<?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-8704238</id><updated>2011-10-18T13:57:19.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Read</title><subtitle type='html'>A little something about me by me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>431</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-5636090011609768428</id><published>2011-09-18T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T23:33:59.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello once again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a while since I last posted. Many things have happened since then and those things that happened have set me thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of where I will be in the next 5 years..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of whether I want to be there in the next 5 years..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of whether it is worth spending my next 5 years here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This job of mine has really changed me. I have never viewed Singaporeans the way I viewed them now. It is indeed an eye-opener and I never regretted joining this profession of mine. However, certain things just make me want to give it all up. First of all, the members of public. Sure there are people who are really grateful for what you have done for them; but there are still those black dots around that are just never satisfied and complain at the slightest thing. There are times when I just want to slap them and tell them that "I DON'T OWE YOU A LIVING YOU ASSHOLE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help that the management takes those black dots very seriously. They wouldn't even flinch at the thought of sacrificing a fellow man just to please those black dots. Everywhere you go, there are dangers around the corner. For me, everyday I am dealing with cases that might just explode and blow my career away. Do people understand the feelings we go through? The stress that comes with handling those cases and members of public? Do they see the time we spend slogging our asses away just to serve them? Just to see that the rightful justice is done? NO!  All they see are SERVANTS, drawing a monthly salary which is made up of their income tax. Do they even know that behind that card, is a normal human being? A normal person who would like to be left alone when they go for a holiday, a normal person who would like to enjoy their weekend peacefully, a normal person who wants to be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder if it is worth all this stress and heartache. Maybe it doesn't matter anymore..&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/8704238-5636090011609768428?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5636090011609768428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=5636090011609768428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5636090011609768428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5636090011609768428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-once-again.html' title='Hello once again!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-7779904857883832344</id><published>2009-04-20T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T12:59:37.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So after 2+ months of not blogging, I'm BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I just wanted to blog about a dream I had last night, DAMN FUN DREAM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so in my dream, I think I met this DAMN HANDSOME guy who turns out to be a vampire. He brought me back home, and that's when I realised he had a wife! I remember this one part where I was in the study room with him, and his wife came in so I hid behind a desk. Then the wife approached the desk and I was like crawling around the desk to avoid being spotted by her, HAHA!!! But in the end, she saw me and she gave me a very very very eerie grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, second scene was when someone came to visit me in his home (apparently I moved in already). Then I was in this dining room with a super LONG table, like those in castles. So we were chatting chatting when the wife came in. I think she wanted to bite me or something hahahahha!!! And she was chasing me around the long long table, then END OF DREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up quite exhausted hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on a lighter note, I AM GOING TO AYUMI CONCERT!!! WEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS MON!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-7779904857883832344?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7779904857883832344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=7779904857883832344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7779904857883832344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7779904857883832344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-after-3-months-of-not-blogging-im.html' title=''/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1151761095507246088</id><published>2009-02-10T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:00:13.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Yup yup, back blogging. Nothing much happening in my life now, except for the ever-present FYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanted to blog about yesterday when me and my teammates went to send off this other teammate who was going to Shanghai for exchange. It was the first time I was in T3!! Haha so sua koo right! T3 was great man, especially the Popeye's! Actually one of the main purpose to go to T3, other than sending off my teammate, was to eat Popeye's chicken!! Warh quite shiok man!! The mashed potato and fries were damn nice, and the chicken also damn nice!! Better than KFC's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall end here, need to do FYP but bloody hell still typing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, wanted to say that the scene at the airport totally reminded me of the time we went to send mon off! Haha MON COME BACK SOON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1151761095507246088?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1151761095507246088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1151761095507246088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1151761095507246088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1151761095507246088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2009/02/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1861540497339144107</id><published>2009-01-01T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:50:54.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of my gerbils just passed away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum accidentally stepped on it while both of them were out on their daily run around the house. I don't blame her, I really don't. But I just can't help but feel depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you guys might think, die die lor, it's just a pet anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another matter if you treat them like part of the family.&lt;br /&gt;It's another matter if you see it limping away trying to stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;It's another matter if you see it cough up blood all over your floor.&lt;br /&gt;It's another matter if all you can do is stand there and look at its lifeless body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buried him under a tree below my flat. It's kinda surreal when you think that just 10mins ago, you were feeding him sunflower seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would feel better this morning but I don't think it's gonna happen anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel quite sad for my other gerbil too. His brother whom he has cuddled together to go to sleep, groomed together, play fight together all his life is gone. Leaving him all alone in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think 2009 will be a good year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, rest in peace boyboy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1861540497339144107?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1861540497339144107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1861540497339144107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1861540497339144107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1861540497339144107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-of-my-gerbils-just-passed-away.html' title=''/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-7935492930362507800</id><published>2009-01-01T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:01:05.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst New Year EVER</title><content type='html'>Just lost a loved one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling real empty.. real real empty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall cry myself to sleep..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-7935492930362507800?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7935492930362507800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=7935492930362507800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7935492930362507800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7935492930362507800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2009/01/worst-new-year-ever.html' title='Worst New Year EVER'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-745298915853133663</id><published>2008-12-30T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:30:17.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I have succumb to the powers of Facebook.. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MON FASTER GO JOIN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-745298915853133663?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/745298915853133663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=745298915853133663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/745298915853133663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/745298915853133663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/12/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1180141043083373237</id><published>2008-12-17T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:27:10.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG MON READ THIS!!</title><content type='html'>I just had a HILARIOUS dream involving me and mon in Japan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream, mon was in this 'talent' contest held in a temple and she was dressed in a KIMONO!!! I remember she had to answer quite a few questions and had to dance some dance. Anyway, I was beside her (I wasn't dancing ok!!) and was wearing this costume that made me look like a monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the contest, we went back to the backstage to wait for the results. On our way back, suddenly 2 judo students appeared in front of us and started fighting! I remembered 1 is blue belt and the other is white belt. So, I wanted to stop them from fighting and apparently they were quite angry that I broke them up and the blue belt wanted to fight me whennnnn I SLAMMED the blue belt!! Damn shiok!!! Hahahahha!! Mon was astonished that I managed to slam him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was time for the results and mon didnt managed to get into the next round because not everyone voted or something like that. She was quite sad so I told her I will asked those that didnt vote, to vote. So off I went to the temple to get details and suddenly, the temple shrank! The temple girl came out to talk to me and she was the size of a lego figurine. While she was talking, a cat (lego sized also) came to attack her and I pushed the cat away. Then, the cat started to grow bigger and bigger but I managed to smack it hard enough to make it run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the lego girl, I was speaking japanese to her!! As in super broken japanese and she managed to understand and she gave me the directions to the people who didnt vote. So on my way to find them, it started to rain heavily so I ran all the way to those people. The people I first met was a middle age couple and I started to talk in jap to them. I remembered saying :"私の日本語はとても大変です。" Haha! Sounds damn wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the lady requested that mon do her act again so that she can decide whether she was worth her vote so off I went to find mon to see if she took off her make up already anot. Then I woke up!! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that dream, I was super super tired la!! Maybe I think too much in the dream already, hahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon you can stop rolling on the floor already..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1180141043083373237?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1180141043083373237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1180141043083373237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1180141043083373237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1180141043083373237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-mon-read-this.html' title='OMG MON READ THIS!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-2507861032154624285</id><published>2008-12-14T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T12:14:08.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>OMG!! I must talk about a dream I had last night!!! Actually I had several dreams but this was the only one that I remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream, I think I just joined either ATV or TVB and got to know this other actress whom I don't remember who. Anyway I remember having quite a lot of fun with the other newly-joined actresses and that there was a HUGE dinner for the whole company. Before the dinner, they showed clips of all the nice shows in the company and there was MY DATE WITH A VAMPIRE! They even showed an alternate ending for the show and when I saw that ma xiaoling didn't end up with kuang tianyou, I said EEYER quite loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that exhibition, it was time for the dinner and I was sitting beside Joey Meng (Ma xiaoling)!!!!! I even talked quite a bit with her. Halfway through the dinner, it was time for us to change into another set of clothes so off we went to this other house. I changed quite fast so I waited for my friends outside the house, then SUDDENLY!!! Louis Koo appeared behind me!! Aparrently in the dream he wasnt very famous yet, but I still went up to him to ask for an autograph and he signed it on my palm haha! At first he wanted to sign but he didnt really touch the pen on my hand, maybe he wanted to tease me!?? So only on the second time, he successfully signed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the autograph, I was super happy and told my friends that louis koo will be very famous in the future. I have no idea how I knew. Anyway my friend asked me whether I was really from the future cause during my interview, she heard that I once mentioned that I was from the future. THEN I WOKE UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha very confusing right!! What a fun dream man!! Hahahhha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-2507861032154624285?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2507861032154624285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=2507861032154624285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2507861032154624285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2507861032154624285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/12/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-5478418739900689671</id><published>2008-11-27T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:19:14.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an Update</title><content type='html'>Well nothing juicy is happening in my life right now so you guys can close this window already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you still reading, I HAD AN INTERESTING DREAM this morning!! This dream consisted of me going to japan and meeting mon! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it started out like this, I arrived at Japan and took a bus to meet mon. On the way there, I realised that the streets of Japan looked very much like Ipoh, so anyway I finally met mon and she was sitting on the streets beside a petrol station. I have NO idea why she was there. Anyway I know this is getting boring but I remembered getting slashed by someone whom I dun remember. Maybe mon slashed me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I went to the Sitex fair today with my mum. IT WAS FILLED WITH PEOPLE!!! Don't they know its the first day and they are not supposed to be there?!?! So anyway on the way there, there was a group of guys, maybe around 17 and they were talking about games. The sentence they said that caught my attention was "Xbox controllers SUCKS". Immediately, I tuned into their conversation. They were talking about buying games like Fallout 3 and Gears of War 2 which LAO NIANG have already completed haaha. Look down on them HEH. I think I have an issue with younger people who think that they know a lot, ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the fair, I went to the creative booth to buy a cover for my x-fi and it was $25 if you buy it together with a mp3 player. So at the cashier, there was this guy and another younger girl. I think the guy is quite a big shot in creative, and when he saw that I was only buying the cover, he said that he will only charge me $25 even though I wasnt buying any other stuff. Ok, if you don't get it, the gist is that it is DAMN SHIOK CAN!! Haahaha I was rather happy with the creative people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't study my Jap!! DIE DIE DIE!! And I need to do FYP!! DIE DIE DIE DIE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-5478418739900689671?