with gross politics and underhand means for promotions and pay increments? The competitiveness of a working environment would be a great deal more than school. Working full time is quite a drag, especially when it becomes a routine. I want to go to work with a new objective, new challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I want to do with my life? I know I want to study. I need a cert to get what I want in the future. I want to do research, something which isn't just boring old nine to five routine. Something I can progress on, something ever changing. Its true that research work can last for a long time, but somehow the monotony is different from office jobs. I'll never be an OL. I can't possibly survive that. What to should I do in Uni? I can't stop wondering. I want to do immuno, pharmacology, and biotechnology. I want to study IT modules, design modules, english, and many many more. I won't be satisfied if I specialise already. Yea, I know I'm greedy, and perhaps its making me lose focus.  Ambitious, I suppose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really thank God I'm in Biotech instead of Medtech. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow more choices also mean a bigger headache for me. =/&lt;br /&gt;Who should I listen to? Who do I look to for advice? Where should I be? What do I really want to do? I'm reallllly confused.&lt;br /&gt;Is a better cert more worth it than if I can go with a friend? Does the better cert equate a more meaningful education? I want to learn more. Is QUT better for me? I'm really confused.&lt;br /&gt;Should I go in Aug or Feb? Would I have no more wish to study if I start too late? It feels so horrible sometimes to be caught in decision making. If you know me quite well, you'll know I can never decide. =/ My boyfriend would know very well. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wonder how life would be without my boyfriend readily available. When I'm overseas, and I need him how? Long distance call so expensive. I want to fly him over and have him take care of me. How would Uni life be? Definitely worse than poly. Ah well... Still must study. In Aust, would I be able to do what I want? Or would I make the same mistake of trying to do too much, thinking that I have time for everything? Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to play hockey, I want to take up piano again, I want to play handbells again, I want to serve in the airport again, I want to do so many things....! I want to get my class3before I fly! Hey that means I better go in Feb. Lalalalalalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this mixed optimistic/pessimistic view of life. Sounds so schizophrenic la. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-6866944110841231307?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/6866944110841231307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/6866944110841231307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6866944110841231307' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-6367426416861683964</id><published>2007-03-16T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:56:03.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want a new blog skin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to like my blogskins. Boo. I got no time to get a new blogskin! =( Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I owe the girls an apology cause I was supposed to take a day off this week. AHhhhhh. I couldn't!! I couldn't come online either. So busy that I am so tired!! Sorry!! Hahaha. Anyway, next week's good. =) Friday? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm accompanying my boy in the morning, so I guess I'll be pretty free from noon onwards. Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling pretty random cause nothing's being processed properly in my brain. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*zones out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog post has just lost connection with its author.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-6367426416861683964?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/6367426416861683964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/6367426416861683964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6367426416861683964' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-2224440828459121006</id><published>2007-03-09T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:56:30.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my boy boy has been very naughty lately. never listen to me ah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;better listen to me ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahaha. just a teeny weeny reminder to the one i heart. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-2224440828459121006?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/2224440828459121006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/2224440828459121006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2224440828459121006' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-2043801980275811709</id><published>2007-03-07T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:57:24.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;At first I was totally regretting and asking myself why I stepped into the full time working world. The one which operates five days a week, nine hours a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Now I think its not all too bad. I think I owe it to the staff at SATA. I've only been there for three days, and I can say that the people there are great! The nurses, clinical assistant, doctors are really nice, teaching me everything I have to know, correcting my mistakes, giving me tips about certain operations. They've been so nice I can hardly curse and swear at the low pay the agency is offering. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Wahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I would volunteer for SATA next time man. At least the agency doesn't earn! HA! Hahahaha. Well I need the money lar. After all I'm working for it. Lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Perks of the job include, not too stressful, nice environment, cheap food, and that I get off almost the same time as my boy! Woohoo. Can't say the same if I still work at Mind. Hahaha. Mind still owes me pay. Hmmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Haven't updated for a long while. Highlights of the missing portion includes CNY visiting, bimbo partys with the biotech girls, being out most of the time, jam packed with appointments! I told you I didn't like being too free. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ok lar. Kinda occupied at this point of time. I'll update again... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-2043801980275811709?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/2043801980275811709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/2043801980275811709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2043801980275811709' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-6127379713558382750</id><published>2007-02-18T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:58:48.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy happy new year~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Happy new year all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I have this freakishly huge blue black on my shin. Perfect for the new year don't you think? Wahahaha. Just kidding. It's surviving quite well anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Bad mood almost over. I think so lar. Afterall, it is the new year. I don't have a huge family to reunion with, neither do I go CNY visiting. I would like to go visiting actually, just that we stopped doing that awhile ago lar. After all, its kinda surprising but, I think I have things to chat with my cousins already. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Don't worry for me. I still get AngBaos. ;) Wahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-6127379713558382750?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/6127379713558382750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/6127379713558382750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6127379713558382750' title='Happy happy new year~'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-7470302481150357002</id><published>2007-02-17T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T03:19:32.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="mailto:*&amp;^%$#@!@#$%^&amp;amp;*&amp;^%$#@@#$%^&amp;amp;^%$#@@^*#@#@$%^%$#@$#%"&gt;*&amp;^%$#@!@#$%^&amp;amp;*&amp;^%$#@@#$%^&amp;amp;^%$#@@^*#@#@$%^%$#@$#%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pretty much sums up my life at this current moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to move out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be happier off with a wipeout of memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-7470302481150357002?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/7470302481150357002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/7470302481150357002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7470302481150357002' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-4475548287813516742</id><published>2007-02-16T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:19:00.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Bye bye long post with all the pictures that causes the page to load slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha. Well it doesn't load slow for me, because it is my blog. Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, results are coming out. I am getting a job. I have told Beng that I won't be working (though he did ask me to work weekends. i told him i'll consider.). Lalalala. &lt;s&gt;Freedom at last.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don't like being that free, as mentioned in the previous post. I shall not grumble too much and behave like the typical Singaporean. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am being completely random and completely senseless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to SHSS today! Met Miss Yew, who for some reason wants me back to teach, Mrs Wong, who thinks its my first time back -_-'", Miss Tan, who doesn't want Joyce to teach and who also hasn't changed a single bit, Miss Chin, who is Mrs Goh and still so sweet, Si Ying, our pretty and dramatic senior, Mr Chiang, who thinks I'm Carol Lai, and a whole lot of others. They all have a huge lou hei seesion at the creativity hall lar. All wearing red. I bet it was compulsory. Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I miss the school so much. Well, I wasnt that attached to my class in the first place. I was close to some people, but our class wasn't the most united class you could find. We did a whole lot of fun things together though. There was the class cheer, which won us pizza hut vouchers. We spent all the vouchers on delivery at Hannah's house where we all played games to Vincent's strumming. Hahaha. We were playing the werewolf game, which I found out later is available in card form. Racial harmony day where we all wore costumes and made fun of people. We did endure the Social Studies lessons and even tricked Miss Tan that the green is blue and vice versa. I still regard Miss Tan as my favourite teacher though everyone else hated the chapter copying. Hahaha. She still remembers that I got A1 for my combined humanities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember kick boxing to "Absolutely everybody" and temperature taking. The tons of homework during the SARS emergency holiday, and the class parties. Bbq at the class chalet which ended up with people other than those from our class, and the weird bedtime stories Vincent told while me and Justina stayed over with the boys. Daniel and Gareth locking themselves into one room, and the four boys who squeezed into a single bed because they didnt dare to share the ohter bed with us two girls. Daniel Zing, Ah tan, Mark and Vincent lor. Hahaha. We even went for a late night walk for supper which the guys had their second dinner. No one ate much at the bbq anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised how true it is that people get closer after graduation. Ian Diong, for example, is now our small bird. Clarise even, during the planetshakers conference. Ah tan, who remembers my birthday, though I know its only because Vincent shares it. Terence lim, who I had a long chat with before one of my matches. Theres many more, though I can't list them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I did have some pretty good times in Secondary school. Now I guess I will miss the good times in Poly too. I'll leave that for another day. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-4475548287813516742?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/4475548287813516742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/4475548287813516742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4475548287813516742' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-4748506391149477158</id><published>2007-02-14T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:59:40.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Woohoo! Its the school holidays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, it is my way overdue break. School has kept me busy since 2005 so you have absolutely no idea how big a relief this is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*BIG SIGH OF RELIEF*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Okay. Enough of the relief. Im totally bored out of my soul. Hahaha. Talk about being fickle minded. I'm so used to the busy lifestyle! Now that I have nothing to do, I feel so lost and bored. There's never enough shows on TV, never enough things to do online. I work part time, but I can't wait to quit. The damn job is boring me out. Yea, it was interesting at first, but once you do it too often? You get so sick and tired of it. The nine hour shifts without proper mealtimes is another thing. The management is another. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm off to find a temp job!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh ya, I'm considering going for the feb08 intake for uni. That way, I can get my class3 licence, work a little, rest a little, recharge a little, learn a little, earn a little, before I go into uni. Wahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't know if thats the best, but I'll just wait for my results to decide for me lar. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Having an idle mind aso means alot more thoughts and planning for the future. Wahaha. Wild thoughts, crazy dreams. Not forgetting worry for the soon to be released results. Yea, its in March, but I can't help thinking I won't do as well as I hoped. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I just want to get into UniMelb! =/ Sigh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Enough of my useless rantings. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-4748506391149477158?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/4748506391149477158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/4748506391149477158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4748506391149477158' title='Holidays?'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-2438329574827123487</id><published>2007-02-05T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:11:10.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the crazy damn things</title><content type='html'>Oh the crazy damn things. Small things in my life which makes me wanna scream and shout and just hide under my covers. I've got plenty of notes waiting for me and all I'm doing is procrastinating. This is so horrible. I really need to do well this semester, but somehow I'm not working hard enough. I can't wait for the two hours to be over tomorrow. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's many things in heart, and somehow I wish I could share it all. I need to get all my thoughts together, and concentrate really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*breathe in*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*breathe out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me strength!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-2438329574827123487?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/2438329574827123487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/2438329574827123487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2438329574827123487' title='oh the crazy damn things'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-1723886791422085909</id><published>2007-02-05T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T21:02:11.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's my last day of school! Well, should be happy la, but I'm more worried than I am joyful at this point of time. There's still so much left to study, so much in my mind. Yet I'm hopelessly craving for hotcakes. Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to what I originally want to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://j3welab.livejournal.com"&gt;http://j3welab.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a site where two of my friends and I put up some of our works, so do check it out. We're currently having a Valentine's special, so be sure not to miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's = Friendship week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't forget to get your own buddies something too! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha... Well, all I need is a little support, and if you think your friends will like the webby, ask them to come visit too. =) Whee! Its finally done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since tomorrow is the last day of exams...... More items can be expected too! =) Have fun. Lalala. There. I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-1723886791422085909?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/1723886791422085909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/1723886791422085909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1723886791422085909' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-4106486290938856209</id><published>2007-02-01T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T21:03:06.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I know I shouldn't be blogging at this time, but I can't really help it. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Agro's over, and I guess that's a huge relief. I went out with my 'family' from year 1, well half of them, to mind. It was fun playing Charoodles and First Hands with them, we ate alot, drank alot. Then, we couldn't use all the vouchers!!! =( Oh man. That sucked. But anyway, we played pool and bishibashi after that. I just realised I haven't played bishibashi in so long! At least a few years! I lost badly lar, but it was ok. Wahahaha. Well anyway, no one wants to know what I did when, so here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm bored!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bored bored bored bored out of my mind. Wahahaha. I don't know if its because I don't have a fear of Immuno or something. I don't feel like starting to study cause I don't feel the urgency. Yet I know I want to do well. I'm weird lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I don't want to study anymoreeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Actually I dont know what I want to do. I don't want to work, don't want to do anything. Maybe I'm just lethargic. I want to run, but feel like I don't have the energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Somebody save me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-4106486290938856209?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/4106486290938856209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/4106486290938856209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4106486290938856209' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-981914869317570066</id><published>2007-01-22T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T21:04:01.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe this! By the 6th of Feb, 4.10pm, I'll be freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Actually, free from school only lar. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so slack, yet I think I've been studying more than I have the past few months. Perhaps because of FYP, but no one really has the mood to study much. I haven't studied much for any of my ICAs. Oh well. Now that the exams are here, I better buck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in poly haven't really been going the way I wish they were, with the heavy workload and all the stress. I guess it isn't easy to do well in biotech really. =/ However, I still had a really fun time this three years. Sure, there has been alot of ups and downs, people irritate me, I irritated people, unhappy teamwork, lost friendships. Hahaha. The many happy times in CYA, hockey, the exchange programme, the fun times during year one, and the many stupid crazy moments in taman negara. Everyone seems to mature in poly. There seems to be not much of a choice but to mature. Girls especially, since guys still have their two years of service to the nation. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently everyone is wondering what to do next. After our class outing, several of us were talking about what lies in the future. We don't have that much time to decide anyway. While the guys are stepping into NS, we girls have to either find ourselves a job, or find ourselves a place in university. I'll soon have to quit my job and prepare to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent got the place I want in uni, but its because I haven't applied. If I don't do well this semester, I dont think I can get a place. Sigh. Results will be out on the 7th of march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going overseas is fun, but scary. Imagine staying alone for two years! I know I'll make friends there, but somehow it would be alot easier if there were people I know going with me. Unfortunately, most of my friends are going to different places... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should be praying about this... Somehow I don't think I'm worth much attention from Him anymore... Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-981914869317570066?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/981914869317570066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/981914869317570066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#981914869317570066' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-3154540237813165927</id><published>2007-01-05T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T00:02:06.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhh.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe school is starting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither can I believe that my stay in poly is almost over. Yikes. I'm starting to get freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever shall I dooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I think blogger is still better when it comes to layout customization. Damn livejournal gives me a headache. Nonetheless, its almost up! I can't wait for it to be done. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to support me ok? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-3154540237813165927?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/3154540237813165927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/3154540237813165927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3154540237813165927' title='ahhhh.'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-292589990834309291</id><published>2006-12-24T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T04:18:09.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;First, let me warn you. This entry is full of pictures. It has been eventful lately. Besides, it saves me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of words &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3521.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 314px; HEIGHT: 235px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CIMG3521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted a rainbow one rainy day. =) I like rainbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC00610.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 294px; HEIGHT: 219px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/DSC00610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught on camera by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nasir&lt;/span&gt;. What's going on eh? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3571.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/Grad%20Party%20and%20Shaf%20bday/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 370px; HEIGHT: 278px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/Grad%20Party%20and%20Shaf%20bday/CIMG3571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grad party. Squeeze people! Yea, I know the picture is dark. Don't worry, there's such a thing called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt;! =) Anyway. Can't wait for the class photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually took two class photos! One with my class, formal informal, and a second with 3B02. Almost everyone from my class was in their class photo. Major photo crash. I want those photos!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3572.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/Grad%20Party%20and%20Shaf%20bday/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 258px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/Grad%20Party%20and%20Shaf%20bday/CIMG3572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cyn&lt;/span&gt;, Lydia, Me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Shaf&lt;/span&gt;. Lydia's in a dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3575.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/Grad%20Party%20and%20Shaf%20bday/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/Grad%20Party%20and%20Shaf%20bday/th_CIMG3575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3573.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/Grad%20Party%20and%20Shaf%20bday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/Grad%20Party%20and%20Shaf%20bday/th_CIMG3573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC00892.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/Grad%20Party%20and%20Shaf%20bday/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 238px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/Grad%20Party%20and%20Shaf%20bday/DSC00892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3581.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/Grad%20Party%20and%20Shaf%20bday/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 242px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/Grad%20Party%20and%20Shaf%20bday/CIMG3581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Shaf's&lt;/span&gt; birthday! We stuffed ourselves silly at rice table. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-size:130%;" &gt;Dinner and Dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cui&lt;/span&gt; puts it, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;DAYner&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dANCing&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3584.