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5478418739900689671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=5478418739900689671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5478418739900689671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5478418739900689671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-update.html' title='Just an Update'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-8385728469036331496</id><published>2008-11-03T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:10:45.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>I keep thinking and thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about whether it is really that case, thinking about what will happen next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I talk to are saying the same things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for somethings, thinking by itself is useless, I NEED CONFIRMATION!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how do I get that? I just can't go and ask just like that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, the conclusion is the same as always, and that is to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway now is not the right time, EXAMS IN 10 DAYS TIME OMG!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-8385728469036331496?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/8385728469036331496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=8385728469036331496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/8385728469036331496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/8385728469036331496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmm.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-790955176126394010</id><published>2008-10-31T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:46:08.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touched..</title><content type='html'>Well, I just realized something after this birthday, and that is, it is not about how many remembered, rather, its about WHO remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, just like JJ, I didn't have much expectations this birthday. Maybe its because I didnt put in a lot of effort on other people's birthdays. 30mins before my birthday, I was sleeping in bus 170 which was stuck in a jam near the Johor checkpoint. What a start don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11.56pm, JJ msged me happy birthday, was quite glad that someone remembered. When I reached home, in a bid to avoid misc people from wishing me happy birthday, I appeared offline on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in a long while, I appeared offline the whole time I was on msn.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in a long while, I went to watch a movie alone.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in a long while, 28th October didn't feel like my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that changed on the evening of my birthday when JJ, Eileen and HL came to visit me in my hall. Although we didn't do much, could still feel the warmth. A summary of what happened on that evening. At around 7.30pm, JJ reached my hall and he asked me whether HL wished me happy birthday. Immediately, I knew Eileen wasn't the only one who was coming. So in order to not make them disappointed that I know about the surprise, I had to act surprised when I saw HL. Ok, sounds confusing rite haha! JJ said my acting skills are good, WEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after dinner, they went back to my hall to chat and a while later, after I came back from the toilet, I realised that my door is locked. So subtle har!! HAHAHAHA. After waiting outside for 5 mins, they finally opened the door and surprise surprise, the cake was there haha! So after cutting the cake, HL smashed the cake on my face. The cake even went into my nose, THANKS HAR. The best thing was that when I wanted to wash off everything off in the toilet, all the cubicles on both floors were occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that concludes 28th October. On 29th October, my friend came over to my room to rush assignment. We do until 4.30am when we couldn't take it anymore, and concussed. Had to wake up at 9am, cause I had to rehearse for presentation. So on 30th October, I had a sore eye, 2 presentations and dinner with my tennis teammates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another summary of what happened: At around 7.15pm, I met 1 of my teammates to go to Jurong Point for dinner. We were supposed to meet the guys captain there, so when we reached there, he told us to meet him at Fish &amp;amp; Co. So ok lor, we walked there, but before we reach, I saw a group of my teammates there already. Actually I already knew something was on, but cannot say ma wait they think I bhb. Turns out 13 of my teammates were already there waiting for me. They even made a card for me and I think the guys captain got all of my teammates(around 25 people) to write on it. WAS DAMN TOUCHED!! So soon after, the Fish &amp;amp; Co people made me stand on a chair while they sang a birthday rap followed by a song. And they made me blow out the candles which was 50cm away from me, quite MALU but it was fun la, HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after blowing the candles, the guys captain gave me my present. Wah lau!! They bought me a 8gb creative mp3 player!! Was damn damn damn guilty and touched. Was questioning whether I deserved this anot. Can see that he really put in a lot of effort. During dinner, my female teammate asked me a question that really made me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, for the first time in my life, I felt something I nevered felt before, NAN DAO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that concludes 30th October. On 31st October, I finally finished and handed in that stupid bloody Neural Networks assignment, PHEW! So after class, I met my mum at marina square for lunch/dinner and when I got back home, SURPRISE SURPRISE!! Something was already waiting for me on my desk!! Actually on the lift up, my dad told me that someone sent me a postcard, and he said that the ghost on the postcard was very scary. Then I was like, "Warh wat postcard is that? Halloween one har." Then he said that on the post card, there was a girl, and a big ghost beside her. He said the ghost looks super scary. I was like, "?!?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I reached home, I saw the postcard and nearly LOL-ed. HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!! UN-UN IS BACK!! HAHAHA!! Opened the envelope and saw the poster. I REALLY LIKE IT A LOT MAN!!! I shall frame it up and hang it in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if this is correct anot:&lt;br /&gt;お金を沢山もって行きますから、しんぱいしないでください。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I am really touched that I have such great friends. Must be something I did in my previous life. Thanks to JJ, Eileen, HL, NTU Tennis people, MONICA and all others who contributed one way or another!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really touched..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-790955176126394010?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/790955176126394010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=790955176126394010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/790955176126394010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/790955176126394010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/10/touched.html' title='Touched..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-5878667528312739406</id><published>2008-10-28T01:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T01:17:38.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No expectations -&gt; No disappointments&lt;br /&gt;No disappointments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, no expectations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-5878667528312739406?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5878667528312739406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=5878667528312739406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5878667528312739406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5878667528312739406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-expectations-no-disappointments-no.html' title=''/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-5903379304453317369</id><published>2008-10-14T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:22:51.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Post</title><content type='html'>This will be a quick one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I AM FEELING SO CRANKY!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I am concentrating on my stuff, people have to come and msg me asking how to do this how to do that OMG BTH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I know I am selfish, BUT its so difficult for me to get into the ZONE of doing things, then they have to come and IRRITATE ME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND KNS IM ALREADY DAMN PEH CHEK OF DOING THE COLLATING OF THE REPORT, YOU SEND ME YOUR PART AND STILL ASK ME TO HELP YOU READ??!?! TMD GO AND DIE LA CB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ok, have to go training now, SUPER DON'T FEEL LIKE GOING!!! = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neverending shit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-5903379304453317369?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5903379304453317369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=5903379304453317369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5903379304453317369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5903379304453317369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/10/quick-post.html' title='Quick Post'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-3067551822339143855</id><published>2008-10-02T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:38:03.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those were the days..</title><content type='html'>Took a small break(ok la quite a big one) from FYP to do some random surfing. Went to friendster to read some past testimonials when I came across the testimonial (ok random lame joke, whats the plural for testimonial? TESTIS) I gave mon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hmmm monica..&lt;br /&gt;well she is a Jay fanatic n the&lt;br /&gt;QUEEN OF HOTEL CALIFORNIA!!&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought she is juz a very&lt;br /&gt;dao gal..&lt;br /&gt;but when i got to noe her...&lt;br /&gt;she is a JAY fanatic..&lt;br /&gt;also she is very particular abt her&lt;br /&gt;HAIR!!!&lt;br /&gt;almost everyday, she will ask me abt&lt;br /&gt;her hair..&lt;br /&gt;but tt's not all...&lt;br /&gt;however i will not say it..&lt;br /&gt;from fear of getting hit by the&lt;br /&gt;canoeing vice-capt..&lt;br /&gt;btw mon..&lt;br /&gt;PLS STOP SLEEPIN IN CLASS!!!! LOL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, that totally made me relive the JC days!!! The days in JC1, where mon and I will go to the girls toilet at the other end of the block from the computer lab. And her asking me whether her hair is messy and I will forever say that it is not when obviously it is (just kidding). Us sleeping in class, Mr Ho banging the ruler to try to wake all of us up. 30 cent tao sar bao during break time. Fun PE classes. A Pang with his PASSION, unzipped trousers and of course his fur at his neck. Lotfi with receding hairline, Edgar with his BILINGUAL thing, me and my testicles and ribica, and what else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC ROCKS MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to go through that again cause that would mean I have to go through my first 3 years of uni life again. ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-3067551822339143855?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3067551822339143855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=3067551822339143855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3067551822339143855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3067551822339143855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/10/those-were-days.html' title='Those were the days..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-2935360723017562637</id><published>2008-09-20T04:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T04:34:46.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee..</title><content type='html'>Finally finally, the Singapore Uni Games is OVER!!! Both our girls and guys team got 2nd place, only losing to NUS. Words cannot describe how relieved I am when this whole thing is over and  we got 2nd place. Its as if a super heavy load is off my shoulders. Actually we had a rather close final match with SMU, with us winning 3-2. Wah lau those SMU player's line-calls are super super dubious la!! But still lucky we won man!! Or else damn TULAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was a rather emotional day la haha! I started off quite well man!! Played really well, damn happy! But then my teammate who played singles lost quite badly and she was super super sad that she lost and she felt that she let the team down. Warh, after her match she was like "SHIT! Should have let (another teammate) play, I am so sorry!!!" Then she broke down beside me and I tried my bestest best to comfort her. Lucky she felt better after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, yea I know you guys don't want to read this, after her match, the decider match was still going on. Then suddenly, I realised that this is my last Sunig games of my life. Felt sad for a moment, but that was over when my teammate won!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after everything, I was talking to my other teammate who didnt play for this Uni games. She was also kinda sad that she never play, so I tried to explain why my coach never put her to play. Actually before the SMU match, we were deciding whether or not to put her, and I felt SUPER bad that we decided not to because she is a bit weaker than the others. Yea anyway, after I apologized to her, my coach also came over to apologize to her and warh she cried also. Total heartbreak sia.. I felt so so sad and bad, when I saw her cry man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so after this Uni games, I can finally pass over my captain-cy to my junior. Though still don't know who will be la, but SONG BO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-2935360723017562637?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2935360723017562637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=2935360723017562637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2935360723017562637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2935360723017562637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/09/wee.html' title='Wee..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1964199884583807757</id><published>2008-09-06T01:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T01:42:34.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better now..</title><content type='html'>Yup life has become a bit better now with me staying in SINGLE room, mum back to normal and everything stabilizing. I was really lucky to have gotten my single room considering it is one of the last few ones remaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just want to say this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;たんじょうびにこの「mp3 player」 がほしいです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tracingadget.com/50226711/iriver-clix-gen-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://regmedia.co.uk/2007/04/16/iriver_clix_2_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO SLICK!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea anyway moving on, my fyp prof just emailed me to meet him next week preferably on tuesday during our free time. SHIT MAN!!!!!!!!! Haven done a lot!! DIE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1964199884583807757?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1964199884583807757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1964199884583807757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1964199884583807757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1964199884583807757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/09/better-now.html' title='Better now..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1910048316691601325</id><published>2008-08-24T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T02:04:44.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man...</title><content type='html'>And you would think that my week couldnt be worse, my mum just had to spice it up just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I had friendly match over at my coach's courts over at lakeside, and we ended at around 1030pm. Everyone packed their stuff, change and it was around 11pm le, then we decided to go to Lau Pat Sat to have dinner. Eat eat chat chat, and it was 12am le, and I was like OMG!! Then sure enough, boss called and asked where I am, and why am I still not back yet. So I told her the friendly ended late and stuff, but still, I could sense the anger in her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, my coach sent me home and true enough, when I opened the door, I saw boss and my dad sitting there. She was like saying I have no respect for her, I am so rude, why cant you come home earlier, you can choose not to eat with your team and blah blah. Then I told her, well my whole team went, and being a captain, naturally its better to go, and she said "So what if you are the captain? Cant you set an example for the rest to go home earlier and not let their parents worry? You have absolutely no respect for us! blah blah.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally sian diao lor, then I replied her "If I have no respect for you, I would have brought back my gerbils already.." Yea, I know I shouldnt say that, but I really really am at my limit already. It was so so so hard to control you know.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if having to worry about my school work, Final Year Project, gerbils, farked up roomy isnt enough, I now have to worry about my mum being angry at me.. Its as if my luck for my life has ran out and everyone is trying to get back at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks har, I really do not need this now.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt life great?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1910048316691601325?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1910048316691601325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1910048316691601325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1910048316691601325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1910048316691601325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/08/man.html' title='Man...'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-7424378471996782769</id><published>2008-08-20T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:05:04.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn EMO</title><content type='html'>Yea, currently feeling a bit better now, but still quite emo. Was discussing this matter with my teammate and I finally realised what I was so pissed at..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I wasnt that pissed with her telling me to bring back my gerbils. Ok la, pissed to a small extent la. But the main thing was, the night before she sent me the msg, I was like asking her about the noise made by the gerbils and stuff like that. She said they were a bit noisy, but still ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So any normal person would take it as she was still ok rite? Then that night, the gerbils were damn quiet. No noise made whatsoever. Next morning she come and give me such cock msg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she didnt want them there, CANT SHE JUST FARKING TELL ME IN THE FIRST PLACE?! AND NOT COME AND GIVE ME THE IMPRESSION THAT SHE IS OK THEN SUDDENLY BACKSTAB ME BY ASKING ME TO BRING THEM BACK?!?!??!?!?!! WHAT THE FUCK LA CCB.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ok apparently Im still pissed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake la wah lau..  SO BLOODY FAKE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT SINGLE ROOM!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-7424378471996782769?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7424378471996782769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=7424378471996782769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7424378471996782769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7424378471996782769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/08/damn-emo.html' title='Damn EMO'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-3495429231783091433</id><published>2008-08-20T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T13:20:53.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have only 2 thing to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNNBCCB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farking CB AT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I know I shouldnt say that cause shes 'entitled' to voice out her opinion, but still.. FARKING CCB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could whack people..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-3495429231783091433?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3495429231783091433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=3495429231783091433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3495429231783091433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3495429231783091433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-only-2-thing-to-say-knnbccb.html' title=''/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1683482818141382789</id><published>2008-08-06T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:40:19.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog a little..</title><content type='html'>Yup, I'm back blogging before I become super busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved back to hall on sat and brought my gerbils along. Somehow I feel a little guilty to my gerbils because I cannot let them run around a lot. Last time at home, I would let them run around my living room for 30mins everyday. Also, the past few days they seem a little tired, I AM DAMN WORRIED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's training was like shit. I played so badly that I wanted to whack myself. Just one of those days that make you want to quit tennis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the way back from training, my teammates and I were talking about how sian we were about school. I don't know why but this time round, I feel super SUPER sian as compared to the other years. Walk around and see those freshies crowding up our canteen, courts and just everywhere is really sian. Just yest when I was having my lecture, there were a few freshies coming into the LT even before the lecture ended. Like wth?! WHATS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!! CANT YOU SEE IT HASNT ENDED YET?!?! They still dare to walk down from the middle of the LT. Kns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn emo now, stupid freshies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more year till graduation... Somehow not looking to it. Actually should be more of not looking forward to FYP............. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1683482818141382789?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1683482818141382789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1683482818141382789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1683482818141382789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1683482818141382789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-little.html' title='Blog a little..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-7848355384348361123</id><published>2008-06-28T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:43:29.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going away..</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody!! I will be going to KL for 2 weeks starting from tomorrow onwards! But you can still reach me via sms!! Don't call me though!! The rates damn ex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya in 2 weeks time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-7848355384348361123?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7848355384348361123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=7848355384348361123' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7848355384348361123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7848355384348361123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/06/going-away.html' title='Going away..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1035674373915075639</id><published>2008-06-01T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T14:20:49.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back!!</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody!! Yea, I know its been almost 2 months since my last blog and even mon's blog is more update than mine. But!!! After the interesting dream I had last night, I have decided to blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, my dream involved me, mon, shar, mon's sister, my uncle and some minor characters. Ok, so it started of like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think me mon and shar met up to go to some unknown place, so we were taking the bus together. Finally we reached the stop, and mon and shar alighted before me. I was still at the front of the bus searching for my ezlink card, when suddenly, the driver didnt wait for me and drove off!! I was super angry lor!! I shouted at the uncle and asked for his name. If I remember correctly, he is Jonathan Eid or something like that haha!! I told him that I was so totally gonna complain, but when he heard that, he smiled at me and sent me back to the bus stop where mon and shar alighted. WEIRD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I returned to the bus-stop, I found out that mon and shar didnt wait for me (THANKS HAR!!) , but I managed to catch up with them. So we were crossing the overhead bridge with shar in front of me and mon behind me. The bridge linked to this obstacle course thing which we had to cross too!! So there we were, trying to thread our way through narrow planks of wood while holding onto ropes. Then there was this part where the plank was super super thin and shar fell down!!!  I think there was a safety net or something cause I don't remember her dying HAHA!! So with me in front, I had to cross the narrow plank and had to lie down and stretch to press some button or something like that but I remember that I was about to fall down when someone helped me press the button haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, next scene was in a room. Me, mon, mon's sister and my uncle were watching this jap drama, and there was a girl holding a baby boy and my uncle suddenly said boy in jap. Haha lame!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this dream shows that I MISS MON AND SHAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I want to talk about my 'working' life!! MY COLLEAGUES ARE DAMN LAME!! I think most of you know that I am 'romantically linked' to this other colleague in office because of something that slipped out of his mouth. Just recently, I found a string that was highlighted purple being tied to my chair. Then just nice 1 of colleague came over for Super Puzzle Fighter so I asked him what is that, but he said he didnt know and continued to play the game. 2 days later, my other colleague asked me if I found anything unusual on my chair and I remembered the string, so I asked him about it. Apparently, he tied the string to act as a matchmaker between me and the rumoured lover!! The purple string was supposed to be the red string used by yue lao. Totally wth lor!!!! I burst out laughing when I heard that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway work has been kind of fun with me playing games in office!! But that was until the HR department announced a poster making competition that needs us to present out posters, while wearing formal wear on the last day of work!! CANT THEY JUST LEAVE US IN PEACE?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1035674373915075639?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1035674373915075639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1035674373915075639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1035674373915075639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1035674373915075639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/06/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome Back!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-2991626750667417736</id><published>2008-04-06T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T00:50:57.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to him</title><content type='html'>Actually, I was ready to put this all behind, but just now, I thought about it again and something in me fired up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are to even presume that you know what I am thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not know, do not ACT as if you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, things that you said does apply, but it pisses me off when you assume you know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, when you told me that I should know that you always act in that manner, are you telling me to accept it? Its like a murderer telling the victim that you should know that I stab people. What's it gonna do for the victim? The wound is gonna hurt less?! Yes I know I sound weird, but I can understand can liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best for your plan, but this I have to say, some people just don't change no matter how much you try..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-2991626750667417736?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2991626750667417736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=2991626750667417736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2991626750667417736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2991626750667417736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/04/dedicated-to-him.html' title='Dedicated to him'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1945443444574139069</id><published>2008-03-30T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:32:35.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, things were as I predicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it's because of my IA, else, the future would be bleak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1945443444574139069?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1945443444574139069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1945443444574139069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1945443444574139069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1945443444574139069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-things-were-as-i-predicted.html' title=''/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-8081456109369777344</id><published>2008-02-24T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:23:21.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reluctant..</title><content type='html'>Yes yes, I am finally back blogging, JJ! Gosh, has it already been 1 month? Time really flies when you are working. Work has been rather bad now that my supervisors are back. Humans are really tough to please. A few weeks back I was complaining that my sups were not around and hoped that they be back soon, but now that they are back, I hoped that they didnt come back that soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, wake up at 6.30am, bathe and if I'm early, make breakfast to bring to work. Leave home at 7am, take 7.10am bus to Serangoon, board train at 7.31am, reach Outram Park at 7.45am, walk real fast to the East-West line, board train, reach Bouna Vista at 8.05am, rush to take shuttle bus which leaves at 8.15am, reach office at 8.30am, slack and eat breakfast till 9am, try to do 'work' but most prob sleep till 9.30am, wake up suddenly and get horrified by the time so do work until 11.15am, stone till 11.35 when colleagues jio me for lunch, reach back office at 12.15pm, play or watch others play Big Old 2 till 1pm, slack and fall asleep till 1.30pm, try to work till 4.30pm, sign in msn and hopefully chat with mon till 5.30pm, if I have not done so, start surfing web till 5.45pm, faster pack bag n leave office at 5.55pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a bore when you can let a fixed plan describe your everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what I want for myself?! HELL NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that I have not gotten my January pay does not help at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does joining the police ensure that my future will not be as bleak and boring as the life I am going through now? I have no idea, but I am willing to give it a try. Maybe others may think that I am wasting my degree by joining the police force. That might be true, but I am NEVER EVER gonna join another permanent desk job. Sitting by the table, starring at the computer for hours at end hasnt been and will never ever will be the type of life I foresee my future to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, I drag my tired and lifeless body either back home or back to school for trainings (tues and thurs). Tennis used to be a source of enjoyment for me. But, now with my deteriorating skills and my coach breathing down on my neck every now and then, makes me wonder whether being captain was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing track of my social life. Feels as if I don't have any friends even though I know that they will be there if I just turned to look. Oh well, at least I have my family and gerbils!! MY GERBILS ARE JUST PLAIN CUTE!! Their actions are hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, hope that I can go out with you guys soon!! Good luck to everyone who are having your exams!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME BACK SOON MONNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- End of whiny post -&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/8704238-8081456109369777344?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/8081456109369777344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=8081456109369777344' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/8081456109369777344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/8081456109369777344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/02/reluctant.html' title='Reluctant..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-5437697370021490831</id><published>2008-01-22T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:08:08.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>Haha, I have finally gotten a bit used to waking up at 6.30am, so I shall blog!! Ok, first I want to put this video here cause I think its really nostalgic to finally see her on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L2k-vgcHQ-w&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L2k-vgcHQ-w&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way she interacts with her husband is really quite AWWWWWWW.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok moving on, my gerbils are really very very very cute!! At first they keep nipping my fingers, but the guy who gave me the gerbils told me to blow at them when they do it, so now, they have finally gotten used to my hand and keep licking my fingers!! DAMN CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been quite bad, cause I keep getting distracted from my research and I feel quite lost since my supervisors were not in office for the whole of last week and I have not seen them since the 3rd day of work. BUT I SHALL PERSEVERE FOR MY PAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to blog about my dreams!! I haven been dreaming much during this period, but I had quite a lot of dreams during the holidays!! 1 dream had a rather deep impression on me. In that dream, I remember going for a blood donation, then as usual, I was laying on the bed waiting for the nurse to poke me. Finally, the nurse came to insert the needle, but she didnt jab it into my forearm!! Instead, she just poke the whole needle into my wrist!