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 368px; HEIGHT: 275px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment after my hair got done. So nice! Lydia looks great too! Sorry Lydia to keep you waiting though. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3588.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 239px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3587.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 239px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Simin&lt;/span&gt; crashed! She was in a skirt! Wait, dress! Wait, jumper dress/skirt kinda thing. Pardon my lack of knowledge on fashion. But but, she wore a skirt!! =) Looking great! Show off your legs more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;. After all, you've got the longest amongst us. =X &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lalalala&lt;/span&gt;. Oh and I couldn't decide which picture was better so I just put two. You choose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3597.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 283px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. Missed. Blurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3598.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 324px; HEIGHT: 432px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;. Much better. =) Toilet photo. I like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3600.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 378px; HEIGHT: 283px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyn, Me, Lydia, Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3589.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3589.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 378px; HEIGHT: 282px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture with Liyin! She's so cute lar. Yes, my eyes are non-existent in this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3591.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 377px; HEIGHT: 278px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn! Smart girl. Cheerful. I miss Miyazaki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3622.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 378px; HEIGHT: 282px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CIMG3622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Palla&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Shaf&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Elango&lt;/span&gt; (lecturer, mind you.), Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3603.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 383px; HEIGHT: 285px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cyn&lt;/span&gt;, Me, Lydia, Heidi. I totally loved Heidi's dance. It looked so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3606.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 317px; HEIGHT: 236px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice picture. =D We all had glitter in our hair! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3608.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 372px; HEIGHT: 278px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nette&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nette&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Wahahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Ages since I last took a photo with her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3612.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 248px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3613.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 330px; HEIGHT: 249px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ummar&lt;/span&gt;, Pearly, Me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Shaf&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ummar&lt;/span&gt;, Pearly, Me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Shaf&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ummar&lt;/span&gt; looks like Vincent. =/&lt;br /&gt;I like these pictures! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3614.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 381px; HEIGHT: 285px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Guy. =D Eh. I still can't get over Wei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jie's&lt;/span&gt; boyfriend saying that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kaan's&lt;/span&gt; good looking.&lt;br /&gt;Commenting that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kaan's&lt;/span&gt; good looking = Whee!&lt;br /&gt;Wei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jie's&lt;/span&gt; bf saying it = &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ermmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3619.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 368px; HEIGHT: 273px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year One classmates! Rui Wen and Shu Fen. So pretty~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3623.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 346px; HEIGHT: 259px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. The gorgeous Peirong. I LOVE her hair. I want! I want!&lt;br /&gt;I say, ditch the specs. You look awesome! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3626.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 294px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I not leave a spot for the graduating CLS hockey girls? ;)&lt;br /&gt;Our keeper Shaf(1&amp;13), Michelle who stole my number(11), Me with another nice number(7), Cynthia who kept giving away her numbers(27).&lt;br /&gt;Errr. Its Jersey numbers I'm refering to btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3627.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG3627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 353px; HEIGHT: 268px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/CLS%20Dinner%20and%20Dance%2006/CIMG3627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man behind it all, Hottie Ho! Hahahahahaha. I still can't believe he came up with that name. You're a great sport, and believe me, you are a good lecturer (anyone who's taken his module would understand...). Great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. I'm done. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait! One last one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC00326.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 335px; HEIGHT: 251px" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/DSC00326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce, Joanna and Me~ Just taken today at CCR. Well done with the skit! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm really done. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-292589990834309291?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/292589990834309291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/292589990834309291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#292589990834309291' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/Grad%20Party%20and%20Shaf%20bday/th_CIMG3571.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-4319042924324879605</id><published>2006-12-10T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:06:03.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to show off what I've been doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, strictly speaking, there's nothing to show off lar, but here's some pictures of my FYP and IVP~ Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3487.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/FYP%20presentation/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 365px; height: 273px;" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/FYP%20presentation/CIMG3487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My FYP group. WengHua, me, Cynthia, and HanYen from NUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3489.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/FYP%20presentation/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 364px; height: 272px;" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/FYP%20presentation/CIMG3489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Cher, Cynthia and Shaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3490.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/FYP%20presentation/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 271px;" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/FYP%20presentation/CIMG3490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got rid of Cher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3491.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/FYP%20presentation/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 362px; height: 271px;" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/FYP%20presentation/CIMG3491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Cher, Palla and Bahlum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3493.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/FYP%20presentation/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 364px; height: 272px;" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/FYP%20presentation/CIMG3493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found something disgusting in Bahlum's hair. Wahahha. He looks like a retard here leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3494.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/FYP%20presentation/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 370px; height: 277px;" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/FYP%20presentation/CIMG3494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final nice photo after we got rid of it. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3505.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/IVP%202006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 446px; height: 335px;" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/IVP%202006/CIMG3505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls' team! I'm hidden in there somewhere. Wahaha! We played the last game with ten men! I mean, women! Hah! (I nearly died) Evan looks scary here, and Shaf just looks, hmm, a little retarded. =XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3482.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/IVP%202006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 444px; height: 332px;" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/IVP%202006/CIMG3482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys' team. Unfortunately, there wasn't a goalie. Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3450.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/IVP%202006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 340px; height: 254px;" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/IVP%202006/CIMG3450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3446.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/IVP%202006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 339px; height: 253px;" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/IVP%202006/CIMG3446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty cool looking shot with the water. Heh. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CIMG3502.jpg" href="http://s122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/IVP%202006/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG3502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 277px; height: 394px;" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/IVP%202006/CIMG3502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaf and I with the miniskirts. Hahaha. I think the shirt's too big for me... Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! A picture speaks a thousand words, and I've got plenty here already. Hahaha. Alright, time to go mug immuno! Tata~&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/6643800-4319042924324879605?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/4319042924324879605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/4319042924324879605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#4319042924324879605' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o247/low_carol/FYP%20presentation/th_CIMG3487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-1217868189170687376</id><published>2006-12-06T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T19:37:40.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Its over its over its over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*jump jump jump jump*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-1217868189170687376?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/1217868189170687376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/1217868189170687376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#1217868189170687376' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-4428213085039411417</id><published>2006-11-22T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T22:54:35.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I thought I had an utterly idiotical nonsensical funny idea that I just had to share. I was hyped and starting working on it, but now the mood is all gone. Bah. Just so you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-4428213085039411417?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/4428213085039411417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/4428213085039411417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#4428213085039411417' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-1908083210344988594</id><published>2006-11-22T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T02:51:35.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the loss of life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Polytechnic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The thing which consumes your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The thing which makes many change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The thing which makes us lose control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's like a jail, and the crime we commited was to pass our O levels, and to skip our A levels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It engulfs our lives, chews up our time, swallows our sanity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In year one, it gave us many happy memories, happy thoughts, happy days. Our deed of crime has not disappointed us. We were rejoicing. CCAs, class outings, the time of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Year two, punishment started sneaking in. We were still unaware, happily wasting our precious time with tons of activites. The ending of joy, the beginning of stress. The results showed how easy we were taking our term in this jail. Punishment has taken its toll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Year three, the judgement has come. Time and effort was the price to pay for a ticket to leave. The final demon arose, its name was FYP. It creeped upon us, ate our time, gave us headaches, sucking the lives out of us. Seven long months of torture. The final grading is soon to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Now I can almost taste the sweetness of freedom lingering in the air. The pains of labour is going to take fruit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I can't wait I can't wait I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tell me, after FYP, we all start to relax, how to study leh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-1908083210344988594?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/1908083210344988594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/1908083210344988594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#1908083210344988594' title='the loss of life.'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-7372647640507832768</id><published>2006-11-21T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T01:48:13.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ivp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Its been a busy busy month. First, FYP submission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The whole week of FYP submission was just mad. Alright, so we had it almost completed. We had several final drafts. Haha. In the end, it was a mad rush to print and bind everything. I had to work from thursday til saturday, so I was just feeling damn tired at the end of everything. There was this huge hybridoma test today, and I really didn't feel like studying the entire day yesterday. All I did was to slack around. Even daniel said the weekend was a holiday. Subconciously. I guess deep down every single one of us is hoping for that holiday which never seems to come. There's always something to do. It's been like that since year two semester two. It really sucks. All the work, the stress, the madness. I swear I've broken down one time too many. The boy can't help much, he's going through alot of things too. Its just different things we have to go through, and its not making either of us feel any better. Nah, we didn't quarrel or anything. Its been fine, we've both been understanding. But somehow I wish I had more mental support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;There were tons of e-learning assignments to complete. Sigh. Fortunately, the test is over, it wasn't too bad (heh.....). Shaf, Ummar and Cynthia would know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IVP today. I nearly couldn't make it due to FYP. In the end, we're putting off seeing Dr. Liew for the draft presentation. Will have to work on it tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;IVP. Hmmm... I think the SP girls really played very well, considering that this is the first match for the majority of us. Shaf's being goalie for the first time too. No serious injuries, but its tiring. I must admit, my stamina sucks. I haven't ran for the past few months since April. Running and sprinting makes me feel like puking. We survived anyway. I didn't eat a bite before the match. I had no appetite. Thank God for that though, if not I might have puked. Anyway, I had to run home to get my stuff cause of the postponing of the meeting. After that, we (cyn and i) had to brave the storm to get to the pitch. Then, was the match against NYP. FYI, NYP girls' team is the best team. We had a horrible score-line. BUT, its was really good considering the difference in standards. Hahaha. We managed to make them work for goals instead of really easy ones. We managed to stress them (however little), and we managed to defend better than expected. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The NYP girls are really good. It was fun playing with them. We really get to see how good players play. Besides, most of them are really nice too. =) Though we are a really new team, with so many inexperienced players, I can say that I'm proud of our team today. Though we didn't train much, and not enough effort was put into training, we managed to come off fine. I just wished I could commit more. Sigh. There were small snitches, but everything went fine. The worst is over! Let's work hard for the rest of the games! =) Jiayou!!! Lets at least score one! Wahahaha. Let's work towards it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The SP guys team really improved from last year. This year, there are more experienced players, and goalie! Though I miss some of the players last year, our team this year is much better. Heh. Go guys! Go SP! We got more chance this year! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh and I kinda like my hockey jersey. Nice colour, nice skirt. I like................ Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;After the game, we stayed for the guys' game. We put up a fight, though the NYP guys were very good. Dang. Haha. After everything, me, the boy and cyn went for butter fried rice. So nice! The kangkong was burnt so we had them replaced. Heh. We had a good time bitching about weird customers, and our bosses nonetheless. Its the small things which cheers us up. I was really feeling much more relaxed after dinner. I guess half the stress was lifted. Its just the last leg of the race. I have another half a semester to go. I flunked a test (oops). I need to study. I need strength. I need SLEEP. Wahahaha. I guess life's fair after all. The satisfaction and laughter in return for the hard work we put in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HOLIDAYS! You're coming! I've been missing youuuuu~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-7372647640507832768?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/7372647640507832768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/7372647640507832768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#7372647640507832768' title='ivp'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-4786019168731551587</id><published>2006-11-15T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:34:47.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Whooppppeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm jumping for joy! Perhaps a little too early. Heh. Well, its because I'm almost done with my report!! A whooping 118 pages. Heh. I'll still have to send it for a final look-through. I can't believe its almost done!! WHEEEEEEEEEE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Meanwhile, I'm almost dying of stress. I'm doing terribly for my tests, I've got so much on my mind. I miss Molmod today. Sigh. FYP presentation is coming up next. I'll need a new formal skirt. I'll need tights to wear inside the skirt for IVP. I need to shop!!! Wahahahahaha. Come December, I'll go crazy shopping and doing whatever I like!! Not forgetting that I'll be having exams after that lar. December holidays = D&amp;D, class chalet, work(-_-''), overseas maybe? Heeee. I can't wait, I can't wait!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hybridoma test next week. DIE. Hahahaha. IVP next week. DIE. FYP presentation. Hmmmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All the things that can go wrong, might go wrong. BUT at this point of time, I don't care! I'm too busy planning what to do. LAlalalalalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-4786019168731551587?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/4786019168731551587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/4786019168731551587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#4786019168731551587' title='Wheee'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-116318502319211187</id><published>2006-11-11T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:22.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hectic week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The week is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I can finally breathe. *PHEW*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Lets see what I have achieved this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I did FYP the entire day on Monday up til about 4am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Woke up at around 12 the next day to do more FYP, followed by training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Went back, did some E-learning, knocked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Woke up on wednesday for friendly against JJ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dinner at Swensons with Darling and Shaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Couldn't stay awake for staff night so I didn't go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Woke up around 1, ate, slacked, worked from 4 til 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Went home, knocked out. Woke up at 930, went to school for more FYP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Wah lao. I can't believe I wasted one good week doing so much things! I should have some time to go shopping or watch movie or something la!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;On a brighter note, I'm almost done with my FYP report!! I'm left with the super headache referencing, as well as just minor changes and formatting. The report is pretty much shaped up already. Once the report is submitted, it'll just be the presentation. I can't wait I can't wait I can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;IVP is coming soon. I don't know lar, its not that I don't want to play, but.... I just know I'm not up to the mark, and besides, I'm not committed enough. School still ranks as numero uno for me. Guess I'm just a plain old boring brainwashed Singaporean. Wahaha. As for the IVP, God please let us score at least ONE goal. I'm not asking to win, I'm not asking for more. I just want ONE goal. At least that way, we'll be better than the guys team last year. =X lalala. Ooops. Did I reveal too much? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I hope the jersey's nice. Hmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Its E-learning week. I don't think I completed much E-learning at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Done:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;o1. Immuno Quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;o2. CSW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;o3. Molmod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Needs to be done:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;o1. Immuno report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;o2. Hybridoma report and presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;o3. Agro datasheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;o4. Agro worksheet (Audrey's part)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;o5. Hybridoma tutorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;o6. Hybridoma lab report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;o7. Agro (Dr.Liews part)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;o8. GLMP reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;URGH. Forget it lar. I know I will never complete them all by monday. Maybe just those that have to be handed in on monday I guess. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I can't wait I can't wait I can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I just need a BREAK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-116318502319211187?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116318502319211187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116318502319211187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116318502319211187' title='hectic week'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-116282926615474187</id><published>2006-11-07T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:22.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fyp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;FYP sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I've been staring at the computer the entire day. My eyes, they hurt. ARGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'm playing for IVP. I'm working. I've got FYP. I've got e-learning assignments. I've got projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Who said poly was a piece of cake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;But NVM, this will be a taste of working life. Though I think I will be less busy. -_-'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-116282926615474187?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116282926615474187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116282926615474187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116282926615474187' title='fyp'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-116249082933684274</id><published>2006-11-03T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:21.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uni</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;University applied - Application status&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;In order of replies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;o1. Queensland University of Technology (QUT) - Conditional Offer (1.5 years exemption, with honours)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;o2. University of New South Wales (UNSW) - Waitlist (no idea..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;o3. University of Western Australia(UWA) - Assessment in Progress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;o4. Murdoch University - Conditional Offer (no idea wad exemptions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;o5. Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology (RMIT) - Conditional Offer (up to 1.5 years exemption)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;o6. Monash University - Conditional Offer (1 year of exemption)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No replies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o1. Australian National University &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o2. University of Queensland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o3. Deakin University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Argh!! The two I really want replies from are not replying!!! Gosh. Hahaha. Anyway, if I don't get any more offers, I'll take QUT. =XX SIgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;NEXT week is E-Learning week. WHEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-116249082933684274?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116249082933684274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116249082933684274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116249082933684274' title='uni'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-116239621609347511</id><published>2006-11-01T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:21.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urgh</title><content type='html'>As the thought of the approaching FYP deadline creeps in slowly, and eventually setting in, I realised that I still have ALOT to do. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I need time! I need to stop procrastinating! I need to go study immuno now instead of blogging! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help lar. At this rate, I don't think I can EVER get anything done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-116239621609347511?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116239621609347511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116239621609347511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116239621609347511' title='urgh'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-116210322166941152</id><published>2006-10-29T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:21.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my goodness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Today is sunday and once again, I COULDN'T WAKE UP for church. Dang. I wasn't supposed to work last night actually, but since beng smsed and asked if I could help out, and I did want to get some extra cash, I went to work anyway. Eight to three. How fantastic. One group of people refused to leave til three a.m.! I guess its alright, since at the end we were just slacking off and watching the two brothers who own the company play. World war IIII, ming hua calls it. Wahahaha. They were playing Aton, some strategy game for two players. Looks interesting, but I haven't had a chance to play it yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Looking forward to the next PAYDAY! Well, I only worked for three days lar. But still, its MONEY$$$. I can't wait for the next bazaar! My jewellery isn't moving much, simply cause no one sees them lar. Heh. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I've been uploading photos, and I don't know how big they'll turn out, so, here's my darling blur alpaka! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 228px; HEIGHT: 169px" height="475" src="http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n192/carolxq/Austria/CIMG2005.jpg" width="599" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Oooh! I can resize!! Wahahaha~ How dumb can I get? Anyway, here you go! I'm waiting for all my Austria pictures to upload, then I'll upload more recent stuff. ^^ Ciaos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-116210322166941152?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116210322166941152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116210322166941152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116210322166941152' title='oh my goodness!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n192/carolxq/Austria/th_CIMG2005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-116194274604492089</id><published>2006-10-27T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:21.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bah. Just happened to be blog hopping and I noticed so many people with pretty blogs. Or interesting blogs. Or pretty interesting blogs. Then, *zap* I realised how boring I am. I guess I have a lack of life. I'm always just busy busy busy, or lazy lazy lazy. Wahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I noticed that every single time I try to blog, I get distracted. I wonder why? Anyway, my laptop keypad is giving me alot of trouble due to a seed bead disaster. Yep, seed beads fell all over my keyboard, and I have to pry out some of my keys to get these little devils out. Grrrrrrr. Well, I'm glad enough that my computer still works! Its on the verge of dying. I have plans to get one once the dreaded FYP is done. I have too much to do to be occupied with transferring files right now. Wahaha. I know I will spend TOO MUCH time on that. I did get some of my files out already though, I'm seriously worried that this computer will crash anytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Back to my life. I don't think I have a really boring life lar. After all, I'm pretty occupied. I'm just too boring and lazy to type it all out. Though I will LOVE to be able to look back at all my memories. I can only blame myself for being LAZY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Okay. Since I'm seated snugly in front of the computer (not near the tv, nor my beads), I shall give major updates!! Not like you guys want to read, but I shall force it on you! Wahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o1. I'm working at MindCafe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Great place to work actually, great colleagues, great work. Pay's not too bad either. *grin* It was rather tough in the beginning actually. I started out on weekends and trust me, those are the worse days to start! I didn't know how to teach much games, so ALL I did was to serve the drinks. Sheesh! So tiring lar. Now that I can teach games, a hundred plus of them all, I have the luxury of taking breaks to teach the customers, and not serve food, clear plates all day long. Hooray!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;PLUS, now there's a new system, with new benefits and STAFF NIGHT! Staff nights are wednesday nights where we get to play games with other staff (duh), and get free finger food! Though there's no cab fare claim for midnight charges lar. =(  Oh well, still good enough for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;o2. I'm slogging my ass off for FYP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nah, I'm not. Really. Though I'm really stressed out at myself for being such a lazy bum. There's tons to edit, add, rephrase and research. Everytime submission of drafts get near, I burn midnight oil. Sheesh. Anyway, all of these would be over soon. Submission is in week 8! *GASP* Gosh. There's so much left to do and I'm here lazing away! (trust me, if i wasn't blogging i'll be reading or watching tv or sleeping.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;As much as I can't wait to get FYP off my back, I wish there was more time for us. Sigh. Once this is over, I'll stop being a grumpy old irritable woman. I hope. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;o3. School sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So what's new? Haha. As always, tons of assignments, boring lectures, and lack of sleep. Can you believe I'm actually thinking about University as I'm complaining so much about my workload?! As much as I enjoy Immunoogy as a subject, I simply abhor one of the lecturers. It's not Mrs Mark. Mrs Mark is good. Its the OTHER that sucks. I can't complain enough about her. One night I was watching National Geographic, which featured the katana(the samurai sword), and the next day I had the image of me using it on her. Oh, how nice and clean the slash would be. Hahahaha. Hybridoma with her is way worse. I zone out completely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;o4. I'm going to start driving soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well, driving lessons, at least. Hahaha. I've enrolled at CDC and all hyped to start. I had to cancel several lessons already lar. Stupid work schedule. Bleah. I can't wait!! Kaan's almost done with his bike practicals. Finally, I will be able to save on the huge amount of money I invest in cabs all the time. Sheesh. Wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As you all can see, nothing really that interesting happens in my life. Things do happen, but somehow I forget them real quick. I've had great days, and yet unfortunately, I can't remember them well enough to blog. I've got to get my life organised. Ermm, sorry guys, still no photos. =X Soon alright? I promise!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-116194274604492089?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116194274604492089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116194274604492089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116194274604492089' title='bah.'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-116144981242435899</id><published>2006-10-22T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:21.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hmm. I have being wanting to blog, and yet haven't got down to it. There's so much to blog about! School, work, and of course, my birthday! Thanks to my great friends, and my darling! Wahaha~ There's quite a few pictures, but they're not uploaded so I can't put them up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, the online shop is nowhere near ready. =X Sigh. I wish I could get it up soon lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Random:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I passed my BTT and FTT already. I'm going to start practical lessons in November. WIsh me luck everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I applied for about eight Australian universities. Eeek. Got one offer so far. I need prayers! Hee. Especially for school. Can't seem to concentrate. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ok lar. I shall blog only when the photos are uploaded. IF my computer doesn't die on me! Ciaos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-116144981242435899?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116144981242435899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116144981242435899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116144981242435899' title='Whee!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-116071967994972075</id><published>2006-10-13T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:20.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bout of bad luck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bad days. Everybody has them. Everybody hates them. They can't stop looking for me. Argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I don't know if I'm just plain PMSy, or perhaps I'm just in a bad mood. Don't ask though. I have no mood to answer. I just want to let out my frustrations. FYP sucks, school sucks, everything sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ARGGGGGGGGGH! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bad day, bad day, gO AWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I WILL BE BACK SOOOOOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-116071967994972075?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116071967994972075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116071967994972075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116071967994972075' title='A bout of bad luck.'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-116031513036973323</id><published>2006-10-08T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:20.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;New skin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Hahaha... A long awaited entry eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Anyway, if u you do want to read my old entries, you'll just have to make do with highlighting them to read it. I'm not in the mood to change all the colours. Moreover, this is my first non-dark background skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Does anyone know anything about livejournal?? I need help!! My friends and I are trying to set up a online shop kinda thing. More about that later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Ermmm. Other updates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Nah. FYP rushes. School started. Live goes on.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Anyone interested in studying overseas tell me k? Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-116031513036973323?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116031513036973323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/116031513036973323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116031513036973323' title='whee!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-115774715715183884</id><published>2006-09-09T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:20.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I got the NYAA &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; award!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Wahahaha~ I can still remember Vicky saying that it was on a first come first served basis, and Kaan and I were last few to be interviewed! Well, that was partly our fault lar, we kept forgetting to call. Heh. But I'm glad we still got it after all. At least our last minute rush of report was worth the effort. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I guess I want to change the tone of this blog a little. More like, I wanna change the tone of how I live my life. I'm sick of being so stressed and tired out. Sick of being so worried and moody and oh-so-irritating. I'm sick of being me. I have this feeling that I just want to complete my poly real fast, rush out of school, and just leave my past behind. Grrrrrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sigh. Missed church again. Hopefully this week I won't miss it. I need a really loud alarm. Grrrrr. I don't want to miss church!! = ( Everything seems to fall apart when I miss church. Sigh. I want to walk as close to the Holy Spirit as I was before.. He gives me the strength and the joy which I really need to survive on. Without him, I'm really just nothing. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oops. I just said I wanted to change the tone right? Hee. Yup yup! Cheerful days ahead!(I hope!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Last semester of my poly career! Ganbatte ne everybody! The final lap to go~ Then its on to further education. Bleah. Wahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh so many things to do and to look forward to this holidays! I get to meet my girls again! Joyce Lim's concert! Whee~ I will have to turn up in blazer though. I don't exactly mind, but I will be overdressed for sure. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;As for my disappointments, I'll throw them away for the moment. The 13th. It will decide my mood for the following months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lalala~ I want a gathering so bad. I miss 4A!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I miss handbell~ I miss secondary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Talking about secondary school, I went back to SHSS on during the Teachers' day celebrations! I'm glad most of my teachers still remember me. Heh. Mr Chiang said I look smaller. I'm glad! Hahaha. Miss Chin Li Fang(Mrs Goh) still remembers me by name too! She has two kids already. Sigh. So cute!!! (we saw their pictures~) Ms Sarah Yew too! Well, I did meet her at the airport while she led some kids to NZ. I'll always remember her. Mrs Wong Kit Fong, Mrs Ong Hwa Hiong, Miss Tan Yen Lin! Miss Tan looks exactly the same. Wearing the same kind of clothes. I really miss her!! I remember she was one of my favourtie teachers. Even though she made us copy chapters lar. Haha. When we stood in a group to chat that day, it felt more like friends, rather than teacher and students. I guess we really have aged. Ya lar, matured, but aged what!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The old school building seems so distant to me now. The classrooms, the hall, drop-in centre, creativity hall, labs, sigh. I miss the school uniform too. Even the 2.4 route! Wahahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I hope I never forget the times I had in secondary school. The friends I met there are the friends I can keep for life. Thank you SHSS, thank you my alma mater~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I want a time machine la!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-115774715715183884?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115774715715183884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115774715715183884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115774715715183884' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-115773418825606122</id><published>2006-09-09T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:20.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I have a bazaar tomorrow and I have hardly enough to sell!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;And I'm ill!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Boooooooooooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Besides that, everything is going fine. S2006 is starting, results are coming(*shivers*), ermm, suddenly I can't think of any more. Oh well~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;My mood's getting better lar. It still all depends on the next two weeks.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-115773418825606122?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115773418825606122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115773418825606122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115773418825606122' title='argh!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-115729710431298739</id><published>2006-09-03T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:20.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I wonder....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I wonder quite a number of different things... I wonder if I'm doing the right things, I wonder if I'm thinking too much, I wonder if everybody is the same, I wonder, I wonder, I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I think I really want a break. I really want to run away from reality and just shut myself in a quite corner of the world and relax. Ya, I know that it is running away, and that running away won't solve any problems. Running away won't make anything better. Perhaps after a break, when I return, I'll feel even more stressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;What is making me so stressed actually? School? Education? Life? Family? Relationship? Friendship? I don't know. I really can't figure it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Soon, my teenage years would be over. Will life get easier? I doubt so. Will it just be as bad, or will it get worse? At this rate, all my hair would be gray in a matter of no time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;ARGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You know what I need?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;A time-out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*pardon me pple. i need to trash it out with myself. i promise to be ok soon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-115729710431298739?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115729710431298739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115729710431298739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115729710431298739' title='I wonder.'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-115666193081179112</id><published>2006-08-27T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:19.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahhh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bah. I hate exam periods nowadays. Didn't use to loathe them so much. Never was so stressed in my entire life. *grumbles more* Panic attacks, loss of appetite, and not forgetting nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, I never had to stress for my exams. I always studied last minute, and yet still steady for the exams. Its usually just the results which makes me jittery. Is it just that I'm become more stupid, or perhaps I just slacked too much in year two? I calculated, even if I do get a gpa of 4 for the next two sems, I will never ever hit a cumulative of 3.5. Sigh. Thats why I had to do well this exams. Stress. For once, there was a huge expectation of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Grrr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pre- and post- exam periods were the most hard to bear. Hunger pangs, yet no appetite. Irritable and emotional. Ever since the last paper, I haven't had a day which I don't get laughed at for saying or doing something dumb. Heh. Its really funny though. Can you imagine, when I thought Audi, I actually said audio? Wahahahahaha~ At least people are having some fun and laughter right?? Hahaha. Even at work I had silly mistakes. Marking off the wrong packages, forgetting to write their playing times. Lucky it was only for the first 2 hours. After that I triple-checked every single order. Heh. Thank God that somehow my superior's nice to me. Nice enough not to scold me lar. Haha. Okay, enough about work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how were the exams? Hmmm. I really don't dare to say. In the past, when I was confident, i knew that I could do reasonably well for my papers. For the past two exams, it was just different. This year, though for once in a long while, I knew the answers for most of the questions. I think the one I really couldn't answer was the bioproc one lar. Though I think my crapping would give me a few marks. Heh. I sure hope everything turns out fine lar. *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there's so much going on in my life right now. Sigh. I can't just put them into words so easily. I just hope that everything will be fine for the next few weeks. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o1. FYP&lt;br /&gt;o2. S2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My darling's brithday is coming soon. Any ideas for a present? Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-115666193081179112?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115666193081179112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115666193081179112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115666193081179112' title='Bahhh.'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-115538460085379179</id><published>2006-08-12T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:19.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ack! Exam period! I'm going on a short hiatus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Well, its not like I have been blogging anyway. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-115538460085379179?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115538460085379179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115538460085379179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115538460085379179' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-115476444953635946</id><published>2006-08-05T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:19.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Hello! I know I haven't been blogging lately. Been trying to do all my assignments. Bleah. Plus all those quizzes! Yuck. Anyway, it is study week next week! Which also means, EXAMS are coming. Damn. Haha. I have four papers this sem. Oh well. I'm supposed to start studying already, but, I haven't exactly completed my reports. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Meanwhile, I picked up a new skill! Hahaha. Busy still can pick up new skill?! Yea, I somehow did.... But its fun mah! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wanted to show you guys some stuff I made, so give your opinions k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;They're both made of wire, and the crystals are all Swarovski! Tell me what you think!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/DSC00263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/DSC00263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/DSC00267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/DSC00267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-115476444953635946?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115476444953635946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115476444953635946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115476444953635946' title='heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-115278090802020065</id><published>2006-07-13T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:19.