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WOKE UP SCREAMING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the needle was poked in, I remember my blood squirting out quite rapidly and in an instant, the blood bag was already half full!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I shall talk about my tennis trip to KL during the holidays. Overall the trip was quite fun, but 1 of my seniors really turn me off. Ok, it goes like this, the trip was actually only for 3 days, but we had an option to extend to 5 days. So most of the girls extended, including 2 of my seniors. On day 3, the rest of the team was supposed to board the 12.30pm bus back to Singapore, then after that, the rest can go shopping. But, the bus was stuck in the jam and was rather late. So at around 12pm, after knowing that the bus is late, my seniors decided to go shopping by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I didnt know that they wanted to go, cause naturally, I thought that we should wait for the rest of the team since we have so much time. But no, she wanted to go and she thought that it was a natural thing to do. Then I went to find my the then captain, and she said she wanna go too so she went to tell my senior. She later told me what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently when she told my senior that we wanted to stay, I think she said, "Pardon me, but what difference would it make?" Then my captain replied, "But we are both captains.." And guess what she replied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe she didnt sound that bad, but those were the exact words!!! Totally WTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She changed a lot man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I think I type until so messy that you all didnt get the whole situation.. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end here by saying that I have yet to get over the vampire craze..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP MEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Chinese New Year!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-5437697370021490831?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5437697370021490831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=5437697370021490831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5437697370021490831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5437697370021490831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-back.html' title='I am BACK!!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-5510956731182104264</id><published>2008-01-09T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:43:32.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Apologizessss</title><content type='html'>Yea, I know I haven been updating this blog for quite a long time. Been approximately 2 months since the last serious post. I promise to update this blog seriously after I get used to waking up at 6.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really very tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot of weird dreams for the last 2 months, maybe will talk about it soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerbils coming on friday!! SO EXCITING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2008 folks!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-5510956731182104264?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5510956731182104264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=5510956731182104264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5510956731182104264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5510956731182104264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-apologizessss.html' title='My Apologizessss'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-6849939238727165746</id><published>2007-12-14T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T01:19:07.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoyo!!</title><content type='html'>Hey people!! I will be going to Kuala Lumpur in 4.5 hours time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back on tuesday evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO WATCH THE WARLORDS!!!!! TAKESHI!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope can find chameleon there.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-6849939238727165746?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/6849939238727165746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=6849939238727165746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/6849939238727165746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/6849939238727165746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/12/yoyo.html' title='Yoyo!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-543958331147147410</id><published>2007-11-15T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T14:57:17.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bald eagle</title><content type='html'>Yup, I know I shouldnt be here, but just cannot resist the temptations. Just downloaded a song by  B'z , 消えない虹. Quite nice! Anyway, I just want to put this video here!! Reminds me of my secondary days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HR7FJ62_5Gk&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HR7FJ62_5Gk&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first one,　大好き！！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcYT0YvIrlw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcYT0YvIrlw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While shitting just now, I suddenly thought about my primary school days. During primary six, I was really really into 神雕侠侣, the TCS, fann wong and christopher lee version. I even wrote short stories in a combination of english and chinese about them!! It was damn funny!! Man, how I wish I could take a look at those stories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I remember watching too much tv that time and my mum barred me from watching tv for quite a long time. So, I had to record the series, which I remember was from 9-10pm, then at around 2-3am, I would wake up and sneakily watch the video. Had to be very very very quiet, switch the volume to the minimum and not on the lights. This continued for quite a long time when finally my mum caught me!!!!! ROAR!! It was damn scary I tell you!!! I tried to lie to her saying that I had a stomachache and couldnt sleep so I turned on the tv. Of course my mum saw through me, and it escalated to quite a big affair involving my mum waking up both my sleeping brother and father, HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway when I was in secondary 1, they were showing the HK '95 version starring Louis koo and Carman lee. I remember thinking that I will never watch that one cause they can never beat the TCS version, but now look what happened. After watching 1 episode, I was HOOKED!! As usual, I was yet again watching too much tv, so my mum barred me again! At that time, there was a small tv in my kitchen, and I would watch the show when my mum was in the room, door closed, then when she came out, I would quickly off the tv and pretend to do something else. BAD IDEA!! So I had to carry out the record then watch it the next day sequence. I remember the show was on Sunday nights, 1030-1230am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 神雕侠侣's last episode, I watched the advertisement for the next series, which was this series about vampires. At that time, I think I was probably thinking, "What a dumb series.." And now look what happened? I really really liked　我和僵尸有个约会!!  Maybe to you guys its damn dumb and such, but I really liked the characters, the story which involved my favorite VAMPIRE, and the actors are all quite good. I  used to search for information regarding vampires too, childish right!! Hahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to reality! Its been torturous(sp) studying for the exams, especially with my mind thinking about vampires! Progress has been slow and not really steady. Anyway, I have decided to maybe get the vcd of 我和僵尸有个约会, 1 and 2!! The sequel is also damn good, but the 3rd one is...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is screaming at me telling me to save up for japan, but my heart is asking me to buy the VCDs.... ARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, study study!!!!!! &lt;span id="ajax_details" style="overflow: visible; clear: both; opacity: 0.9999; display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-543958331147147410?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/543958331147147410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=543958331147147410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/543958331147147410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/543958331147147410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/11/bald-eagle.html' title='Bald eagle'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-5165396139719401013</id><published>2007-11-02T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T22:25:46.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bi guan nian gong..</title><content type='html'>Currently listening to Ayumi's CAROLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;SHIROIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII YUKI GA MACHI WOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway I have finally decided to blog, not that the past few days were very busy, rather I just didnt have the mood to blog. So let's start with friday where I went to watch a rather interesting french animation movie in which few words were spoken. Eileen recommended the movie, so me JJ and JW went to watch with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shucks my teammate ask me to play cs!! Will update tml!! Cya!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Edited on 10.09pm on 2nd November-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok finally back home and updating. So anyway, after the french movie, we went to funan IT mall to have dinner at KFC! Had fun chatting and gossiping about JC life! Then on saturday, woke up and at 11am+ went to Shangri La hotel for buffet lunch with my family and my parent's tennis friends. The buffet was ok only considering the price it was asking for. Saw Gurmit singh there though. Went back after the buffet to play Wii with my brother. It's DAMN FUN!! Next time you guys can come to my home to play!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after, it was Sunday already. Messages werent many as I had already predicted. In the morning, my mum gave me a necklace which I wore for 2 hours before putting it back into the box, ate lunch then it was time to meet the rest at Pasir ris. Was late, but someone else was LATER!! Anyway due to bad weather, I couldnt roller-blade. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, JJ and Eileen kept everything from me. JJ was a LITTLE irritating cause he keep telling me there was a surprise, surprise, SURPRISE, but it was all quite fun. Blow balloons, buy drinks, come back, everyone was there. Yea it was quite a surprise la, so we ate the lee wee bro food, chatted, blow more balloons, and played captain's ball in which I cracked my glasses. Soon, it was time for my presents and they asked me to change into the shirts they bought. Blah blah and it was time to break camp and I didnt want to go back hostel so early. Bought ice-cream and ate it at a void deck then really nothing to do le, so boh pian I chose to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, thanks to everyone who organised and attended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, JJ, Eileen, JW, KW, YN, GZ, Aru, HL, Sharon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday, went to take the SECRET parcel from the post office. The card and calendar are nice! So, THANKS A LOT queen! Will save all the money I got to go to JAPAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, brought back the hamsters! One of them is a very very naughty and active hamster! Keep bullying the other quite passive hamster! Hahahha!! I think I shall call that one BB, meaning Big Bully. The other one my mum say call it Scaredy Cat. Weeeeee...... DAMN CUTE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From tomorrow onwards, I shall bi guan nian gong. Practise will only end after 29th nov! See ya guys then!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS EVERYONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-5165396139719401013?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5165396139719401013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=5165396139719401013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5165396139719401013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5165396139719401013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/11/bi-guan-nian-gong.html' title='Bi guan nian gong..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-8297215328049143887</id><published>2007-10-28T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:53:16.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another..</title><content type='html'>Well, as expected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-8297215328049143887?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/8297215328049143887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=8297215328049143887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/8297215328049143887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/8297215328049143887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/10/yet-another.html' title='Yet another..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-4560730246118254586</id><published>2007-10-24T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:12:35.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating!</title><content type='html'>Finally, I decided to blog!! Nothing's been happening recently, just that we celebrated JJ's bday. Details on JJ's blog, but I just want to talk about kbox. Had quite a lot of fun in there esp when there was only JJ and me in there! We sang a damn old song by Lin Jiayi, and it was damn funny!!!!!! Screamed out loud and sang in english even though it was a chinese song. So anyway, we left at 2.30am to scout for the NightRider. Waited at the busstop for a rather long time before deciding to take a taxi back. I bet the workers at the busstop think that we were damn dumb. The taxi ride back costed me $23.40. TOTAL HEARTBREAK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to my market there to see whether the cage was there already anot, but in the end, it wasnt!! GRRRRRRR!!!!!! So me and my mother bought all the stuff for the hamster, then went to have tea at the kopitiam. While eating, this young guy around our age brought this GOLDEN RETRIEVER to the kopitiam there, and he asked the dog to sit while he went to get something. So me and my mum were damn near the dog so we wanted to tempt it to come by making that "ze ze ze" sound one would use to tempt animals. So it turned back to look at us, then turn back. So we tried again, and it just turn to look at us, so I tried to tempt it by putting my hand down and true enough, it came!! It walked towards us then jumped on my mum's lap and ate the curry puff shavings on the table. It even tried to eat the biscuit my mum is holding. Then the guy turned back, and I think he got a shock when he saw his dog resting his paw on my mum!! WUAHAHAHHAHHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came and said sorry frantically and pulled his dog down. He even said BAD DOG!! and gave it a smack on its butt. I felt damn guilty at that time. I think the dog was sad or something, it just lay down on the ground and refuse to move WUAHAHAHHAHA!! I LOVE BIG DOGSSSS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamsters ready. Supplies ready. Only left with the god damn cage!! GRRRRRRR!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends coming...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-4560730246118254586?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/4560730246118254586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=4560730246118254586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/4560730246118254586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/4560730246118254586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/10/updating.html' title='Updating!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-6918898736403783148</id><published>2007-10-13T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T19:29:37.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still don't want to..</title><content type='html'>Well, last week was quite a fun week. I forgot what happened on monday, but on tuesday, I went to donate blood with my friend. I wasnt as scared as compared to the first time, but the same old feeling came back after the needle was poked into me. I was thinking, "Why the hell do you want to donate?! I told you not to donate anymore!!" This time was worse than the first time as in the nurse wasnt that good I guess. Firstly, she couldnt find my vein on my right arm, so she had to jab my left arm. Secondly, she also had a hard time finding my vein on the left arm. Thirdly, after jabbing the anesthesia and waiting for around 1 min, she poked the bigger needle into me, this time I didnt look at it because, IT WAS GOD DAMN PAIN SIA!!! The first donation, I felt the needle going into my arm, but this time, it was really painful leh!! I turned to look at my arm, and I could see blood around the entry point. Oh yea, forgot to add that she said she cannot find my vein cause my arm/vein was too soft. She said I never exercise.. ROARRRR!!!!!!!! SHE SAY I NEVER EXERCISE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She poke in halfway, and suddenly she couldnt find my vein! So she felt around for a while before poking in again. The usual muffled ears and yellowing vision came back to me. This time I saw the blood flow out of my vein rather quickly. Then.... nearing to 3/4 of the packet, I realised that the bag was taking a very very long time to fill up. I thought that I wasnt using enought strength, so I squeezed the thing more vigorously until my arm felt super numb, and the bloody thing still never fill up. Finally this other nurse came to check up on me, and apparently, I think the needle was no longer in my vein, so the nurse poked the needle back in. At that time, I felt the pins and needles feeling on my palm. So finally after a long time, the bag was full and the needle was removed. Could see that the blood was still coming out a little. So after the donation, went to do my lab and back in hostel, I removed the bandage and on the plaster, was this blood stain around the size of a 10cent coin. Went for tennis training after that, where I removed the plaster and pressed the wound until it started bleeding again. Damn dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so that was tuesday. On wednesday, I noticed blue black developing around the site of entry. Lucky my mum never notice. Nothing really happened on wednesday and thursday, then on friday, I got an email from the school regarding the industrial attachment! I got accepted!! Damn happy!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's hamster gave birth to 5 kids, and I decided to keep 2 of them in my room! Officially, my friend and I are gonna keep, but he will be putting his together with mine! So, tml I will be going to look at the cages!! My mother strongly disagreed to the idea of me keeping the hamster at home, cause I think its quite mafan too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still don't want to celebrate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-6918898736403783148?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/6918898736403783148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=6918898736403783148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/6918898736403783148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/6918898736403783148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-still-dont-want-to.html' title='I still don&apos;t want to..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-8975215279321949705</id><published>2007-10-03T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:30:20.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentally unwell</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday I had my interview, cant say that it went VERY well, but I tried my best to answer them so I guess if I didnt get the job, I wouldnt have any regrets. Anyway the 2 interviewers were quite nice people and werent intimidating. The only interesting thing was that the covered shoe that I bought so uncomfortable that on the ride back to hall, I realised that my heel was bleeding. My mum laughed damn loudly when I told her that I wore the shoe until my feet bleed, over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, after class, I went back to hall to have a nap and WAH LAU it was so god damn hot that I broke out in sweat!! But I was just so tired that I continued sleeping while sweating. Wake up, chat a little, then it was time for my match. Played so damn cock, dunnoe wat the hell I was doing. Feet not moving, mind not thinking, eyes not looking. Yup, that sums up what happened. In the end lost, but I wasnt very sad or what. Lose, lose lor.. Not that it was a strange thing to happen to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I have no idea why, I suddenly feel very very pek chek. I don't think its because of the match, ok maybe to a small extent. But somehow, the weeks leading up to today played a part in this sudden emotion. I don't how to say leh................ In conclusion, I am just pek chek. Don't know what the hell I am thinking, don't know what the hell my priorities are, don't know what the hell I should do and lastly don't know what the hell my life is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO DONATE BLOOD NEXT WEEK. I need to get rid of this bad blood in my body urgently. Might have to go alone, but nobody cares..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-8975215279321949705?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/8975215279321949705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=8975215279321949705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/8975215279321949705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/8975215279321949705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/10/mentally-unwell.html' title='Mentally unwell'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1581194371606659092</id><published>2007-09-24T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T00:41:21.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUGE ego..</title><content type='html'>Wah lau eh.. Sometimes I really cannot stand my huge ego. It gets in the way when somebody whom I presume to be of a lower standard than me, tells me something or corrects me. Its like, who the hell are you to tell me this. Certain times I will feel guilty and bad that I felt that way, but other times, I will feel bitter that that lower 'rank' person tried to correct me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, starting to get irritated easy when I talk to someone. It's like what me and my friends say, she just doesnt get it! Totally totally don't get it. In the beginning, we will explain to her, but as time goes by, we just dont have the mood to explain. Everyone have a limit to their patience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think the subject of this topic will read my blog, cause I never told anyone in uni that I have a blog. Good reason why too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents going to thailand in 5 hours time! Hope they have a safe trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK SAY!!! YOU MUST STUDY!! ANGELINE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1581194371606659092?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1581194371606659092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1581194371606659092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1581194371606659092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1581194371606659092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/huge-ego.html' title='HUGE ego..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-34063955679067149</id><published>2007-09-14T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T20:33:44.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another one..</title><content type='html'>Yup, I just had another weird dream last night. As usual, I dreamt that I was pregnant from a 1 night stand Wuahahhahaha!!! I think it started out with me going out with my teammates to a pub, then I got drunk and subsequently didnt know wat happen. Fast forward to 1-2 months later I guess, then I found out that I was pregnant. Haha!! Machiam movie like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after I found out, I went to tell 1 of my male teammate that, well, I was pregnant la. Don't know why I go tell him.. NAN DAO!!!! So yea, that was the gist of the dream. The weird thing is that I was sort of glad that I was pregnant? Hmmmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I ate my dinner at 2.30pm then after jap class at 8pm, I went to buy green bean soup. I thought I could last throughout the night, but unfortunately at 11pm, I nearly died. Quickly msg my teammate staying near me whether she had cup noodle, but she said no, and that she was mugging in the canteen! But, the important thing is that the vending machine in the canteen has cup noodles! So I hurried there to meet her and eat the cup noodles. Damn shiok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO STUDY TML!! REST TODAY FIRST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day: Thank god for vending machines..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-34063955679067149?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/34063955679067149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=34063955679067149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/34063955679067149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/34063955679067149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/yet-another-one.html' title='Yet another one..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-4382356030221817737</id><published>2007-09-09T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T01:41:48.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pubbing!!</title><content type='html'>Just now went to brewerkz (wrong spelling) for drinks with my uni tennis team. It was rather fun engaging in DIRTY talk with them. Anyway I reached there late cause I had to buy a birthday cake for my captain from raffles place, then walked to riverside point. Damn far la!! Nearly got lost there. So after placing the cake at the counter, I went to have a seat at the end of the table, and not long after, the waiter came. I found him damn familiar, then suddenly, I pointed at him and asked, "ARE YOU FROM SRJC?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teammates all thought it was kinda funny cause they all burst out laughing. Anyway that guy was really from srjc, cause I remember he was from odac or something. So, even after I ordered my drink, my teammates were still teasing me. Even my serious senior said that he was flirting with me cause he kept coming over to my side. Quite funny!! HAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my teammate just msged me saying the rest went clubbing after the drinks. Power sia.. And total bill for 20 people is $740!! ROAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I told Mr SRJC to bring out the cake at 10pm, and we sang really loudly. The angmohs in the bar joined us too!! Damn loud! So my german exchange student male teammate suggested kissing the birthday girl, so one by one, the male teammates went to kiss her on the cheek. But not all went to kiss her cause some of their girlfriends were there! Hahaa!! I hope they don't remember my birthday and wouldnt celebrate. I don't really wanna get drunk or get kissed by anyone except takeshi or louis koo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 12.02am, even though official curfew was 11.30pm, but boss said I was 2 mins late only!! LUCKY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick-up line of the day --&gt; "ARE YOU FROM SRJC?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-4382356030221817737?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/4382356030221817737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=4382356030221817737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/4382356030221817737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/4382356030221817737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/pubbing.html' title='Pubbing!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-5070273674468535255</id><published>2007-09-08T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T01:26:05.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden urge..</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, but I suddenly have this urge to get a Ipod!! 160gb one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a248.e.akamai.net/7/248/2041/2667/store.apple.com/Catalog/Singapore/Images/product-black-classic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160gb lor!! Machiam I have that many songs like that. Anyway I thought it looked kinda cool, so, I WANT IT!! Shut up la, no money no talk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yesterday went to NUS to play match. But, in the end I was not wanted as I was told that I did not have to play. I don't know how to describe how I felt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little disappointed yet a little relieved. Somehow, I felt a little 'neglected'. As if I wasnt needed in the team at all. Was a little sad too. Aiya don't know how to say la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never felt this way before. Since JC, nobody ever not put me down for a match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, facing crisis tennis-wise, facing crisis academic-wise and facing crisis emotional-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Hello cloud!! Welcome back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-5070273674468535255?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5070273674468535255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=5070273674468535255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5070273674468535255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5070273674468535255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/sudden-urge.html' title='Sudden urge..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-3436105472388667855</id><published>2007-09-01T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T21:43:19.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!</title><content type='html'>Finally I am back blogging after several days of procrastination. First up, pictures from Sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/skyride1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was Skyride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/skyride2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is JJ trying to act calm despite being petrified.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/jjmouth.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JW likes JJ's mouth a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/skyridelanding.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landing gear ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/lugegrouppic.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was the super fun LUGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/Loving-Couple1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.. Look at GZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/Kids-playing-water1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 Luge rides, we went to play at this fountain thingy before playing frisbee!! Never take a photo of GZ's 6 pack..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/fountain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Songs of the Seas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/argh-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how I felt after watching the musical fountain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/dark.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warh so dark!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/bright.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah kao!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/sentosaexpress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the Sentosa Express back to Vivocity. TWEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/Angry-Mon.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon doesnt seem to be enjoying her meal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/Loving-Couple3.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lau! Mon extra!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that concludes the Sentosa photos! On that friday, after meeting mon and shar at City hall in which we were all late, I went back to tampines with mon cause I meeting the guys for dinner. Had alright pineapple laksa at the Viethai thing when mon invited us over to her house for Okonomiyaki. I have to say that it is really quite nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess mon thought that that day would the last of us, but NO! I had to meet mon to pass her the keropok cause my mum wants to pass it to my aunt in japan. So, I asked JJ, JW and YN to meet me so that we can give her a surprise. And, indeed, it was a surprise! They bought DAMN NICE fried squid, alright chicken and nice har gow to eat at mon's void deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/Mon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon acting cute as usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/Mon--Ang1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how mon looks like when she is surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/grp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet JW is looking at me AGAIN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that concludes the photo gallery! Shar, you can close this window now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I suddenly have this impulse to study. Maybe its because I saw my roomy's degree audit. Wah lau, its filled with As, A-s, B+s and Bs!!! GOD LIKE!!! And I need to apply for my attachment le.. Sian, give me so little time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-3436105472388667855?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3436105472388667855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=3436105472388667855' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3436105472388667855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3436105472388667855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-3455370567979117269</id><published>2007-08-22T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T19:17:24.