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm in sch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;School is just so boring. Well, at least while I'm swamped with reports and assignments. I'm surprised I'm here typing an entry. I just typed out a 1149 word script for my oral comm presentation. Its on the movie, The Butterfly Effect. I soooo want to watch it again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I need some time to destress, really. I'll be meeting my girls on next thursday! Hooray! It'll be plenty of fun! No stress, no deadlines. Grrrrrrrr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'll make a list again, to remind myself of all the sadness in my life. Wahaha. Kidding lar! Just a list to show my progress &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o1. bioprocess formal report (gpoi) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o2. bioprocess formal report (jinkai) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o3. ancell formal report &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o4. bioprocess assignment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;o5. Genetech Lab datasheets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o6. Genetech assignments &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o7. NYAA report &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o8. Plant science graded tutorial &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o9. bioprocess quiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1o. more quizzes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr.... Actually, I think there's more I can't remember. Its alright! I'm almost half done! Wheeee! Hahaha. I seriously think I'm talking to myself now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I ran 2.4 with Lydia and the rest on Tuesday. Oh my. I'm aching all over! I was practising my standing broad jump (cause I can't jump), and after that I ran 2.4. Then, it was hockey training. I was feeling so high! Played quite well for my standard that day. =) So happy! So I ran around. Quite alot. Heh. After which, I ran another two rounds around the track with James and Gabriel. They were jogging lar, but I'm glad I didn't fall behind. Hahaha. Waited for the guys to bathe (sooo long.), then walked to the station together. They took the bus, so I took the train myself. There was a group of bimbos next to me. Had a good laugh listening to them talk. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The after effects of all that exercise are torturing. My legs are dying! My knees buckle all the time when I go down slopes or steps. When I sit down, I don't want to get up. When I get up, sitting down again is a torture. Even peeing is a pain. Everytime I have to bend down to get something, the pain sears. Ouch. My back and shoulders hurt too. I wonder why.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this kind of pain after exercise before. Haha. Cynthia and I were wobbling all around school today. She's having aches too! Haha. We scream in pain everytime we go down steps, then laugh at ourselves. Haha. She said, we shouldn't walk together. Looks funnier. Imagine: two girls wobbling and falling down steps...... Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still need more training. Don't really want to fail my napfa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my girls! That Anna didn't reply my message today somemore. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Why is it so much easier to blog than to type my assignments? Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! I finally completed my NYAA report. Phew. Vicky Quek called everyday. She said that the president was easier to get than me. Hahaha. Too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a carnival this Saturday. I'll have to go help. So glad I'm not working on Friday. I'm working on Saturday though. I'll be super busy again. At least I won't be bored! Money money money! Whee! Money to fund my cab fares. Hahahaha. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Pirates of the Carribean yesterday! Must watch must watch! =D It made me miss my first class though. I missed that class three weeks in a row. Jin Kai must want to kill me already. Oops. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being totally random here aren't I? Well, I think this entry is long enough! =) I hope I haven't lost my readership. Lalala.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-115278090802020065?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115278090802020065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115278090802020065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115278090802020065' title='i&apos;m in sch'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-115194834903239089</id><published>2006-07-04T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:18.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I was just entertaining this really crazy thought the other day. Now don't laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, what would I do if I had a time machine which could turn back time. I actually had plans. Yes, I'm either that bored, or that mad. I thought of all the things I would do, in secondary school, in church, in first three months, and even in poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The craziest thing I came up with? That I'll march up to my boyfriend when we were in JC and warn him of the impending disaster. Wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, nothing would be the same. I might end up with some other guy, studying somewhere else, doing something entirely different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I guess everyone matures as time goes by, and I guess we mature cause of all that has happened. So, it doesn't make sense to go back and not make the mistakes I made. Hahaha. I'm weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If only life was like a fairy tale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm asking for too much aren't I? I guess its just the stress getting to me. Lalalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-115194834903239089?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115194834903239089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115194834903239089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115194834903239089' title='time machine'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-115168829536734643</id><published>2006-07-01T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:18.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I've Been Looking For (Reprise)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It’s hard to believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;That I couldn’t see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You were always there beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thought I was alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;With no one to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But you were always there beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This feeling’s like no other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I’ve never had someone that knows me like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The way you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I’ve never had someone as good for me as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;No one like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So lonely before I finally found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What I’ve been looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;The match between Germany and Argentina is still ongoing! Extra time now... Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Oh, just so you know, my results are fine this semester. My hard work has paid off! Can't afford to slack anymore. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-115168829536734643?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115168829536734643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115168829536734643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115168829536734643' title='damn'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-115160121015120070</id><published>2006-06-30T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:17.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Why can't people learn how to cherish what they have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;It's just so easy to take things for granted, to do things on impulse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well, its so easy to say, but its not that easy to put it into action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lord, teach me how to cherish all I have now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-115160121015120070?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115160121015120070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115160121015120070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115160121015120070' title='why?'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-115158806411038431</id><published>2006-06-29T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:17.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depressed</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why, I don't know either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be the dreadful PMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has restarted, and I'm feeling more tired than ever. I wish there were more hours in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates! I need chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-115158806411038431?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115158806411038431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115158806411038431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115158806411038431' title='depressed'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-115012718663025098</id><published>2006-06-12T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:16.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for an entry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Guess what? Its the holidays!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, its supposed to be the holidays, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll have to be in school three times a week for my final year project. I've got uncompleted assignments, and I've got to go to school to complete one of them. Sigh. Oh well. Its the final year of poly. Just a few more months to go and I'll be free! Until its time for uni, of course. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Enough of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Its the World Cup!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hahahaha. I've got the world cup channels on scv! Hahaha... Oh ya, I'm getting digital cable! Hahaha... No more telescope flipping. Phew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't think I can come up with anything intellectual to blog on right now. My brain's tired, there's only a limited amount of work it can do. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thats it! I've done it! My blog is updated! Wahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-115012718663025098?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115012718663025098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/115012718663025098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115012718663025098' title='time for an entry?'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114915176096139599</id><published>2006-06-01T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:16.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how nice</title><content type='html'>How nice. I blogged, and the entry conveniently disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I recreate it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a mental block. Sorry for the short entries! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114915176096139599?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114915176096139599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114915176096139599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114915176096139599' title='how nice'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114800552213067861</id><published>2006-05-19T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:16.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Its friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;9.30 in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm mostly tired and bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Its bioinformatics class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Its going so slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The class is three hours long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Pity me anyone? Hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Alright. Enough of scrolling down. Wahaha. I haven't been back for quite long. My laptop is dying, and I hardly go online at home anymore. So pardon me k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I've started on my final year project already. Did western blots and ran SDS PAGE gels. Oh well. Got alot more to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Damn. Better get back to class. Byeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114800552213067861?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114800552213067861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114800552213067861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114800552213067861' title='its a friday!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114589236928892252</id><published>2006-04-24T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:16.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Yea yea, so I haven't exactly been updating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Life has been very different since I landed in Singapore Changi Airport. Everything seems to be so fast paced, as if to rush and catch up after all the slow moving time in Thailand. I haven't had time to sit down and properly use my computer. Okay okay, so there's no such thing, but it certainly feels that way. There seems to be so much to do, so much to catch up on. So much to think about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The first week of school is already over. We're already deciding on our FYP(final year project). I have a presentation this thursday. ITS ALL TOO FAST! There's too little time!!! Ahhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Well there is time, but I need time to spend with bf right? Wahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;And you know what? I'm down with flu... Sigh. Help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114589236928892252?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114589236928892252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114589236928892252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114589236928892252' title='update?'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114467118422724219</id><published>2006-04-10T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:15.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thailand hot?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Whoever told me Bangkok was hot must have been kidding. Well, for the past few weeks at least. Wahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;For the past two weeks, it has been nothing much but rain in Bangkok. Rain, rain, thunder, lightning, blackouts, more rain, and more blackouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Okok, so I might be exaggerating a little. But trust me. There has been alot of rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The first three weeks we were here, there was NO rain. No, nada, nil, zilch. But after that, its was rain rain rain. The rain here is quite scary actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;A few days before the rain, there was very strong wind. VERY. Then, just before it started to rain, there was strong winds, and it was late at night. A few of us were in family mart when the lights flashed on and off. Kind of like those scenes you see near the end of the world la. Hahaha. No exaggerating too much la! But it was fun, we made it back to our rooms. The moment we stepped out of the lift, it blacked out. Thank God we weren't stuck inside. So we ended up in Bahlum's room, eating and chatting. Wahaha. Oh well. What an experience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;After that incident, it kept raining and raining already. Like in one of my previous post, this area was flooded. Oh well. The day we went to Tesco Lotus, there was rain. Yesterday when we went back to Chatuchak, there was rain. It rained in several mornings and nights too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Now I know. When it rains in Bangkok, it pours. Literally. Hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Many of us take rain as a cleansing shower, a cooling change, feeling refreshed afterwards. The first time it rained. All I thought of was, this rain is seriously polluted. Yuck. Wahaha. The air here is so polluted, the rain would have dissolved all the pollution before falling. Sigh. The next few days were better though. Somehow, the rain must have cleansed the air! Wheee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The other day we went to look for our advisor, and he told us that it hardly rains around this period of time. It's already almost the hottest season in Thailand. As Pim told me, there's only two seasons in Thailand, hot and very hot. Wahaha. In actual fact, there's winter in Thailand! Singapore only has summer lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Talking about the hot season, do you know that there's a festival in Thailand known as the Song Kran Festival? Its on the 13 of April to the 15! Heard it starts and ends at different times at different areas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The festival is when people splash water at each other to cool off the hot weather! Its held yearly at this time, and people all around do it! Cool? Very. Imagine, everyone just splashing water at everyone else! Cool isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I heard from Yuy that they throw flour at each other too! Tukta and Tum were saying that ice was used too. Might be going around in a truck on that day to play! Wheeee! I shall blog if I had fun. Wahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Didn't mean to blog so much. Didn't even mean to blog. came down from my room to find Pearly and Christina and I blogged. Oh well! Hahaha... I shall go off already! Byeeeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114467118422724219?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114467118422724219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114467118422724219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114467118422724219' title='thailand hot?!!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114416098262253185</id><published>2006-04-04T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:15.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something meaningful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Somehow, as days go past, I realised I hardly blog about anything meaningful anymore. Neither do I have posts full of thoughts, though I have plenty. I guess I just don't blog about such stuff. But I was just wondering, why do I blog? To air my views? To let people know how I am? To improve my english? To have something to do when I'm bored? To just have a blog? I have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Yet I blog, and I want to blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I was reading Joyce Peh's blog, and I realised that a mission trip is much closer to my heart too. I miss Joyce alot.. I guess seeing her everyday in secondary school wasn't enough. She's someone I can share anything with, do anythings with, even eat anything with! Except cheese lar, she hates that. Right Joycie? Wahahaha... Hey, if you got lobang for mission trip tell me k? Wahahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Joyce isn't the only person I miss ok! There's loads more, but suddenly linked to her mah. Wahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So who or what else do I miss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I guess.... I really miss church alot. I miss having a church to go to, I miss worshipping. I miss times where God comforts me, when He's so close to me. But alas, I might have lost it all. I still love God, I still believe in God. But I'm not behaving the way God wants me to. I'm not walking side by side with Him, perhaps not even close to. I feel lost and confused at times, and I know only God can help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Why? What happened to my old church? Someone came and took over, first brought us to where we've never been, so close to God. Then, things happened, people failed, hearts were broken, trusts were betrayed. Lies like never before were told, friendships were broken. many rules were set, many things disallowed. many things that occur in everybody's life. Souls were saved, yet souls were lost, people were hurt, many went astray. Why did all this happen? Why didn't I try to salvage the situation? Why were so many hurt? I guess it all hurts God. Yet He allows everything to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Sunday might just be a routine for some of you. It's not supposed to be! Remember when we were on fire? When we were willing to go all out? The joy, the tears, the love. Just because of someone, everything has gone down the drain. That someone. Someone I used to respect. Someone I have already lost all respect for. Its so not worth it. Doesn't anyone else desire the lives we once had? Am I the only one? I have no idea if I will ever get to go back to that life. Yet I desire it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Like I agreed with Joyce, I do feel disappointed for the things some people have done. But they have been done, and nothing can undo them. Maybe they don't realise it now, and continue with it... We will always hope that one day they won't do it anymore. Be the same as they used to be. Its much like a permanent scar. Ugly to behold, yet it shows that wounds have been healed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I don't know if all i have blogged about makes any sense. I just wanted to say something that I really feel. Not just what I do day to day, nor the food that I eat, nor the people that I meet. I'm not telling anyone how to live their lifes, just stating how I feel. Sometimes I wonder how to live my own life lar. Wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;K lar. Better not make everyone more confused. If you guys don't agree with this, just ignore it okay? I'll stop now. Heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114416098262253185?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114416098262253185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114416098262253185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114416098262253185' title='something meaningful?'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114405343429657443</id><published>2006-04-03T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:15.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addicted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I love mango with sticky rice!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ahhhhhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Book's mum made some sticky rice, and gave us about six mangoes. Super sweet! Delicious! The rice, the coconut milk, and some crunchy thing. Wah! Mango feast last night. Hehhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;这就是幸福的感觉！太幸福了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Lalalalala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'm living in food heaven!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114405343429657443?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114405343429657443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114405343429657443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114405343429657443' title='addicted.'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114390021829230585</id><published>2006-04-01T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:15.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elections tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;There was nothing much to do today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Nothing much to eat for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Tomorrow is the elections! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;You know what? There's tents set up for elections in the campus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;There's nothing to do tomorrow. Sigh. Hahaha... I'm a just bored person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Don't know what else to say also... Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114390021829230585?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114390021829230585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114390021829230585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114390021829230585' title='elections tomorrow!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114385492712185956</id><published>2006-04-01T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:14.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohhhhhhhhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I think I know why that night was so special already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Nothing pretty much happens here at night....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Lalalalalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114385492712185956?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114385492712185956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114385492712185956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114385492712185956' title='ohhhhhhhhh!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114381672531073278</id><published>2006-03-31T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:14.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one night in Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;One night in Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea, I know I've been here for many nights by now, in fact 25 nights. Hahaha... But, last night was one special night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;We all went to Suan Lum Night Bazaar. Book has organised it, and pretty soon almost everyone was going. most of our project partners went. We cabbed there, six in a cab again. Pretty amazing how they squeeze into cabs all the time. I was feeling very tired due to the lack of sleep the previous night. Ended up getting motion sickness. Wahaha. Luckily we got there before I felt too much like puking lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We went to the "Food Court" to eat. The food court was open air, has many shops, arranged into two rows on the sides surrounding the seats area. We took a quiet area away from the stage, where it was cooler. The stage has live performances, and there were two large screens showing ESPN. I miss ESPN so much. Wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;For food, most of them took rice with barbequed meat. I took a chicken and beef kebab. Food would have been better if I didn't get car-sick! Oh well. They ordered beer too! Three litres of Singha and three litres of Asahi. The Thais can drink pretty well, the girls can hold their liquor. Wahaha. I finally tried my Asahi. Not too bad lar, better than Tiger. Oh well. I drank less than a quarter of the cup! Wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pearly and I shared mango with sticky rice. 60 baht! Expensive but good. Book later informed us that her mum makes very good sticky rice. Damn. Hahaha. I still liked the mango. The fruits here are so cheap and good! I'll sure miss it when I get back to Singapore. The food here is cheap and good too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Oh well, back to last night. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between food, a group of us girls went walking around the Bazaar. The things were more expensive, but I still bought this bracelet. Heh. When we got back there were more drinks (the Asahi), so we just sat around, talked, joked, played, took a photo (in Bahlum's camera). Then you know what? It started pouring! Madness I tell you. When it rains in Thailand, which is rare, it pours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We still had to go back, so some of us, including me, took Yuy's car. She drives. Yes, the girls here drive. Chevrolets, Fords, blah... Anyway, getting to the car was scary enough. Wahaha. I nearly fell, my slippers both slipped one after the other. Lucky Lingzhi held my hand after that, if not I have no idea how many times I could have fallen down la! We were already drenched by the time we got into the car. Oh ya! I was walking halfway and my foot slipped out of my slipper! Hilarious at that point of time I tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;We all finally took shelter while Yuy ran to her car to come pick us. We were outside this shop, and the shopowner came out and started using a broom to poke at the plastic shielding the shop. The whole load of water came splashing down! A drop went into my eye, but we didn't get too wet from that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;When we finally made it to her car, we had to squeeze again. The ride back wasn't too bad. I didn't get motion sickness either. When we got out, the whole area was floode up to our ankles. Yuck. Dirty water! But we all made it lar. Pearly's slipper floated on the water and she got stuck at the flooded area longer than me and Lingzhi lar. Hahaha. We had a good laugh after that, especially when we were so engrossed in conversation that we forgot to press the lift! Wahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;So I went back and bathed. Lucky it didn't blackout. There were blackouts the previous two nights, and I even nearly got stuck in the lift once. We stepped out and it blacked out. Heh. After I showered, Sebast called to ask me to go down and get the security guards to open the side gate for them. So I did. Pearly left her key dangling outside her door lar! So dangerous. I took it with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ae and Kung came back with the guys, and slept over. Did I mention that Kung and Sebast's together? Anyway, Ae got sick, and we all took care of him... Awww..... No lar, we just asked him to wash up and tucked him in thats all. Wahaha. He's fine already lar. No big deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;It blacked out after that though. Most of us went to Bahlum's room in the end, to chat, eat, gossip, watch tv. At about 3 we went back to our rooms to sleep. I slept til almost 12 today though. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is last night special? The rain and the blackouts, and the fun we had before that! I guess I can't explain well, and the photos are with Bahlum. Haha. I feel like putting up the Prom night photos. Someone encourage me to? Lalala... I shall just put one! Got more fun ones! Tell me if you want to see more! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/CIMG3043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/CIMG3043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114381672531073278?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114381672531073278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114381672531073278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114381672531073278' title='one night in Thailand'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114368893107476349</id><published>2006-03-30T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:14.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bu de bu ai</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I don't know if you guys have seen this, I was told its rather outdated already... But I found it really interesting, so I'm gonna put it up all the same! Wahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jamIFUbOsjg" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114368893107476349?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114368893107476349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114368893107476349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114368893107476349' title='bu de bu ai'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114355544835025748</id><published>2006-03-28T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:14.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;what's next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114355544835025748?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114355544835025748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114355544835025748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114355544835025748' title='lost'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114346832635423196</id><published>2006-03-27T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:13.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so here i am again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So here I am again, sitting at the mosquito feeding area of the school, the only place which has wireless at night...The mosquitoes here really need to go on a diet I tell you! Bet they're all fat on our blood! Hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Lets take a look at what I did today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Woke up around nine plus, washed up and went down to the lab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Used the computer abit, and went down for lunch. Ate this pork's leg noodle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Went back to the lab, started fermentation of &lt;em&gt;Monascus&lt;/em&gt;, made slant agars, inoculated slant agars. Somehow my slant agars always get contaminated! Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;No medicine testing today. Went to the mall, ate japanese food, walked the night market again(so many times that its so boring already), took the 7 baht transport(some bus thingy) back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Went to family mart, bought water and sausage, and now sitting here at the mosquito feeding area...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I guess this entry really has nothing much to read about huh? Oh well. Have nothing much to blog about. Life here is fun, but sometimes quite monotonous. It'll help if I had Kaan or Joycie around lar. But unfortunately that's not quite possible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Oh! There's this prata man who comes near our dorm!! I'm craving prata lar. Hahaha... I'm gonna get fatter when I get back. Eeeeek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114346832635423196?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114346832635423196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114346832635423196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114346832635423196' title='so here i am again'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114329849746777066</id><published>2006-03-25T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:13.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I want to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I feel like blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yet I don't have any idea what to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;How?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114329849746777066?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114329849746777066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114329849746777066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114329849746777066' title='huh?'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114300135195374994</id><published>2006-03-22T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:12.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh well. Its the 22nd of March. The results just came out. Can't say I'm happy about the results. Expected better lar. But I guess its just life. I've just got to work harder in year three. Wonder how will I ever survive in uni. If I ever get there. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I haven't had much to do for my attachment so far either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The things I've done so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*Prepare culture medium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*Inoculate slant agars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*Inoculate plates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*Check for growth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Thats all mostly. Hahaha. Really slack so far. Really wish I had more to do so I would be more occupied lar. Guess not so soon lar. I've got another 25 days here. Well, its still less than a month! Hahahaha. K lar, I wanna go stone already. I'll blog again sometime ba. Byeeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114300135195374994?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114300135195374994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114300135195374994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114300135195374994' title='bored'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114223498572711360</id><published>2006-03-13T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:12.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm really bored these few days, so I guess I'll blog lar. Hahahaha... Let me post some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/Picture%20290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my room! Hahaha... Well, part of it. You can see the bed and the mirror. In front of the bed is the tv, which doesn't show much interesting shows lar. The tv is on the extension of the study table, which is really bright. Great for reading and writing! Next to the bed there's a huge window! Really bright in the day when I draw the curtains! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/Picture%20304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get blogger to upload all my photos, so I only managed this fountain from the view I get from my window. The fountain is part of the school, and when it's on (yes, it gets switched off), a rainbow can be seen! Hahahaha! The rest of the view's not bad too! But I couldn't upload it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/Picture%20287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a close up of my bed and the lamp. Hahahaha. The table got messier as days got by. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/Picture%20358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food! This is what I ate in this place called BKK grill. The food here is really good! And cheap too! You'll never find such prices in Singapore. An average meal with drinks cost about 40 Baht, which is less than 2 dollar sing! Wahahaha. For this feast in BKK grill, its about 59 Baht. Two dollars plus sing! And eating in Pizza hut only cost us about five dollars for pizza and fries. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/Picture%20270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their taxis are really colourful around here. I managed to capture a pink one. I like the orange ones! Hahaha! The meters run really slowly... No midnight charges here too! And we once squeezed six people into the cab. Eeek! Cabs in Singapore are hardly willing to take five! I was the last to get in, and my leg was still dangling out when the cab started moving! Freaky I tell you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's been very boring at times for me here. Simply because all my friends have started on their projects and I'm still free. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish my baby was here with me leh. I miss you!! U better take care in Singapore k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... Nothing I do can get my other pictures posted! Oh well. Then I guess I'll just have to stop here. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is everyone doing in Singapore??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114223498572711360?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114223498572711360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114223498572711360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114223498572711360' title='Thailand!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114188833282648361</id><published>2006-03-09T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:12.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Thailand!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Hello people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;As some of you know alr, I'm in Thailand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm doing fine here, just missing my baby alot. Hahaha. There's limited places with internet connection, so I can't come online that much. But it's good enough! Wahahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;K lar, I've got to do my research! Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114188833282648361?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114188833282648361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114188833282648361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114188833282648361' title='I&apos;m in Thailand!!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114093139085908240</id><published>2006-02-26T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:12.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Was listening to some new songs as I studied and I heard this. It's a nice song with very sweet lyrics, so I decided to put it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I can't believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Tell me I'm dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;That we are still "we"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It was amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Said you were lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;That you found me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It was on a rainy day that we met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You didn't have a place to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I said we just met so lets go slow but no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You just told me to keep you from the cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sorry I can't take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Why did you fake it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Why did we kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And I'm just down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You left me with a note without a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I figured I must have been such a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You'll never know how much I've been around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;How my heart just frowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;If you're down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'll be your teddy bear, I'll be your clown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'll take you round and round and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;If you don't mind I could be your standing ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Even it that means I'd drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I said we just met so lets go slow but no&lt;br /&gt;You just told me to keep you from the cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Why did you fake it&lt;br /&gt;Oh why did we kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just down&lt;br /&gt;You left me with a note without a sound&lt;br /&gt;I figured I must have been such a child&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know how much I've been around&lt;br /&gt;How my heart just frowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're down&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your teddy bear, I'll be your clown&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you round and round and&lt;br /&gt;If you don't mind I could be your standing ground&lt;br /&gt;Even it that means I'd drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And baby. that'll be my one last vow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I like this part of the chorus best:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;How my heart just frowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;If you're down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'll be your teddy bear, I'll be your clown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'll take you round and round and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;If you don't mind I could be your standing ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Even it that means I'd drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Heh. Now back to studying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114093139085908240?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114093139085908240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114093139085908240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114093139085908240' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114061984051388254</id><published>2006-02-22T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:11.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>johari window</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=carol!"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=carol!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go! go go go go go! go now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114061984051388254?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114061984051388254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114061984051388254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114061984051388254' title='johari window'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114053246432231814</id><published>2006-02-21T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:11.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helllo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hello!! I'm more cheered up today! Too bad my monkey isn't around to share my joy!! Many things made me happy today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, remember my old check list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;o1. BIA Case Study&lt;br /&gt;o2. GEMs assignment&lt;br /&gt;o3. EnvStud test&lt;br /&gt;o4. BIA expt 4&lt;br /&gt;o5. BIA expt 5&lt;br /&gt;o6. CANT THINKKKK...&lt;br /&gt;o7. EXAMMMMMMMMMMSSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wheee!! I'm all done! HEhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Secondly, a list of happy things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;o1. BIA exam. I'm done with BIA! And the paper was alright!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;o2. My monkey called back!! I regret not talking to him longer! Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;o3. I managed to sleep today! Though I didn't study... Heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;o4. We had a feast in transit. Heh.. Got to send him off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS HIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/CIMG2405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" height="275" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/CIMG2405.jpg" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;How how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;How is he going to survive six weeks? How will I survive six weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lucky its six weeks and not five months! Oh well. Hope it goes well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, I'm lazing around. I'm going to study at 11.30. I promise. Til 1 maybe? I'm meeting Cynthia at BK to study tomorrow. One day for Molecular Biology. God bless me!! Bye~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114053246432231814?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114053246432231814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114053246432231814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114053246432231814' title='helllo!!!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-114023166701685521</id><published>2006-02-18T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:10.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should i blog??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One question I asked myself as I looked at this page was, "Should I blog?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then I decided that I should, and that I should also keep my English in check. My English has been doing nothing but deproving. I'm taking Oral Comm in year three, and I'll have to present for my final year project (fyp). All this thought about the fyp scares me. I mean, its a huge project, with a huge report, and group work is very important. Besides, we don't have a confirmed group, or any projects to consider either. Oh well. First, the exams, then OITP, then FYP. I can take my time to think about FYP later. Wahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Exam progress hasn't been very good. I've started on Molecular Biology, considering the huge amount of things to study for it. I spent 4 hours at tiong BK yesterday, but I only wrote five pages of notes on transcription, and started on the classes of RNA. I still have plenty to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;From tomorrow onwards, I'll focus on BIA. I must do well. MUST! Thats the only way to improve my GPA. Argh. GPA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Every single thing you do in poly affects the GPA. The assignments, quizes, datasheets... Damn the GPA. Hahahahaha. Oh well. I'm just complaining cause I'm not doing well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Leaving Singapore soon. Darling leaving sooner. One week without him... Guess its a warmup to the six weeks ba. =( I want to bring my laptop, but should I? Will it get stolen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HELLLPPPPP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-114023166701685521?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114023166701685521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/114023166701685521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114023166701685521' title='Should i blog??'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113954460137386121</id><published>2006-02-10T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:10.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Its the time of the semester. The rush, the rage, almost-gonna-pull-out-my-hair time of the the sem. Oh well. Ho thiam aik was right. Start on your case study early, if not when the tests come, you'll be too busy. Well, somehow, the presence of the ongoing tests already made us nuts and we didn't heed his advice. And now, we suffer. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Somehow i really appreciate Ho as a lecturer. He really understands what students wants and gives up certain perks. He teaches well (best lecturer this sem), he's terribly cute (not looks lar), and never fails to give hints. Hahaha. His favourite student is the one that always skips class. So he's the target to answer questions in tutorials. He manages class well, and only have a small problem with pronunciation. I still understand him though, so its alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Meanwhile, some lecturers are just terrible. Lets not name names now... Wahahaha. But the mad rush has been tiring me, and what I really want now is a rest. I've got many assignments on hand, but I need a rest from all that studying! Been studying from Sunday to Tuesday without much rest because of LMBS and Metbio. And my Env? I don't know lar. I feel like casting everything aside for a day so that I can take a breather, before I can continue. Trying to finish everything now isn't the best idea. Exams are coming. If I don't take a break now, my brain won't be able to take it and I won't do well. I know it myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Simin remarked after the metbio test, "Feel like we just finished an O levels paper." And I agree! There was just so much to study, an information overload, for an ICA module. The questions weren't easy, the test was semi-open book(thank God!), and yet for a 15 mark question, no one got same answers. Ok, shall stop talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Making a list of what to get done....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;o1. BIA Case Study (&lt;em&gt;check)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;o2. GEMs assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;o3. EnvStud test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;o4. BIA expt 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;o5. BIA expt 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;o6. CANT THINKKKK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;o7. EXAMMMMMMMMMMSSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ahhhhhh! Grrrrrr! Oh well. I'll get back to my gems assignment. Hahaha. Oh yar, Cedric tagged me. Hahahaha. I'll play along....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Name five of life's simple pleasures that you like most, then pick five people to do the same. Try to be original and creative and not use things that someone else has already used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o1. Lying in his arms...&lt;br /&gt;o2. Him lying in my arms..&lt;br /&gt;o3. Crying to the Lord, giving Him my life... Simply praising without any fanfare...&lt;br /&gt;o4. Food. Being able to eat is a pleasure. People often forget that!&lt;br /&gt;o5. Visiting another country, sitting and enjoying the serenity during lunch. No stress, no woes, just peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, five people I tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://devillish-elmo.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Kaanthan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; (he says no one reads his blog. prove him wrong!!)&lt;br /&gt;o2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://joycepsj.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Joyce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; (take time to appreciate the simple pleasures k?)&lt;br /&gt;o3. Peipei (didn't link ya...)&lt;br /&gt;o4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://doyouwantmyhelp.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ah Gong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; (just thought u would bother)&lt;br /&gt;o5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://acjy87.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; (if you still read my blog....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just a final note..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I love my Monkey~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113954460137386121?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113954460137386121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113954460137386121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113954460137386121' title='grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113907486220269639</id><published>2006-02-05T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:10.