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, went to Sentosa with Mon, JJ, JW, KW and GZ! After my 1 hour lecture in the morning, I went back to hotel to try to get more sleep but to no avail. Maybe because I was blasting my music, but anyway, at 11.30am, I went down to take 199 and the bus came when I just reach the bus stop. DAMN SHIOK!! So I reached clementi at around 12.10pm, then JJ and JW came to board my train. Gossip gossip until harbourfront, and we went to eat the nice kolo mee at the basement. Engaged in more gossips before going to KW's nature garden to look around. I LOVE GOSSIPS! So before long, Mon came to join us at Daiso and she was wearing the t-shirt I made for her.. XIN KU NI LE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr KW was still not here, and he msged me at 3.10pm saying that he just went out of his home. ROAR!! So while waiting, we went to play air hockey where me and mon had a draw against JJ and JW, then to the car pushing thing. Vivo's E-zone is damn LOUSY!! So little games!! So, we went outside to sit and listen to music with the radish speakers. Oh yea!! We went into Pet Safari to look at the cute pets!! DAMN CUTE I TELL YOU!!!!!!!! We spotted mon's dog over there. Forgot about the species, but the dog was SO LIKE mon man!! It was biting on to the toy and staring blankly into nothing. Quite like mon in physic lectures.. Oh oh!! And the dog's fur looks like mon's hair WUAHAHAHAHAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the dogs, we moved to the hamsters. GOD DAMN CUTE. We were roleplaying with the hamsters for quite a long time, haha!! So anyway, at don't know what time, kw finally arrived when we were at food republic. Just nice gz arrived too, and he happily ate the chicken wing that was laden with my body odour. Damn delicious rite!! Soon after, we took the sentosa express to orchard. Haha! Of course take to sentosa la! First time taking that so asked mon to take pictures, and she gan gan bring a camera with depleting battery. ROAR! Anyway, we alighted at the Beach station to buy the Songs of the Sea's tickets before going for the LUGE and skyride! They had a promotion which was buy 2 rides get 1 ride free!! DAMN FUN!! First took the skyride up, in which I sat with mon, JJ with KW and JW with GZ. Me and mon(maybe just me) had lotsa fun screaming "kai weiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" and shaking the chairs, while JJ and kw were freaked out. Next was the LUGE. It was super fun too!! Mon bumped into my arm twice and she nearly flipped twice. After that we played once more in which I nearly fall out of the vehicle and we left the last ride till after the sea thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around before proceeding to palawan beach to play FRISBEE!!! Super fun too!! Stupid   me went to kick the sand and now my toe is scratched. It was super tiring too la!! Sweated a lot! So at 7.10pm, we went to siloso beach to watch the Songs of the Sea. The whole thing was quite "errrrrrrrrrr........." Only can be watched once. Finally, went for the last skyride and luge. Played the mon, mon, mon, mon game on the skyride!! Shout until my voice change. As for the luge, mon was the ultimate winner!! KNSSS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Vivo for dinner at Terra and chatted for quite long. They wanted to go home after that, but I wanted to go Kbox!! Don't know who suggest one.. Keep pestering mon to go, but in the end, I failed!! HAHAHA! Reached hotel at 11.30pm I think, and I was really rather tired. Lucky never go kbox haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have taken more photos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post some photos when I get more pictures!!! SEND ME!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-3455370567979117269?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3455370567979117269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=3455370567979117269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3455370567979117269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3455370567979117269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/08/sentosa.html' title='Sentosa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-3467323045798394791</id><published>2007-08-16T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T00:10:02.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays..</title><content type='html'>First of all, HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY, SHEMAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had tennis trials, and a LOT of people turned up!!! So many Xiaolongnus man!!!! Anyway, when I was walking to the tennis  courts, I saw this girl who looked like mon from afar!! I felt shocked and scared all of a sudden!! I don't know why I was scared, but yea. And, the girl was wearing a adidas t-shirt that mon had, the white one with red/purple strips on the shoulder there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked nearer, she totally didnt look like mon, but she had this very strict face. Warh! I saw 3 girls from SRJC! Anyway this year's batch is quite good, so finally our tennis team has fresh blood! Cause the whole tennis team is an aging population. After training, told coach and some of the teammates that I not going for training on next tues, and they say that I have no passion. Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are going to have a tennis chalet on sat in east coast, then after we ask everyone, we found out that only 2 people are staying overnight!! KNS lor!!! Like that, I must as well don't stay overnight? Really seriously considering not staying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I added the Japanese level 2 module, and the class I am going to is taught by my previous teacher! Excited!! Actually, I really considered what mon said. She told me to consider not taking Jap, cuz outside can learn, and take something that is useful, so that resume might reflect well. (I think she said something like this, unless I totally didnt catch what she said) But, somehow, I really really felt quite sian. I know what she said was right, but nan de I can take something I really enjoy and want to learn, versus something that I know can help me, but I have to go through hell to learn it. Thinking back, maybe I should have taken a minor, but if I do that, I would be a bald eagle by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, stop with this boring shit. I bet you are thinking, "Why is she saying this?! I don't even want to know about this.." While I was bathing, I suddenly thought of my birthday. Who will I invite if I were to celebrate? Computing people, SRJC Tennis team, Uni friends, Uni tennis team? Computing people confirm will invite, but the others, sad to say, I have sort of drifted apart from them. Last time I was rather close with the sr tennis team, but now, sort of never contact le, and I know its mostly my fault too. Thinking of it, if I were to be going overseas to study, like mon, I don't think many of my friends will know about it. Computing ppl will know, but will my sr tennis team know? I don't think so.. And worse, I totally lost most of the contacts with my sec school friends! I was so close with them last time!! Quite loser hor!! I have really few friends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-3467323045798394791?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3467323045798394791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=3467323045798394791' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3467323045798394791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3467323045798394791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/08/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-4696535677431078235</id><published>2007-08-14T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T21:45:40.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun days!</title><content type='html'>Lets start with Sunday where all the fun began. Met liling in white sands to get the stuff before checking in with mon. Had fun slacking in the room watching the documentary on the national stadium, then eileen came. Soon after huiling n sharon came too, then me n mon went to get brush and decided to go to the arcade when the rain came. Thankfully it was a passing shower so we started the bbq at around 6pm? Guozheng scared all of us by spreading enormous amounts of butter on the food. Nearly fried the satay with it, so blah blah, jw, yn, jj and kw arrived, and later in the night they started to tell ghost stories. Mon was freaked out as usual, and I forced jw to continue with his ghost stories even though it was the first day of the ghost festival. So anyway, after finishing the food, we played fun games in the room where JJ exposed what was in his mind all this time -&gt; Mon, mon, mon, mon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sleep at around 5am, where I kena squeezed by mon and was rudely awakened by birds eating our leftovers. After checking out, we went to play lotsa arcade! Especially the drum game and ddr where mon bullied noobs. Skipped all my lessons to go back home to rest. Later in the evening, met mon to watch Secret which was quite nice and where I nearly got diabetes by eating too much sweet popcorn. Later, went to arcade to play taiko and we got disgusted by the Ah bengs playing para para.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching hall, slacked in the room to research about mon's presents before going to my teammate's room to help plan this sat's bbq chalet. Chatted till 3am+ and my eyes totally wanted to close. Today, I was supposed to wake at 8am for my 830 lesson, so I woke at 8am to off my alarm, then went to sleep and woke at 845am! Seeing that I was already late, I decided not to go at all so I slept till 11am. DAMN SHIOK MAN!!! At around 1145, started my journey home whereby I reached around 1.15pm. Cheong to finish mon's present and wrap it so I was late for the outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a taxi to kovan, then ate fried oyster omelet then went for bowling. DAMN FUN!!! So after that, we went to hougang mall for gelare when me n jj went to get the cake. Actually I managed to hide the cake before mon came back, but JJ told me that she already saw the cake when in fact she didnt know!!! ROAR!!! So yea, ate waffle, cake then gave her the presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE YOU LIKE THEM!! But the shirt is really.. ROAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCE MON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLD WOMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must you go back so soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-4696535677431078235?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/4696535677431078235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=4696535677431078235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/4696535677431078235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/4696535677431078235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/08/fun-days.html' title='Fun days!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1269264804366089860</id><published>2007-08-10T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T19:57:58.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traumatised.</title><content type='html'>Today, I am traumatised because I realised that suddenly, a lot of my money is gone. I am not saying just around $100 or something like that. Its like 3 times of that!! Like, what the hell?!?!?! Where did it all go?!??!!? And I thought I was supposed to save up for my Japan trip.. The worst thing is that my mum banked in $600+ for me to buy things, and my dad just banked in $300 recently, and now I'm left with $477?!!??! ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am traumatised, sad, angry and a whole lot more other feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another thing that made me very traumatised today. Just now, I went to Far East plaza to do some project thing. I went there very happily, and enthusiastically(sp). So I went into the shop to ask the uncle to do blah blah, then went to lido there to buy something. Then after 45mins, I went back to the shop to get the project and suddenly, I thought to myself, "Omg!! What if it turns out to be ugly?!" So, I went into the shop with mixed feelings, and INDEED it turned out to be worse than what I expected. I was so sad. Like, REALLY REALLY REALLY very sad, discouraged and super low morale. So I had to go to taka to get other stuff, then I went to sit down the bench beside this lady, and I was thinking to myself, "Shld I do it myself? Or shld I just leave it like that?" Repeat 10 times. Then finally, I asked the lady beside me, "Excuse me, can I ask u a question? *takes out project* Is this nice? If its not nice, you can just tell me cuz I'm going to **** ** ** * ******."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady was so kind and she told me that its nice and blah blah. Basically I felt a little better after that. Then when I reached the escalator, I started to think that its ugly again. Haahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1269264804366089860?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1269264804366089860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1269264804366089860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1269264804366089860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1269264804366089860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/08/traumatised.html' title='Traumatised.'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-2603349099569174034</id><published>2007-08-03T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T23:04:46.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed..</title><content type='html'>Feeling quite disappointed over how the planning of the chalet has turned out. Yes, I know its totally my fault that I didnt book the chalet earlier. And yes, I know I told everyone that it would be on either on 10th or 11th. So, I cant really blame them if they cannot come/have to leave earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there were various reasons why I couldnt manage to book that bloody chalet on the weekends, but somehow, I just didnt really feel like telling them about it when I messaged them just now. Like, why bother? They don't even freaking care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since mon left for Japan, I started going out with other friends more often, and that was when I realised that some people, they just don't appreciate what you do for them. You plan outings until nice nice, they come and ruin it with their bueh on-ness. Say some stuff that really make organisers' blood boil. Or even don't bother to reply your messages. What kind of shitty attitude is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sent out mass message just now, I only left out 3 ppl, and they are mon, JJ and someone else. Mon and JJ already knew most of the things about the chalet, so dun need to message, but that SOMEONE ELSE.. I didnt message him cause after several attempts to message him, he just didnt reply ANY of my messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're thinking, what the hell? You organise alot of outings before meh? Not alot, but just enough to understand that some people are not worth organising stuff for. So in conclusion, after mon returns to japan, I shall lay off organising stuff for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this post has many "organise"s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry mon, I think this chalet is gonna be another disaster. SO SORRY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-2603349099569174034?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2603349099569174034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=2603349099569174034' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2603349099569174034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2603349099569174034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/08/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-5236884442983757455</id><published>2007-07-15T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T00:33:32.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toki o kakeru shoujo</title><content type='html'>The movie was really very nice!! It had the aww feeling at the end, and the characters are really beautifully drawn!! I especially liked the 2 male characters Kosuke and Chiaki!! So handsome!!!! Kosuke is the smart hardworking dependable and yet fun and he even has ear piercing type of guy(HE IS SO MY TYPE!!). Not to mention he is tanned. While Chiaki is the playful and a little bad boy type of guy. He is those type of guy, girls just cant resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lau!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If some guy who fits any one of the descriptions likes me, I will totally go out with him WUAHAHHAHAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kosuke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ass-no-ryu.com/animeblog/images/tokikake/tokikake_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seaslugteam.com/caps/toki/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know its small, cant find other pictures liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Chiaki:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ass-no-ryu.com/animeblog/images/tokikake/tokikake_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seaslugteam.com/caps/toki/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SO SO SO COOL I TELL YOU!!! ESPECIALLY KOSUKE!!! I LIKE TANNED GUYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, met up with JJ, JW and YN when eileen and JJ caught me looking at a guy. SHUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, got to know something in which I should have known months ago. Thanks for keeping it from me for so long, JJ! HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not affected at all.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-5236884442983757455?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5236884442983757455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=5236884442983757455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5236884442983757455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5236884442983757455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/07/toki-o-kakeru-shoujo.html' title='Toki o kakeru shoujo'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-3464170285476649512</id><published>2007-07-13T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T23:07:04.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My jap classes!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today was my last japanese lesson. Was rather sad that it had to end, cause I was really having a GREAT time over there. Managed to befriend quite a few friends from other courses, and also got to know one of my coursemate better. My classmates are really very fun man!!! All the girls in my class are so funny, and I bet I scared off all the guys by saying "isshou ni uchi e kaerimasenka"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my sensei laughed out loud when she heard that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I seriously lack of hunks to look at nowadays, so I decided to post this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://english.people.com.cn/200407/28/images/0727_866.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAO SHUAI AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wanted to blog about something else, but I have forgotten what it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SCARED OF ORAL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-3464170285476649512?