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grrrr....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I don't know what I'm doing recently, I somehow forgot that the semester isn't over and I've got millions of things to mug. I missed a test on friday, was feeling too sick to go to school. Got an mc, and some medication. Still not feeling the best I should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Maybe its just the enviro test I missed, or the sum total of the tests I have to faced within the next week. If I have to retake my enviro, that will be three tests next week. Not good. I really need to put in ALOT of work for LMBS and Metbio on tuesday and wednesday respectively. Sigh. After next week I'll feel alot better I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm flying to Bangkok soon. 6 weeks of attachment. Kaan's flying to Cairns from 20th to 27th of Febuary. My exams are on the 21st to the 28th. Oh well, at least I know I'll be focusing on studies! I'm flying on the 6th of March, and coming back on the 16th of April. By then he might be gone again. Darn that national team. Wahahaha. No lar, just kidding. I think its great that he's in the national team again. Well at least he gets to do something he really likes. I guess school will still have to be on the top of the list for me. At least til I finish university. Sigh. I chose this route, I won't, and I can't give up halfway.   &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm really wondering how it'll be like being apart from him for so long. The longest we haven't been able to contact each other was for only 3 days. Since June or July last year, we've been seeing each other almost everyday. Oh well. I'll find out soon. First, the horrid mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I've got to mug tomorrow!!! Going to send Kaan to delta for his match, then head down to raffles city BK to mug for metbio. I don't know what I am going to do about my enviro lar. Somehow, I don't feel like caring... Its his semi finals tomorrow. I guess I'll go support for the finals. I haven't watched a single match! Feel so guilty......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I guess this isn't a very interesting nor a very cheerful entry. Wahaha. Too bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I got a new printer though. It prints, it scans, it faxes, it copies. But I still like printing in school. Much faster. Hehhh! I can't wait for the semester to end though! Wahahahaha! Next semester has to be better! Yayyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Okie. I'll come up something more interesting the next time. Just thought I should update... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113907486220269639?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113907486220269639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113907486220269639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113907486220269639' title='grrrr....'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113843328472640629</id><published>2006-01-28T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:10.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its the CNY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In about nine hours, it'll be the chinese new year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;新年快乐！万事如意！祝大家心想事成，事事如意！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wahahaha! Hey don't laugh, that's the best I can come up with. Haven't been practising chinese. Oh well. I'm not very sure whether I'll be blogging this few days, so I decided to blog now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm spending this cny a little differently. I'm working!! Hahaha. Mostly at nights but its worth the double pay! Dad's not around so no visiting anyway, rather than spending my time in vain, or studying metbio, I'm going to work! Get more money before my 3 month long break for exams and ITP. Wheeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm also sad to say that, one day before the cny, I'm officially ill. Sigh. My virus has set in. Its influenza. Sigh. It has cause me a sore throat, a blocked nose, and even a blocked ear. Damn. All those new year goodies and I don't get to enjoy! I can eat, but its not enjoyment!! Bleah. I must still get a sufficient dose of bak gua, mandarin oranges, love letters, gua zi, and more before I'm happy. Hmph. Hahaha. Actually, thats not true lar, but I don't mind having them. Hehhhh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;My exams are coming. My exam schedule is out already! Damn. I'm mostly bored these days. People, entertain me!! Bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I guess I'm not quite in the mood for blogging anyway. BYE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113843328472640629?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113843328472640629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113843328472640629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113843328472640629' title='its the CNY!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113787583023790892</id><published>2006-01-22T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:09.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>draw a house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hey guys!! Do this!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.drawahouse.com/takethetest/index.asp?street=6ed39efe7e7de65f6abdb43241a6b3cd" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;http://www.drawahouse.com/takethetest/index.asp?street=6ed39efe7e7de65f6abdb43241a6b3cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Draw a house and have it added on a street I created! It'll be fun!! My house quite ugly leh.. I want to see your houses! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Go go go go go NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113787583023790892?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113787583023790892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113787583023790892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113787583023790892' title='draw a house!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113767474411247911</id><published>2006-01-19T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:09.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've followed in my monkey's footsteps and present u with my own results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have a Choleric Temperament&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/choleric.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things.&lt;br /&gt;Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life.&lt;br /&gt;You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon.&lt;br /&gt;Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall.&lt;br /&gt;You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults.&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Little Scary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffd79a"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/a-little-scary.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a nice edge to you. Use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/"&gt;How Scary Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Passed 8th Grade Math&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgrademathquiz/passed.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you got 10/10 correct!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgrademathquiz/"&gt;Could You Pass 8th Grade Math?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffa5b2;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're an Expert Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffdbe0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/expert.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity&lt;br /&gt;You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off&lt;br /&gt;And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave&lt;br /&gt;When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f88b8b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Boyish and 50% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#a7ceff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to take more than give in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Au Natural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/au-natural.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.&lt;br /&gt;That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!&lt;br /&gt;The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.&lt;br /&gt;Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.&lt;br /&gt;You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.&lt;br /&gt;Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#98fb98;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Chinese Food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cafbca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/chinese-food.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exotic yet ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;People think they've had enough of you, but they're back for more in an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Food Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b6b6c2;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Learn Spanish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d7d6de"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/spanish.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, learning a language is about career advancement and communication.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing Spanish will bring you tons of possiblities for jobs and travel. Bárbaro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/"&gt;What Language Should You Learn?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Marriage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/marriage.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've dated enough to know what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's marriage - with the right person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're serious about settling down some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you haven't met the person you want to get hitched to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#fea7b6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On Average, You Would Sell Out For&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffced6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/atwhatpricewouldyouselloutquiz/money.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$327,868&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/atwhatpricewouldyouselloutquiz/"&gt;At What Price Would You Sell Out?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dating Purity Score: 89%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/datingpuritytest/innocent-dater.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an innocent dater.&lt;br /&gt;You're either lacking in dating experience or have had a long serious relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, there's still plenty of fish in the sea out there for you to sample!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/datingpuritytest/"&gt;Dating Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e1e1e1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/pink.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are dreamy, peaceful, and young at heart.&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and caring, you tend to see the best in people.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be always smiling - and making others smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are shy and intelligent... and a very hard worker.&lt;br /&gt;You're also funny, but many people don't see your funny side.&lt;br /&gt;Your subtle dry humor leaves your close friends in stitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Passed 8th Grade Science&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgradesciencequiz/passed.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you got 8/8 correct!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgradesciencequiz/"&gt;Could You Pass 8th Grade Science?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e9f3fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Blood Type is AB!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d6e8f6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/ab.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality is hard to define - you're very unconventional.&lt;br /&gt;And even if your personality could be defined, it would be completely different next week!&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing and shy, sensitive and thoughtless, you tend to have a very split personality.&lt;br /&gt;This makes you unpredictable. You can be a total angel - and a total devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with: everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous Type AB's: Jackie Chan and Marilyn Monroe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Inner Blood Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Child Is Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/happy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see life as simple, and simple is a very good thing.&lt;br /&gt;You're cheerful and upbeat, taking everything as it comes.&lt;br /&gt;And you decide not to worry, even when things look bad.&lt;br /&gt;You figure there's just so many great things to look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/"&gt;How Is Your Inner Child?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#98fb98;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 30% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cafbca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not enough to scare other people...&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes you scare yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f0fff0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 12 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8fff8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Japanese Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Misako Hirohata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/"&gt;What's your Japanese Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffe7f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Great Girlfriend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fef4f9"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/goodgirlfriendquiz/great-girlfriend.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to your guy, you're very thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;But you also haven't stopped thinking of yourself&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect blend of independent and caring&lt;br /&gt;You're a total catch - make sure your guy knows it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/goodgirlfriendquiz/"&gt;Are You a Good Girlfriend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Him Totally Hooked&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/doyouhavehimhookedquiz/totally-hooked.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your guy is all yours - and happily so.&lt;br /&gt;He loves being around you, and he totally sees you as a couple.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like you two have a great future together - if you want it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/doyouhavehimhookedquiz/"&gt;Do You Have Him Hooked?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He Loves You For You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/doesheonlyloveyouforyourbodyquiz/loves-you.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to your body, your guy hardly notices&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing to do with the way you look...&lt;br /&gt;He's just has really fallen for you&lt;br /&gt;But make sure to stay sexy - keep the chemistry going strong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/doesheonlyloveyouforyourbodyquiz/"&gt;Does He Only Love You For Your Body?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Boyish Sexy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofsexyareyouquiz/boyish-sexy.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the kind of girl who gets along with all the boys&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's holding your own in a game of touch football...&lt;br /&gt;Or kicking some major butt while playing Xbox.&lt;br /&gt;You hang with the guys easily, while still keeping your girly sexiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofsexyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Sexy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#87cefa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Soft Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b5e1fc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/kissingstylequiz/soft-kisser.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kissing style is understated, but effective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give soft, sweet, and soulful kisses to your special guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the key: he's got to be special to get your kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you don't just go around kissing anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/kissingstylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Kissing Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Marriage Proposal Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatsyouridealmarriageproposalquiz/romantic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner at your favorite restaurant, at the spot where you first kissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealmarriageproposalquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Marriage Proposal?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#fea7b6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's 100% Love and 0% Lust&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffced6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/isitloveorlustquiz/love.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your guy are truly in love, even if that spark seems to be a little dimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/isitloveorlustquiz/"&gt;Is It Lust or Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He's Absolutely Committed to You!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/willhecommitquiz/absolutely-committed.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your guy is committed to you, as if you were alraedy married&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully, you show the same commitment to him&lt;br /&gt;While you may have had your ups and downs, you've smoothed things out&lt;br /&gt;If the two of you aren't serious, you will be soon&lt;br /&gt;So start secretly planning your wedding&lt;br /&gt;It may happen sooner than you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/willhecommitquiz/"&gt;Will He Commit?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Likely A Forth Born&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/forth-born.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your darkest moments, you feel angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work and school, you do best when your analyzing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, you tend to be very giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you don't take the initiative in reaching out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal jobs are: factory jobs, comedy, and dentistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will leave your mark on the world with your own personal philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/"&gt;The Birth Order Predictor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Eyes Should Be Brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/brown.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/"&gt;What Color Should Your Eyes Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee5de;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fff5ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are calm and rational.&lt;br /&gt;You are also giving and kind - a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;You are easy going and trusting.&lt;br /&gt;However, you are too sensible to fall for mind games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#c0e3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be A Libra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ddf0f9"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldyoubequiz/libra.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's good about you: A total charmer, you easily find friends and allies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's bad about you: You have a secret side that's easily confused and depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love: you enjoy flirting, dating, and the whole process of falling for someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you're: very social ... you rather be with your friends than be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal job: fashion designer, makeup artist, or song writer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sense of fashion: very feminine / masculine (depending on your gender)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to pig out on: sweet stuff like ice cream and french toast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Sign Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeb859;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Fortune Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f7cf8a"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/fortunecookiegenerator/cookie.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Man who walk through airport door sideways is going to Bangkok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/fortunecookiegenerator/"&gt;The Wacky Fortune Cookie Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wahaha~ I like some of them. Some are true, some are just so funny!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113767474411247911?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113767474411247911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113767474411247911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113767474411247911' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113742263689479939</id><published>2006-01-16T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:08.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;, surprise!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back with another entry the very next day! Wahahahaha! Hey, give me a little credit k? Anyways, I managed to come up with a few things I wanted to blog about on my way home today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I took the MRT from dover, and found a seat! Whee! So I proceeded to fall asleep. I dreamt something, but I really can't remember what I dreamt no matter how much I tried! But I know very well its something that I'm afraid of, or something I really disliked. It was a bad dream. Strangely enough I can't recall a single bit of it. *scratches head* When I got home I went to sleep some more, and I had another dream just like that! I have absolutely no memory of this dream as well! Eeeeek! So creepy. Both dreams fuelled my thoughts, and I wonder if I have a secret fear of something even unknown to me, that I have these dreams. Maybe I'm just too tired. But something in my subconcious mind must have triggered those dreams right? I really wonder....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anyway, as I reached eunos I took the lift down to the ticket concourse level, and did what I did when I leave each station. Tap my card, barricades(what are they called?!) open, I walk out. I must be unlucky today, because, as I tapped my card and walked through, the barricades kiapped me VERY hard! Ouch! I had to turn back and tap again(?!!), then I got free. But my mp3 cable got caught. I'm really unlucky today!! = (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember I mentioned yesterday that the young girl playing chiyochan damn pretty? Here she is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/memoirs1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/memoirs1.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/ken_watanabe15.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/ken_watanabe15.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/memoirs2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/memoirs2.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Suzuka Ohgo. Very pretty right? Anyway in the show this is who she grows up to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/memoirs4.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/memoirs4.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/ken_watanabe8.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/ken_watanabe8.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; Look! Her kimono very nice hor? Nice colour lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was prettier.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Doesn't matter already lar! Wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got AnP II datasheets to complete, as well as AnP quiz to stuy for. However, I am as lazy as usual. Looks like tonight can't sleep early. But its just as well, I slept til 9pm just now! = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie!! Thats all for today!! Lalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113742263689479939?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113742263689479939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113742263689479939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113742263689479939' title='whoaaa'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113734710751942141</id><published>2006-01-16T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:05.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its 1:17 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hi guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People suggested that I update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just thought that maybe I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what to blog about? I really have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thoughts then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o1. I watched Memoirs of a Geisha today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;The small girl acting as chiyochan very pretty! Wow.. She'll grow up to be really pretty!! Wonder if her eyes are really those colour though... Read the book quite some time ago so I can't remember if its exactly accurate. But the main plot seems the same to me! Thats good enough. One thing I can't figure out though. Why make them speak in Japanese-like english? Its not as if they had to speak in english at the Okiya! Weird. But nonetheless the show wasn't too bad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o2. Working at a cinema makes me feel like watching alot of movies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;The first point made me think of something else. This makes the thoughts not so random, but I don't care! Wahahaha. Watching all those trailers make me want to watch them! Upcoming shows include rent, the producers(though I watched the old one before), fun with dick and jane, long weekend(its out!), rumor has it, and more la. Can't remember all of them. I've become a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;movie freak!