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3464170285476649512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=3464170285476649512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3464170285476649512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3464170285476649512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-jap-classes.html' title='My jap classes!!!!!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-7842165595107850797</id><published>2007-07-06T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T20:31:21.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling quite bad..</title><content type='html'>This morning, my teammate called to ask why I didnt want to go for the HK trip with the team cause he said that one of my other teammate wouldnt be going and they might need one other girl to go so they can share room. Ok, I bet you all are wondering what HK trip? Well, my coach is organising a trip to HK to have a friendly match with a HK uni team. But, the thing is, the trip is on the first week of school, and that means I would have to miss school. Actually, I dont really want to go partly because of the missing school thing, and mainly because of this reason so dumb that I have decided not to say. So anyway, I asked my mum whether I can go anot, and she said better not to go cause will miss school. Was quite relieved when I heard her reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my teammate was asking the reason, so I told him that my mum dont allow cause will miss school. I think he sensed that it was a rather lame excuse, so he asked me whether I want to go anot. I dont know why, but I really didnt want to lie to him, so I told him I was half-hearted. MAN!! I could hear the disappointment in his voice man!! Then he said that I was going to my third year, and this kind of thing might not happen again, and that its very different to go with a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I really know he meant well, but.. I just didnt want to go!! Actually, after that, I was quite pissed with myself for not changing my mind despite him trying to persuade me. Ok, maybe you guys don't get what I mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, on my way to school, I saw this poster saying, "Free 1 hour sit-on-top kayak rental" And I found it super funny!! Ok, maybe I don't know much about kayaks, but of course sit on top right!! Then sit below meh?! Ok, not funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only 1 week remaining for my jap module!! Quite sad, I want to learn more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train back home, I suddenly realised that I kind of miss that bugger.. Maybe my decision not to go is correct..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-7842165595107850797?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7842165595107850797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=7842165595107850797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7842165595107850797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7842165595107850797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/07/feeling-quite-bad.html' title='Feeling quite bad..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-7729676208887030506</id><published>2007-07-01T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:24:17.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAR!!!</title><content type='html'>KNSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.creative.com/iss/images/products/headers/prod16696_hdr_1_6_1.jpg" height="200" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself not to go to the website to see, but somehow I just couldnt resist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY VERY PEK CHEK LEH!!!!!!!!!!!! I wouldnt be so pissed if this player had the same capacity as mine, and doesnt have a radio, BUT NO!!!! 3 weeks after I bought mine, they come out with this shit. PEK CHEK!!!! YOU ALL WUN KNOW HOW PEK CHEK I AM!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on, yesterday had quite a lot of fun at kw's 21st bday party. Was the first group of friends there, so we went to chope the seats at a scenic and windy place. So after a while, his friends started to pour in, and we found 2 of his friends particularly irritating. Anyway after a round of eating, we went to the stairways there to have fun!! Eileen and JJ were acting as usual, while huiling filmed them. IT WAS DAMN FUNNY LA!! So mon, if you see huiling online, you can ask her for the videos. Actually I also want! Waited quite long before cut cake thing and after that, we went down to play at the playground and basketball!! Yes! REAL basketball, NOT shadow basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had enormous fun over there! OH YEA!! BEFORE I FORGET!!!! After playing the shooting game, we wanted to split into teams to play a match, then JJ came over and said something like this, "Come lets play a kame, I be the jefferey!" WUAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA DAMN FUNNY SIAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Totally burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea, I know JJ, you're gonna tell mon that I said desert instead of dessert..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn fun! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-7729676208887030506?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7729676208887030506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=7729676208887030506' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7729676208887030506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7729676208887030506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/07/roar.html' title='ROAR!!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1155630299731837310</id><published>2007-06-29T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T22:12:35.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pains of growing up..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at training, I heard some of my teammates talking about their jobs(they have just graduated), and thinking about it, I have just 2 more years in uni before I would be like them, talking about their starting pay and how far their workplace is. To me, it is really scary to think that I would be joining them soon. In my mind now, its all about, "I WANT TO PLAY!!!", and never, "I cant play too late today, I have to wake early for work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I was telling my uni friend how I pity those juniors in sce especially those going to year 2(eg. lihua) cause they would be going into the depths of hell, then he told me, maybe this is heaven, just that I cannot see it. Maybe.. what he say is true. If you think about it, studying is so much better than working. My impression of work is that there is neverending shit to be done, projects after projects without any break in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least in school, there is a short break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion, to those who are going to start school soon, do treasure it as much as you can even though it will be shitty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw that nice shoe in bugis and IT IS REALLY VERY CHIO OMGGGGG!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1155630299731837310?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1155630299731837310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1155630299731837310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1155630299731837310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1155630299731837310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/06/pains-of-growing-up.html' title='The pains of growing up..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-2959695576707879927</id><published>2007-06-21T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T13:46:11.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jap Class!!</title><content type='html'>My jap class is damn fun!! My teacher is such a fun and cheerful person, and the students are also quite nice!! Anyway, tuesday I had training in school, then yesterday I had training in malaysia, then today, I am gonna have training in school again!!! MY BACK IS ACHINGGGGGGG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to jap class later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not coming online nowadays!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think this shoe is very chio!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://rs.tennis-warehouse.com/tw/big/AB4MSB-big.jpg" height="450" width="450" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-2959695576707879927?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2959695576707879927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=2959695576707879927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2959695576707879927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2959695576707879927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/06/jap-class.html' title='Jap Class!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-6993344589558381361</id><published>2007-06-16T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T23:45:30.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAN PEK CHEK!!</title><content type='html'>Just now I was really really very angry, but now I have cooled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this was what happened. Today, I had a doubles semifinals with my mum. I played rather badly, but in my opinion, I wasnt the only one. So anyway, we lost to 2 aunties, BUT, I wasnt angry that I lost. THEN!!!! After I shook hands with the opponent, I walked back to my bag, then my mum said this, "Actually, I think you play real lousy, although you always go for trainings in school."  &lt;-- This was around the exact words she used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart started to beat faster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as we were leaving, she continued, "Your volleys are so bad, you are not even moving your leg, blah blah." I got so pek chek that I said, "Yes yes, its all my fault.." Then she continued to blame me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like THAT THE FARK!?!??!?!??!?!? IS THIS HOW YOU PLAY DOUBLES?!?!?!?!??!?!?1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not angry that I lost. I am just angry at how you blame your partner. HELLO?!?!?! HAVEN YOU SEEN ALL THOSE COACHING TAPES?!?!?!? You're supposed to ENCOURAGE your partner, not BLAME HER!!!! When I hit out, did you see your bloody face?! It was as black as my cpu!!! KNNBCCB!!!!!!!!!!!!! At that point of time, I really wanted to curse and swear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school, when I play with my team partner, never once did we show each other tempers. Ok, maybe I did, but it was NEVER to her, and I always get out of it quickly. With HER? Haiz, I don't know what to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am never playing doubles competitively with her ever again. NEVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you play with a partner who shows you temper and blames you!??!??! I don't know about you guys, but I cant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached home, and I was bathing, I could still hear her complaining to my dad about me. WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAN PEK CHEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need jap dramaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-6993344589558381361?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/6993344589558381361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=6993344589558381361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/6993344589558381361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/6993344589558381361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/06/gan-pek-chek.html' title='GAN PEK CHEK!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-2718739131773025449</id><published>2007-06-14T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T00:42:11.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PEK CHEK!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wah lau!! Actually I really don't want to blog one, but after watching Proposal Daisakusen Episode 6, I really really very very very pek chek that I need to blog about it!!!!! MON LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very pek chek because that guy went to the post office to find the girl, then the girl went to the guy's house to find him. Then the girl actually gave up her love for the guy or something like that. Of course in the middle happened a lot of things la! But I don't want to say it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER PEK CHEK LEH!!!!!!! WHY CANT HE JUST TELL THE GIRL THAT HE LIKES HERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOW LET THE TEACHER HAVE UPPER HAND LIAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'm beginning to type like mon hahahahah ROAR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST CONFESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-2718739131773025449?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2718739131773025449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=2718739131773025449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2718739131773025449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2718739131773025449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/06/pek-chek.html' title='PEK CHEK!!!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-335071059474042553</id><published>2007-06-09T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T16:21:31.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Day!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday had tremendous fun BEFORE i saw my sucky results. In the morning, met JJ and Eileen at hougang mall entrance cause we were going for KLunch! I was late cause I woke at 10.30am when I was supposed to meet them at 10.50am!! Cheonged out of the house and reached there quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paid $13 for KLunch and we sang quite a lot of songs. Especially oldies which Eileen found. Especially liked Sammi's "she bu de" and "mei fei she wu"!! Wuahahahha sang/shouted quite loudly in there and they forced me to sing Ayumi's M but I just cant sing a jap song alone. I had wanted to pick Can you Celebrate, but they don't have that song!! SUCKY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left at around 2pm and they came to my house cause I helped Eileen record this german movie and she has no vcr. So while eileen watched the strange movie, me and JJ tried to figure out how to transfer songs from his ipod to my comp. Watched the last 1 hour together, so after the show ended, we went to Suntec to meet Sharon n Huiling to get presents. Finally went to Mustafa to get the final present and had supper there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend $9 on taxi back, ALL BECAUSE OF THE STUPID NR6 DRIVER!!! He just zoomed past us without stopping!! BASTARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lotsa fun yesterday! WEEEEEE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-335071059474042553?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/335071059474042553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=335071059474042553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/335071059474042553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/335071059474042553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/06/great-day.html' title='Great Day!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-7666851390799749880</id><published>2007-06-09T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T01:26:57.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grades!!!</title><content type='html'>MY GRADES SUCKED!!! As in really sucked! Felt rather sad though I am already mentally prepared to get lousy grades. Oh well, life is not all about the grades, time to move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog about the fun day I had, tomorrow!! Going to play Grand Theft Auto now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-7666851390799749880?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7666851390799749880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=7666851390799749880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7666851390799749880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7666851390799749880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-grades.html' title='My Grades!!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1881516061382394660</id><published>2007-06-06T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T16:19:15.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!! I am finally updating. There is really nothing going on in my life now, so everyday is spent waking up at 11am, eating breakfast with mum, then play video games on either the Xbox or PS2 cause my bro has moved back! Then, depending on which day, I would either go play tennis with my parents n friends or go back to school for training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am living THE life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results for both exams and hall application coming out on friday. It's Doomsday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes mon, you are that scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys soon!!!!!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1881516061382394660?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1881516061382394660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1881516061382394660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1881516061382394660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1881516061382394660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-i-am-finally-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-2897850963330413778</id><published>2007-05-30T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T16:06:03.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops forgot to add something..