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o3. Mixed chinese and indian kids look weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I'm serious! We saw a couple today. Indian man chinese wife. My goodness! Such weird looking kids they have! Gosh. Never thought they'll really turn out like... brown! They look malay! Not that malays are weird looking, but that the family looked odd together! Oh no... Now I really wonder how our kids will look like!! If we have kids lar. It'll be weird! Wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o4. My OITP is coming!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Haiz. I'm going to miss my monkey so so so so much! Bleah. And there's so much to do, and I have to leave so soon after the exams! Haiz. Its so much harder to leave Singapore with him around! Booooo. Anyway there's still so much of the planning left to be done lar. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o5. There's alot on my agenda and yet all I want to do is slack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Doesn't that happen all the time anyway? Hmmmm.. Help? Wahahaha. I need to be put into an asylum. I'm crazy! Lalala. Heh. What happened to those days I spent at the hougang chalet? I miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm running out of brain juices. My brain is getting quite dry recently. Oh well. I'll stop now. Rather long entry anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113734710751942141?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113734710751942141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113734710751942141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113734710751942141' title='its 1:17 am'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113708394355289809</id><published>2006-01-13T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:05.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for a new blog entry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Haha. Its time again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For another blog entry!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm done with my test this week. I'm not going to do well at all. = (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Have to coordinate trip to Thailand. Have to approach Giamso again. Wahahaha! Sebastian passed me a list of prices for Jet Star. We could use that as a reference! Any suggestions for airlines and agencies please tell me! Its a group of 8 so I'm not sure if anyone would offer a discount lar. Hahaha. I should go to the AnAn agency or KTP travels huh? Wahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My monkey fell ill!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hope he gets well soon. I keep asking him to drink plenty of water but I'm not sure if he did. Hey, if you do read this tag me k? I haven't seen you tag for a long while!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My house is really pathetic when it comes to food. Today I ransacked my fridge, and all I could find was carbohydrates, carbohydrates, and more carbohydrates. NO!!!! I'm so sick of carbohydrates. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The week after next. My worst nightmare. Three tests. I need to study! I wish there was someone to study with me! *hint hint* Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This entry is really quite random. Just decided the blog needs updates. I don't like assignments, they make me so busy! But I completed everything already, with the exception of elango's questions lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vote people, vote! Should I bring my laptop to Bangkok? I wanna smuggle my boyfriend there too! Six weeks without him. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Haiz. Oh well. Time to go. I'll be back! I.must.update! Lalala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113708394355289809?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113708394355289809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113708394355289809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113708394355289809' title='time for a new blog entry!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113658136268409976</id><published>2006-01-07T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:04.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>high time to update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hey people. Hahaha. As pointed out by Cedric, it is high time to update. Well, don't blame me, I've been typing alot recently! Remember my checklist??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;o1. BIA report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;o2. Environmental Studies report&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;o3. MolBio report&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;o4. GEMs report&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o5. AnP II questions by elango&lt;br /&gt;o6. MolBio essay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;BIA's half done, and I had to re-do my environmental studies twice! Bleah. How nice hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work aside, my life has really been quite dead recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, work, work, school, more school, more reports, less sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, from monday, which is the first day of 2006, up til now, I haven't had more than three hours of sleep in a row! About to get my first long sleep of the year! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Been craving bread alot. I really wonder whether I'm pregnant or something. I guess the lack of sleep makes me crave carbohydrates! Which is true so far... I crave alot of food actually. So much so that there's too many for me to choose from! I'm weird aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, all I can say is... I NEED REST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll update soon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113658136268409976?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113658136268409976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113658136268409976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113658136268409976' title='high time to update!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113568371333445957</id><published>2005-12-27T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:04.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arghhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Its already tuesday and I still have plenty of work on my hands. Let me make a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;o1. BIA report&lt;br /&gt;o2. Environmental Studies report&lt;br /&gt;o3. MolBio report&lt;br /&gt;o4. GEMs report&lt;br /&gt;o5. AnP II questions by elango&lt;br /&gt;o6. MolBio essay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I still have more I think. Can't remember though. Haiz. Dieded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't touched most of them!! Well I've started on some already. But my progress is slow lar. Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I better get started soon... Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got plenty to say but not sure where to start. Bleah. I'm off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113568371333445957?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113568371333445957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113568371333445957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113568371333445957' title='arghhh'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113492265468865908</id><published>2005-12-19T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:03.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haizzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yet another sunday has passed and I'm still not working hard. I've got so many assignments on hand and yet i haven't started on any. I feel so lazy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I know I shouldn't be, I know I should work harder and I know I better do well this semester. yet I am working and wasting my time. I know thats how money comes but my studies is so much more important. Well it will determine how much I get and enjoy my work in future. Working at where I work now isn't going to give me much of a future unless my hubby supports me. But as all those who knows me well would know, I would rather work and earn my own money. Besides, it is my wish to work in a research lab. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I just look forward to tomorrow morning lar. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Breeks MS is opening. Too bad its not Brekz MS re-opening. But it will do. Felix just told me today so I had no idea. Will go back one day and hopefully work a few days lar. I miss the people. Working there isn't good for me though. I can't earn much as they close at 10. I need to work almost the whole week to earn the amount I earn now. Besides, I got more perks now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I have alot to say but I can't get the ideas flowing and I also don't know what they are. There's alot, but little at the same time. I know its contradicting, but I guess I'm just too stoned to think right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow morning!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113492265468865908?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113492265468865908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113492265468865908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113492265468865908' title='haizzzzzzzz'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113465187730955742</id><published>2005-12-15T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:03.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best time to blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;After these few weeks......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally realised.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That my favorite time to blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is always before a test the next day!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha. Forever one lor!&lt;br /&gt;I've got an environmental studies test tomorrow. Sian! Xu and Poi. Can die man! Alot to study yet I don't have any mood to! Lalalala. Wanted to blog about quite a number of stuff but I've slowly forgotten them. Too much. Loss of memories. Sigh. Oh well!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This week was good! Mostly everything went well. But I skipped gems, and managed to get a mc for it. Lalala. Had a BIA test that day, was feeling so stressed but I'm glad he came around. Heh. School has been quite hectic this few weeks. Two tests per week! I'm dying already! Luckily, next week is e-learning week!! And next next week is my term break. Wheee! Extra holiday. Just more holiday assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a rough idea of my schedule next week already:&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Meet Shafiz in the evening to chill&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Work in the evening&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Class BBQ!&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: CYA&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Newater visit!&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Work in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Work in the afternoon (double pay! muahahhaa!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Pretty much planned til there. In between all that must finish my assignments. DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;On a brighter note, I got to school on time today! Yay! Thanks to Pearly. I got up around 7.10am, but didn't feel like getting up. Luckily Pearly called! Thank you!!! I got to school early in fact! Feels kinda good after rushing to school so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Shaf's birthday was on tuesday. Though we didn't really celebrate it for her, we got things for her! Though I totally forgot what we bought for her in Austria. Damn. Stupid Kaan thought I remembered so he didn't remind me! Damn. I better remember when school reopens! We bought her 4 badges which we thought suited her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SEX INSTRUCTOR : Free lessons given"&lt;br /&gt;"Sticks and Stone might Break my Bones, But Whips and Chains Excite Me"&lt;br /&gt;"I AM A VIRGIN (This is an old badge)"&lt;br /&gt;"QUEEN of WATEVA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Went to Plaza Sing on tuesday with Kaan. Bought two gigantic bears! Super cute! As we brought them home everyone said they were cute! One brown and one beige. Heh. Us!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/Picture(60).5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/Picture%2860%29.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/Picture(51).7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/Picture%2851%29.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cute right?? Wahahahaha! 9.30pm! I promised him to go study so I will! Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113465187730955742?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113465187730955742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113465187730955742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113465187730955742' title='the best time to blog'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113437255864277396</id><published>2005-12-12T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:03.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in school</title><content type='html'>Alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just sitting around in the school library right now. Doing nothing much la. I don't usually bother to blog in school, but I'm bored!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Shaf to come back from terrorizing the poor innocent kid using the computer at T4. Wahahaha. She saved her file in that computer and now she can't print!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala. So now I'm doing nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm going. I'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113437255864277396?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113437255864277396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113437255864277396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113437255864277396' title='in school'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113388950941833829</id><published>2005-12-07T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:03.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cedric sent his regards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cedistification.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cedric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; sent his blessings~ Thanks Ced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm having alot of tests!! Ahhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two per week. And they're important! Argh. Its Metabolice Biochemistry tomorrow. Busy mugging for it. Though I got bored so I'm blogging now! My monkey might be cycling over later so ya! Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Glycolysis:&lt;br /&gt;G -&gt; G6P -&gt; F6P -&gt; F16bP -&gt; DHAP -&gt; G3P -&gt; 13bPG -&gt; 3PG -&gt; 2PG -&gt; PEP -&gt; P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enzymes: Hexokinase, Phosphoglucose isomerase, Phosphofructokinase, Aldolase, Glyceraldehyde 3-Phosphate dehydrogenase, Phosphoglycerate kinase, Phosphoglycerate mutase, Enolase, Pyruvate kinase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energy:&lt;br /&gt;G -&gt; G3P -1 ATP&lt;br /&gt;F6P -&gt; F16bP -1 ATP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G3P -&gt; 13bPG +1 NADH&lt;br /&gt;13bPG -&gt; 3PG +1 ATP&lt;br /&gt;PEP -&gt; P +1 ATP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala. I'm going bonkers. Sorry to bore you guys! Its quite a nice topic but I doubt you would understand anything if you're not taking this module! Cheers! I'm going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113388950941833829?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113388950941833829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113388950941833829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113388950941833829' title='cedric sent his regards!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113371911210957283</id><published>2005-12-05T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:02.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i really shld...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I really should....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Just dig a hole in the ground and bury myself inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;That way, nothing I do would affect anybody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Argh, just ignore my useless ranting~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113371911210957283?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113371911210957283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113371911210957283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113371911210957283' title='i really shld...'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113359807952105543</id><published>2005-12-03T05:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:02.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;After some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply realise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That people simply aren't fond of tagging my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( I'm sadddddddd~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go tag k? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well I finally found what I was actually googling for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www-eng.tp.edu.sg/emag/mindmap.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;http://www-eng.tp.edu.sg/emag/mindmap.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I still remember we sent in two teams. We were first made to go through this course to learn how to use the programme, then after that create a mindmap and present it! Topic: Entrepreunership. Darn. I have no interest in that topic at all. Yet we came up with our mindmap, and lied alot. Wahaha. We told them that our school had events and programmes for young entrepreneurs, but we weren't involved just because we didn't have the chance. Wahahaha. I wouldn't want to be involved!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;We first presented to small groups, and then they eliminated all groups except 4. Out of the ten over schools which were represented, the final four were, AHS, SHSS, AHS, SHSS again. Wahaha. Then AHS was being all formal and wore blazers(!!!!), and SHSS being so near TP, just sent us in our normal uniform. Heck, some of us were even in the P.E. shirt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But we won second anyway. Lalalalala~ I have good lying skills! Wahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Eh. Ignore that. I don't lie hor! I just did it to please the lecturers. Well that applies in class too lar. HEeeeeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------- &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I've been working! Its been going on quite well so far lar. Though funny people come and talk to me when I'm on break. Haiz. I miss Brekz. So muchhhhhh! Though pay lesser but the people there are superb! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to blog more about work but I guess I shouldn't!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My darling monkey is in Bangkok!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Booooo... He left me here in Singapore.. Booooo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Wahahha. I don't mean that lar. Hope he's having fun in Bangkok. I'm looking forward to sunday already! I'm going to pick him up! Wheee~ Meanwhile, I'll just have to deal with missing him too much. He's usually always there lar. As you guys all know........ I can't even message him!!! Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*sunday*sunday*sunday*sunday*sunday*sunday*sunday*sunday*sunday*sunday!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm going to study in the day before his flight arrives. At night. Anyone wants to join me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lalalala. Message me or tag ok???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113359807952105543?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113359807952105543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113359807952105543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113359807952105543' title=''/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113355779244776566</id><published>2005-12-03T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:02.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wad the hell?</title><content type='html'>Wanted to blog about loads and loads of stuff... But I was googling my name cause of joyce, *ahem* and found this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="3" width="143" border="0"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="19"  style="color:#e9e6e6;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FHM's list of 2004's 100 Sexiest Women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;01 Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;02 Vicki Zhao Wei&lt;br /&gt;03 Ann Kok&lt;br /&gt;04 Fiona Xie&lt;br /&gt;05 Halle Berry&lt;br /&gt;06 Deborah Sim&lt;br /&gt;07 Apple Hong&lt;br /&gt;08 Aileen Tan&lt;br /&gt;09 J Lo&lt;br /&gt;10 Steph Song&lt;br /&gt;11 Kylie&lt;br /&gt;12 Jaceyln Tay&lt;br /&gt;13 Liv Tyler&lt;br /&gt;14 Elva Hsiao&lt;br /&gt;15 Christy Chung&lt;br /&gt;16 Cecilia Cheung&lt;br /&gt;17 Carmen Electra&lt;br /&gt;18 Phyllis Quek&lt;br /&gt;19 Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;20 Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;21 Shu Qi&lt;br /&gt;22 Jamie Yeo&lt;br /&gt;23 Cynthia Koh&lt;br /&gt;24 Diana Zubiri&lt;br /&gt;25 Constance Song&lt;br /&gt;26 Vivian Hsu&lt;br /&gt;27 Fann Wong&lt;br /&gt;28 Corinne Adrienne Tan&lt;br /&gt;29 Zhang Zi Yi&lt;br /&gt;30 S.h.e.&lt;br /&gt;31 Ayumi&lt;br /&gt;32 Denise Keller&lt;br /&gt;33 Tatu&lt;br /&gt;34 Vivian Lai&lt;br /&gt;35 Janet Jackson&lt;br /&gt;36 Michelle Chia&lt;br /&gt;37 Yvonne Lim&lt;br /&gt;38 Lynn Poh&lt;br /&gt;39 Holly Valance&lt;br /&gt;40 Fiona Chong&lt;br /&gt;41 Caroline Cheong&lt;br /&gt;42 Pink&lt;br /&gt;43 Ivy Lee&lt;br /&gt;44 Li Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;45 Carol Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46 The Fhm Triplets&lt;br /&gt;47 Joey Yung&lt;br /&gt;48 Jolene&lt;br /&gt;49 Twins&lt;br /&gt;50 Sammi Cheng&lt;br /&gt;51 Patcharapa Chaichua&lt;br /&gt;52 Lucy Liu&lt;br /&gt;53 Maggie Q&lt;br /&gt;54 Jamie Pressly&lt;br /&gt;55 Karen Mok&lt;br /&gt;56 Bernice Wong&lt;br /&gt;57 Jessica Caufiel&lt;br /&gt;58 Victoria Silvstedt&lt;br /&gt;59 Soong Ai Ling&lt;br /&gt;60 Michelle Reis&lt;br /&gt;61 Sarah Tan&lt;br /&gt;62 Ong Shi Ming&lt;br /&gt;63 Jolin Tsai&lt;br /&gt;64 Miriam Yeung&lt;br /&gt;65 Monica Keena&lt;br /&gt;66 Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;67 Kelly Chen&lt;br /&gt;68 Jill Ritchie&lt;br /&gt;69 Diana Ser&lt;br /&gt;70 Natalia Jaafar&lt;br /&gt;71 Ericia Lee&lt;br /&gt;72 Naomi Watts&lt;br /&gt;73 Dido&lt;br /&gt;74 Carina Lau&lt;br /&gt;75 Charlize Theron&lt;br /&gt;76 Neve Campbell&lt;br /&gt;77 Rachel Lee&lt;br /&gt;78 Joyce Tan&lt;br /&gt;79 Sandra Ng&lt;br /&gt;80 Evelyn Ng&lt;br /&gt;81 Kate Moss&lt;br /&gt;82 Taryn Manning&lt;br /&gt;83 Irin Gan&lt;br /&gt;84 Rosalind Pho&lt;br /&gt;85 Siti Fadilah Omar&lt;br /&gt;86 Rebecca Romijn Stamos&lt;br /&gt;87 Alyson Hannigan&lt;br /&gt;88 Coco Lee&lt;br /&gt;89 Lene Nystrom&lt;br /&gt;90 Cheryl Chin&lt;br /&gt;91 Jordan&lt;br /&gt;92 Kayleigh Pearson&lt;br /&gt;93 Eileen Wee&lt;br /&gt;94 Christina Milian&lt;br /&gt;95 Cash Casia&lt;br /&gt;96 Kiera Knightly&lt;br /&gt;97 Gwenaelle&lt;br /&gt;98 Cccrush&lt;br /&gt;99 Natalie Appleton&lt;br /&gt;100 Jenny McCarthy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha! I'm number 45 leh!!! I wonder which Carol Low that is sia... Whahahaha! I'm tired la. Blog tomorrow then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113355779244776566?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113355779244776566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113355779244776566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113355779244776566' title='wad the hell?'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113328345853399093</id><published>2005-11-30T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:02.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boy meets girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The story behind those beautiful rings~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;There was a boy. There was a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;They didn't know each other for 17 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Their paths crossed, but they never met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;They went to the same JC. The girl stayed for three months, the boy six. They never met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;They went to the same polytechnic. The girl in CLS, the boy in EEE. They never met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;They joined the same CCA. The girl worked on tuesdays, the boy on thursdays. They never met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Nothing was planned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;One disaster brought about their friendship. One workshop enhanced it. Two expeditions and they were best friends. They worked the same day, got the same post, had similar mindset. They were both in the same post, and organized an activity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Loved and hated the same people, complaining and praising same things. They had alot in common.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;They were best friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Changes occured. Boy's life changed. Girl knew and stood by him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Weeks went by, and best friends drew closer. One trip to Europe decided their fate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Boy cared for girl. Girl cared for boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Boy didn't speak up. Neither did girl. The situation was complicated. There was no room for words. Yet silent understanding and words unspoken brought them closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Things happened, one by one, good and bad, the story finally unfolded. Boy liked girl, girl liked boy. Now where to start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then one day, one fateful day, the rings were bought. Boy asked girl. Girl agreed. Memories are waited to be engraved on it forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;so it was, and so it will be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and may it be forever, til death do us part~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*I love u~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*Love is a many splendored thing, Love lifts us up where we belong, All you need is Love~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*The greatest thing you'll ever learn... is just to love, and to be loved in return~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113328345853399093?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113328345853399093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113328345853399093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113328345853399093' title='boy meets girl'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113327359223653832</id><published>2005-11-29T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:02.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RINGS!</title><content type='html'>~rings~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/love4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice anot nice anot??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113327359223653832?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113327359223653832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113327359223653832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113327359223653832' title='RINGS!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113326987994198030</id><published>2005-11-29T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:01.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalala!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I donated blood today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called kaan after school, and he happened to be donating blood! With his class! Vincent's in his class too, so I went to take a look. Hahaha. Vincent looked freaked out man! I saw the nurse taking kaan's blood. Looked so fun!! So I went ahead to donate some of mine. Haha. Took me a while to decide, but I did it anyway. So fun! They did some haemoglobin test on me before I could donate. After you donate, you actually get a nice bandage and CCA points. Didn't know til I finished. Free crackers, drinks and iron tablets too! The iron tablets sound freaky though. Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Been wanting to blog about my job, but I guess its boring to read bout my job lar. Wait til I get the chance to get into box office then I'll see how! Hahaha. Oh well, bending my arm for so long hurts it. I shall go eat dinner now! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113326987994198030?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113326987994198030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113326987994198030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113326987994198030' title='lalalalala!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113285295572848859</id><published>2005-11-25T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:01.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stars!</title><content type='html'>Just took a look out of my window. The sky's rather clear tonight. Can see quite alot of stars shining! Hahaha. Nothing compared to other countries but its good for singapore. Feel like getting a mat and lying on the 'field' opposite. Maybe thats a good idea~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just a few moments later. Now's 1.40. Clouds are covering the sky where the stars used to be visible. Pity. I guess life's like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113285295572848859?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113285295572848859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113285295572848859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113285295572848859' title='stars!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113284450882974903</id><published>2005-11-24T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:01.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my Lord and God forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When my skin sags and my bones get brittle, GOD is rock-firm and faithful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the Rock and firm Strength of my heart and my Portion forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Podrán desfallecer mi cuerpo y mi espíritu, pero Dios fortalece[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote b" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2073:26;&amp;version=42;#fes-NVI-15024b"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;] mi corazón; él es mi herencia eterna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;내 육체와 마음은 쇠잔하나 하나님은 내 마음의 반석이시요 영원한 분깃이시라&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hemo iho oku kikokiko me toku ngakau: ko te Atua ia te kaha o toku ngakau, toku wahi ake ake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;我 的 肉 体 和 我 的 心 肠 衰 残 ； 但 　 神 是 我 心 里 的 力 量 ， 又 是 我 的 福 分 ， 直 到 永 远 。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;La mia carne e il mio cuore possono venir meno, ma DIO è la rocca del mio cuore e la mia parte in eterno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mag auch mein Leib und mein Herz vergehen - meines Herzens Fels und mein Teil ist Gott auf ewig. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; כָּלָ֥ה שְׁאֵרִ֗י וּלְבָ֫בִ֥י צוּר־לְבָבִ֥י וְחֶלְקִ֗י אֱלֹהִ֥ים לְעֹולָֽם׃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Psalm 73:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113284450882974903?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113284450882974903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113284450882974903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113284450882974903' title='my Lord and God forever.'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113267440058122769</id><published>2005-11-22T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:00.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I weighed my bag....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Warning: This entry is colourful, long and has many changes of topic!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weighed my bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how much it weighs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A freaking FOUR kg! Ouch. My shoulders hurt. I feel shorter already!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dang. Somebody save me!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what I put inside actually. So heavy! Let me see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[o1] Environmental studies notes, binded. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Dang. Heavy and I hardly used it. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[o2] Two sets of Molecular Biology notes, binded. &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Argh. &lt;em&gt;Had to bring it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[o3] Blue file with LMBS and A&amp;amp;P II notes.&lt;br /&gt;[o4] Clear file with timetable, Metabolic Biochemistry tutorials, other loose papers.&lt;br /&gt;[o5] Yellow file with indemnity forms and CCA record application form. &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haiz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[o6] My two pencil cases. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;They're both not big!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[o7] Shampoo and Facial wash. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Had training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[o8] T-shirt, shorts, undergarments, towel. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Had training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[o9] Almost full bottle of water.&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;I still don't feel thirsty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[1o] Plastic test tube. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Didn't bear to throw it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11] Calculator.&lt;br /&gt;[12] Notebook.&lt;br /&gt;[13] Wallet.&lt;br /&gt;[14] Lots of other stuff. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Bleahhhh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Dunno why. All these, plus my bag, weighs FOUR kg!!! Argh...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasukete!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Help!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;--- change of topic ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I got my job at cine. I can't believe it! I'm actually starting work on friday. Its too soon!! I need much more time to prepare myself! AHHHH. Well I brought it upon myself. Haha. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;--- change of topic ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had training today! Either I haven't played for too long, or I suck. We just hit around and scoring was to dribble to the line. Here's what happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball comes. I miss ball. I lose the ball.&lt;br /&gt;Ball comes, I stop the ball, I run to the line, I get tackled, I lose the ball.&lt;br /&gt;Ball comes, I'm standing damn near the line, I can't stop ball, I lose the ball.&lt;br /&gt;Ball comes, I estimate wrongly, ball whacks leg, I lose the ball.&lt;br /&gt;Ball comes........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the gist. I suck! After that, I went to hit to the wall for practise. Determined to hit 100 times at least. But alas, it wasn't as fast as I thought it would be. After 50 times, my waist was sore and my arms hurt. Am I weak or what?! Anyway the balls were gathered after that and I couldn't continue anymore. Haiz. Didn't get to work out much actually. I want to run. Didn't feel dirty enough to bathe after that. But I did anyway. After that Shaf and I went home while some of them went to eat. So I'm home, which is now. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;--- change of topic ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got alot of tutorials which I haven't done! I need more time! Ah! Bleah. Irritating. Hahahaha. I'm going mad. I'm stoning and turning crazy already. K lar. Change topics so many times also sian. I shall go off now! New template too! The huge photos are gone anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113267440058122769?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113267440058122769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113267440058122769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113267440058122769' title='I weighed my bag....'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113250209348789960</id><published>2005-11-20T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:12:00.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zi xiang ai ni</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;To view, choose encoding language as Unicode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;〈只想爱你〉&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;扬丞琳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我终于还是说了一句我爱你&lt;br /&gt;还记得那个微凉夜里天空正飘着小雨&lt;br /&gt;心跳的声音 像舞动奇迹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你看着我说千万不要爱上你&lt;br /&gt;因为你只会让我伤心别傻了快点喊停&lt;br /&gt;你那么冷静 忽远又忽近&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道我对你来说也许太年轻&lt;br /&gt;我想我猜我问我终于了解&lt;br /&gt;原来为爱流的眼泪 也是种甜蜜滋味&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;只想爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我和你走在一起就已经决定&lt;br /&gt;不看不听不问也不会放弃&lt;br /&gt;是你让我了解自己 可以为爱那么坚定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;只想爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想每天睁开眼睛就能看到你&lt;br /&gt;我知道我偶尔有一点任性&lt;br /&gt;不管你做任何决定 究竟爱我还是逃避&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sorry 我还是不会放弃 爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我终于还是说了一句我爱你&lt;br /&gt;还记得那个微凉夜里天空正飘着小雨&lt;br /&gt;心跳的声音 像舞动奇迹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你看着我说千万不要爱上你&lt;br /&gt;因为你只会让我伤心别傻了快点喊停&lt;br /&gt;你那么冷静 忽远又忽近&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道我对你来说也许太年轻&lt;br /&gt;我想我猜我问我终于了解&lt;br /&gt;原来为爱流的眼泪 也是种甜蜜滋味&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;只想爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我和你走在一起就已经决定&lt;br /&gt;不看不听不问也不会放弃&lt;br /&gt;是你让我了解自己 可以为爱那么坚定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;只想爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想每天睁开眼睛就能看到你&lt;br /&gt;我知道我偶尔有一点任性&lt;br /&gt;不管你做任何决定 究竟爱我还是逃避&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sorry 我还是不会放弃&lt;br /&gt;Sorry 我还是不会放弃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;只想爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我和你走在一起就已经决定&lt;br /&gt;不看不听不问也不会放弃&lt;br /&gt;是你让我了解自己 可以为爱那么坚定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;只想爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想每天睁开眼睛就能看到你&lt;br /&gt;我知道我偶尔有一点任性&lt;br /&gt;不管你做任何决定 究竟爱我还是逃避&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sorry 我还是不会放弃&lt;br /&gt;我还是不会放弃 爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well if you're thinking why its so long, its cause thats the entire song. With the repeating verse. Yep. Go download the song. I like it cause its kinda meaningful. Well, to me lar. Haha. Enjoy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113250209348789960?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113250209348789960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113250209348789960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113250209348789960' title='zi xiang ai ni'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113249222950725508</id><published>2005-11-20T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:11:59.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randommm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Just a nonsense post today. Shall randomly take out a few photos. Wahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/Picture(93).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/Picture%2893%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Austria! This is the front of a t-shirt actually. Don't you think the mountains resemble the adidas stripes? Wahahaha~ Nope, I didn't buy the shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;==**==**==**==**==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/Picture(120).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/Picture%28120%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;This was taken at the camp recently. They decided to arrange the tables from one end to the other! Super long. I couldn't manage to take the whole thing. Hmm.. Its an ironic thing that though in the photo you see plenty of guys, but in actual fact there were much more girls at the camp. Wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;==**==**==**==**==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/Picture(60).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/Picture%2860%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;This was taken at the poly forum. Well, simply because, I forgot my earrings(how SMART of me), and had to make myself a pair out of safety pins. Heh. In fact, I made 2 pairs. Different design hor! Doesn't really look like safety pins, do they? Anyway, they were sponsored by Calvin. Thank you thank you. I totally forgot to bring any money to Johor. Heh... So people mostly sponsored me. I didn't require much sponsorship anyway... Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;==**==**==**==**==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/Picture(3).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/Picture%283%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Isn't this nice??? 49 dollars! I want!!! Hahaha! I don't think it'll suit me though. Oh well. Next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;==**==**==**==**==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/1600/Picture(69).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1857/369/320/Picture%2869%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;(Photo KINDLY taken by &lt;a href="http://cedistification.blogspot.com"&gt;Cedric&lt;/a&gt;.*ahem, go see tagboard.*Wahahaha.)Lastly, thats me! Hahaha. I'm not speaking, just having fun! Haha. We took this while another speaker was having a rehearsal. This RP guy chided us for disturbing others. He just doesn't know how to have fun! Bleah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;==**==**==**==**==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Actually, I was just bored and didn't know what to do. Haiz. Oh well! Lalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Anyway, the imode advertisement is getting on my nerves!!!!! ARGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113249222950725508?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113249222950725508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113249222950725508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113249222950725508' title='randommm'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113241172637886407</id><published>2005-11-19T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:11:59.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALAMAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Haven't been blogging regularly. Felt like blogging a few times last week but somehow the thoughts all just didn't flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week three of school went rather well. I didn't fall asleep in class except for poi's tutorial For which in turn he said that we were in a coma. Doesn't matter lar, I was that tired. Slept in the library a few times. I really have to start sleeping earlier. Its hard to change and sometimes I really hate to sleep early. Its just not me. I prefer to wake up lare! Oh well. I can't do anything about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was mostly attentive in class, though I was late twice! Haha. Hey, at least I did my tutorial! On time! Hahaha. I love myself. Well. This once I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came home from a camp today, and I doubt I contributed anything much to it. I ran off to hockey training in the starting of the camp, slept early, woke up, ate breakfast, slept more, woke up, ate lunch, watched their practice, went running, helped to sort out the receipts, snacked, helped clean up, and went home. Yea, that pretty much sums it all lar! Haha. Well, knowing that I have to apply for the CCA points make me feel much better. At least I'll be doing my job as a secretary! Haha. I missed out on the games, but I caught up on my long lost sleep so I wasn't too upset about it. Pretty much zoned out today anyway. Bad news in the morning. Ran/walked(mostly I jogged) ten rounds around the track, and had a icy cold bath after that. The water was cold! I didn't choose it! Was stoning so the ten rounds didn't feel real. Except after that my muscles at my side started aching. No either why, but it did! Had pain walking around after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn. Why am I blogging about my life? Its so boring and not interesting to read! Wahaha. Bear with it people! I'll come up with better topics! Lalala. I was reading the philosophy essay zaffy had, so maybe......... Wahaha. Nevermind that. I've gone crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying so hard to solve a mystery. I believe, but don't know why. I'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless ya all! I'm going to a church tomorrow! Lalalala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*Oh and I got into overseas ITP(attachment). With the condition, "You better pull up your grades this semester.". How cool? -_-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113241172637886407?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113241172637886407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113241172637886407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113241172637886407' title='ALAMAK'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113224305668229036</id><published>2005-11-17T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:11:59.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates!</title><content type='html'>I watched Harry Potter! Ah-huh. And not today. It was yesterday! Wahaha. Well I went to cine to apply for a job lar, but ending up getting tempted. So I bought tickets and watched it after CYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is.... It wasn't what I expected! They left out many many parts! Oh ya, shan't add too much spoilers lar, lest anyone wants to kill me. Heh. Anyway, I think anyone who hasn't read the book would enjoy the movie. The production wasn't too bad. However, if you have read and liked the book, I'm pretty sure you'll be complaining. Heh. Goblet of Fire is my favourite book out of the whole HP series simply cause it was the most exciting! The Quidditch World Cup, Triward Tournament, Herm-own-ninny... Wahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the movie they cut out vital parts, and happened to portray some characters differently from the book. Oh well. They dramatised certain parts which were not that important in the book lar. But it just added to the effect of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, they should come up with another edition with all the scenes which are supposed to be in!! I'll sure buy and watch it. Would be much much much nicer. Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll still encourage everyone to watch the movie. Unless you're broke and a hardcore HP fan who refuses to have the story changed in any way. There you go. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so tired. Need to rest badly! So maybe I'll update again at a later time. Cheers everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113224305668229036?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113224305668229036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113224305668229036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113224305668229036' title='updates!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113172486605222667</id><published>2005-11-11T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:11:59.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee</title><content type='html'>Huge post! Sorry if your com is too slow and lags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly forum photos. Found them hosted so I don't have to upload them! Whee!! Haha. Just a few lar k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/976/6249936.75756c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the entire SP group. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6263292.0da013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamers... I likkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6263293.03fa5b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still dreaming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6263294.a5a2fa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still us. Carol.Darren.Cedric.Lydia.James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6263299.778883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whahaha. Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6263508.881e84.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subtheme 4. E.T.Y. Blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6263512.03fa5b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More more more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6263516.1960e7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i even see me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6263969.fba7c4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a clear one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6263975.d6263e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! Tat siong's a blur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6264078.920492.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6264080.894d71.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Darren doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6264400.cfd5ae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6265070.a21f3f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice lighting, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/978/6265095.513eab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren's crying while i speak! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/979/6266954.5245bc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of me on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/982/6287424.a73f82.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backstage. I look nice here! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/982/6287424.a73f82.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/982/6287848.ab4477.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearest pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd...... Finally DONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113172486605222667?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113172486605222667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113172486605222667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113172486605222667' title='whee'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643800.post-113155688445638085</id><published>2005-11-09T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:11:58.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm dead tired!</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling so tired now but I can't help it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so so so so so so so so so dead tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, I sleep after 2 and have to wake up at 6! Haiz. 3 plus hours a day for so many days is tiring! And yet I can't get to sleep early. I don't feel like sleeping until 2 plus! Which explains why I sleep so late anyway. Haiz. My body clock is set this way already, I can't help it! Bleah. There's so much I want to do but I can't seem to find the time, nor the means to do them. Anyway, I've accomplished something already. Though I'm damn tired, I haven't fell asleep in class yet! I mean, for more than 5 minutes lar. Can't help it when greg poi is speaking though. He's lame! Environmental studies put me to sleep. Think I'll get to see Audrey tomorrow. At last! Oh well. I'm still not in school mood though I'm trying. I'll try harder. I've got so much on my mind sometimes, the thoughts get all mixed up and I lose my train of thoughts and get all confused! Bleah. Help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still tired. I haven't bathed so I'm still dirty. My thoughts are still lost. God help me. Only You can. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643800-113155688445638085?l=carolxq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113155688445638085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643800/posts/default/113155688445638085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolxq.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113155688445638085' title='i&apos;m dead tired!'/><author><name>Carol =)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