</title><content type='html'>Actually I forgot to say that I went for a full body oil massage in Thailand and it was a rather TERRIFYING experience. I went for a haircut first before going to the massage. Anyway, I had to remove all my clothes (in a room of course!) and wear this underwear that they gave us. I don't even know if that underwear had been worn before by anyone. Actually I didnt even think about that point until my mum told me after the massage. She went for the massage too, as for my dad, he went for a traditional thai massage in which the girl folded my dad's body as if it were origami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway!! After I changed into the underwear, the girl came in and asked me to lie down on the bed. I was holding onto my towel frantically and the girl said, "No shy! No shy!!" I wanted to tell her that I wasnt shy (actually thinking back, I think I was), I was just PETRIFIED. So I lied down with my back up and she started massaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts ranged from "Hey! That tickles!!", to "Err.. Is she supposed to touch there?" then to "Hmm, its not that bad afterall.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was before I was asked to turn around to lie on my back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the towel was covering my body, I was still feeling very uneasy. Then as she massaged, the towel slowly slowly inched downwards!! This means that my chest is gonna be EXPOSED!!! And I didnt dare to pull it up!! WUAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!!! Lucky she stopped before it slipped further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end, she asked my to sit up and she helped me wipe away all the oil. I really felt like a vegetable then. To be accurate, its a vegetable holding onto a towel to cover her body..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a rather interesting experience, but I still feel very uneasy!!! Thats even when I have an underwear on, no underwear how!!! HOW TO GO TO ONSEN LIKE THAT?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had a rather strange dream!! I dreamt that I went out with mon, then suddenly she say she very hungry and goes to a food court to buy food while I waited outside. While outside I saw this shop selling SUPER DELICIOUS cake and wanted to go buy, and I met my mum there. In the end, I waited for more than 1 hour before getting the cake, and I couldnt tell mon cause for some reason, my handphone was with her. So after getting the cake, I searched for mon in the food court but I couldnt find her!! I was thinking, "Oh shit!! Where is she?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went out of the food court to find her and I spotted my sec school friend! I asked to borrow her handphone, and I have no idea why, but her keypad is jumbled up. Meaning the numbers not in order. I could still remember mon's number which was 94373523(I think), but I keep pressing the wrong number because of the keypad. My friend was also getting impatient with me then suddenly, mon popped up behind me! My friend left, then mon started to scold me. She was really angry!! I was also rather scared! HAHAA!! She was asking me why I made her wait for so long and why I never call her!! I made her walk around searching for me, blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I said,"But, I wanted to buy this nice cake.." Or something like that, then she asked me to leave! Like, GO AWAY!! That was damn scary I tell you!!! So I was like damn confused, like, huh? And she said GO AWAY again!! So I gave her the cake then walked out of the shopping center and onto the streets. My head was held real low! Like, looking down at the ground as I walked, and I found out that all this while, my handphone was in my bag. WTH! So I walked and walked, then I was waiting at a traffic light when I suddenly saw mon walk towards me and she was smiling(not angry)!! Maybe because I gave her the cake. Then she told me that PS is not that way, so we walked to PS together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dream just tells us that DELICIOUS CAKE SOLVES EVERYTHING!! Weee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-2897850963330413778?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2897850963330413778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=2897850963330413778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2897850963330413778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2897850963330413778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/05/oops-forgot-to-add-something.html' title='Oops forgot to add something..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-2214514442886303938</id><published>2007-05-29T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T13:40:01.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I shall finally blog about the last week. Last monday, went to watch Spiderman 3 at the Cathay alone. First time watching alone, and it wasnt that intimidating as I thought it would be. The movie was ok, and I liked the french man in the restaurant. So after the movie, met up with jj, jw, yn and poof. Its been a long time since I last seen poof. So we went to eat at cartel, chatted, looked for yilin's present then walked around aimlessly. We went back rather early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on tuesday, my parents and I went to Bangkok. First time at the budget terminal, and it is really budget. So we had to walk on the airway to get on the plane and it looked like the scene where some president would emerge from the plane and wave to everyone, then walk down the stairs. I was really tempted to wave, but a bit paiseh. Next time if I go with friends, I shall try and wave, wuahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached bangkok at around 3pm, thailand time, so after checking in, we went to the new Central which was the old world trade center. Had delicious glass noodles there, DAMN SHIOK!! So we walked around then went to MBK which was huge too. Walked around when I spotted a bag that I liked a LOT!! My mum told me to walk around to have a look first since we had so much time. The next day, we went to Platinum Fashion Mall which JJ intro-ed to me. There were LOTS of shops man!!! But, first we went to have a foot massage in which the person told me to wax my leg, ROAR!! After massage me and my mum went to walk around while my dad went to sit are the food court to read stuff (quite poor thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only managed to cover 2 floors! There were really too many shops to look at, but the thing is, the clothes there were damn small! No size somemore! So, I didnt manage to get much. Proceeded to paragon to have lunch and shop again. Anyway a good thing in thailand is that their bra and underwear are all cheaper than in singapore!! MUST GET MORE WHILE YOU'RE THERE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, went to Paragon again for HUGE breakfast. The supermarket there is really really BIG!!! Can get everything you want there. They even sell ready made soup, salad, and other delicious stuff. My dad was sent away to watch Pirates of the blah while me and my mum shopped WUAHAHAHAH!! I bought one packet of instant noodles back, TOM YAMMMMM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea! Everyday, I went to buy the DELICIOUS street food! I esp liked the bbq food which looked someting like satay. 5 baht per stick leh!! OUTRAGEOUS!!!!! Never ever felt hungry in bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last day, we went back to mbk and my mum was really tempted to buy the boxing gloves and punching ball, in the end never buy, HAIZ! I went back to the shop and found out that the bag was GONE!!! Felt rather sad but my mum suggested going to the ground floor to look for it. So I asked the shop attendant and finally, under a pile of bags, I saw that bag. She literally dug out my bag from a mountain of bags. Bought it for 700 baht. Then at 6pm we had to go the airport where I met 3 rather disgusting guys from Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing in line, waiting to get the tickets when this group of 3 guys, probably in uni, queued behind me and talking away. So naturally I would listen to what they were saying. They were saying they went to many wrong places, bought this bought that, THEN!!! They starting to talk about porn!!! I think they went to watch a live sex show or something and one was saying watching that no kick, then his friend said, "Watch on tv no kick, but they are having sex IN FRONT OF YOU LEH!" Anyway, I was rather disgusted when I heard that, luckily my parents were rather far away and didnt hear what they were saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this has been a long and boring post. Thanks for reading!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-2214514442886303938?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2214514442886303938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=2214514442886303938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2214514442886303938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2214514442886303938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-4626314820584623613</id><published>2007-05-17T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T22:59:00.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been quite some time..</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know its been quite some time since I last blogged. I was rather busy for the last few days, busy SLACKING that is! Anyway after my last outing with JJ n that crazy lady from shandong(or was it shanxi?), I had to go back to school for one week to do that BLOODY DDP! In the end, we got fooled by that stupid micromouse. I was actually quite pissed with the mouse cause the hardware, eg. the ICs, resistors, kept failing, and that led to us wasting a LOT of time to find the problem. Anyway, on friday which was the last day, we had to dekit that mouse and I pulled the IC gate out of the board rather violently, and guess what, one of the IC gate's legs pricked into my finger and it bled. Quite a lot of blood came out cause I think the leg went quite deep into my finger. Wuahahaha!! This is retribution!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thursday night, part of my team went to my room to cheong for the project. In the end we didnt manage to finish, ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that shit, I went home and don't know do what and I ended up sleeping quite late too. Was really really tired so I slept till 12noon I think. SHIOK-NESS!! So that marked the start of my slacking period. Cheonged my game, fallout 2 for the umpteen time. Fallout 1 and 2 is the BEST RPG I TELL YOU!! Ok, so maybe it isnt the BEST, but it is really entertaining and diverse! Managed to complete the game yesterday, and after that, I shall kill everyone in the game. I shall be a gigolo, a child killer, a champion boxer, and maybe a made man. SHIOK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to attend a funeral and we went to mandai crematorium. It was my first time there. The place is really 'state-of-the-art'!! It is so high tech, clean, and from the outside, it really looks like a chalet! So after that, me and my mum went to my cousin's house to see her layout cause my parents want to renovate our house. Went there to slack for a while, then went back home at 6.30pm. So when we were at the guard house, we saw numerous small cute birds perched(is there such a word?) on a tree. Then we spotted one exceptionally small one and my mum said that that is a chick, and she asked me to shake the tree to make the bird fall down. So I went to shake the tree and all the water on the leaves fell on me cause it just stopped raining. MY MUM LAUGHED REAL LOUDLY I TELL YOU!!! SHE TRICKED ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM REALLY A DUMBASS!!!Uni student still cannot think!! ARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, moving on, I had tennis training on tuesday, but before that I msg all my teammates cause I thought my coach will only come if there were more ppl coming. But, my coach said that he will be coming down no matter what, and that means I don't have to tell him about how many girls are coming. Then, my DEAR DEAR captain(she's overseas I think)  msged me asking me how come I am asking this since the coach coming down on both days, so I told her to ignore the msg cause it doesnt matter anymore. THEN!!!!!!!!!!! OK I know this is boring but to me it is not!! ANYWAY!! SHE replied me asking me to tell the coach how many ppl are coming  to training, and she says that shes sorry for asking me to do all this chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point I really wanted to reply "KNS ITS GOOD THAT YOU KNOW ITS A CHORE!!" It might not sound like anything to you, but those who have held leadership position should know. It really SUCKS when NOBODY replies you, but you have to tally the total attendance and stuff. This is the MAIN reason why I do NOT want to be the captain of the team. And I think my captain li shuo dang ran think that I will WANT to be the next captain. DO NOT THINK LIKE THAT PLS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway a HANDFUL did reply and I told the coach. So on tuesday, I went to training from home, then on the train ppl started replying me. KNS!!!!!!!! Don't want to reply earlier, then now then tell me don't want to come. Anyway that is expected, but turns out everyone is not coming! So in the end, I was the only one that turned up for training, so I trained with the guys team. And NO mon, I did NOT flirt with the guys ok! Although I was rather tired after the training, HEH HEH HEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after training, went back to hall to pack my stuff, cause I'm moving out of hall, then next day mum came to help me move the stuff back. DAMN heavy sia!! Body aching liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually just now after tennis, I thought about the 'plans' I have for my holidays and I realized that I don't have any outings with my friends!! *HINT HINT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite loser right! Wuahahha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-4626314820584623613?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/4626314820584623613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=4626314820584623613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/4626314820584623613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/4626314820584623613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/05/been-quite-some-time.html' title='Been quite some time..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-3813220535402130664</id><published>2007-05-06T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T01:47:12.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partially free at last..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, went out with JJ and eileen to Vivocity. Had tons of fun crapping and chatting with them!! First went for undelicious dinner at the food court, then to the cinema to check the timings for Spiderman 3 although we knew that there werent good timings left. That was when the TERROR begin. JJ dragged me to numerous shop to try and force scary clothes onto me. In the end, he managed to force 2 tops on me in Forever 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BET HE IS GONNA BLACKMAIL ME WITH THE PICS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the spree, we went to buy that HEAVENLY drink from GODIMA. It is really SHIOK man!!! DAMN THICK DAMN SHIOK!!!!!!!! Then I wanted to go queue for the doughnuts cause I promised my mum to get them. While we were waiting, JJ kept acting!!! As in he will walk beside us and act as if he just saw us, then we would engage in SUPER funny conversation!! DAMN FUNNY I TELL YOU!! WUAHAHAH!!! So after doughnuts, we went to snack at carl's junior and continued our crap talking. Left to catch the last train back in which something happened so when I reached Serangoon, there werent any buses left and I had to take taxi back. DAMN SMRT!! Oh yea, Vivocity's arcade SUCKS LIKE HELL!!! The pool charges were expensive too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so now onto the 6 idiosyncrasies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I get real pissed and agitated when my surroundings are really untidy or dirty. I might even talk gibberish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I always go pee first before sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I get real pissed when I play bad tennis, and when I am pissed, I get violent thoughts where I just want to kill my opponent by blasting the ball into their face. So when anyone of you are playing me in a bad mood, do look out for balls coming into your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I like to listen to the same song over and over again until I become sick of it. Then I change to a new song and the cycle repeats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I like tragic and dramatic love stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Lastly, I tend to imagine myself being in a tragic love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not tag anyone cause there isnt anyone left untagged.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-3813220535402130664?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3813220535402130664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=3813220535402130664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3813220535402130664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3813220535402130664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/05/partially-free-at-last.html' title='Partially free at last..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1838291034798554265</id><published>2007-05-03T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T19:30:10.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Totally totally totally demoralized. I have really HAD ENOUGH OF ALL THIS SHIT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LABS, PROJECTS, DIFFICULT EXAMS, I HAVE HAD IT ALREADY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THIS SHIT JUST NEVER SEEM TO ENDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think, "FINALLY EXAMS ARE OVER!!" NO!! YOU STILL HAVE A BLOODY PROJECT TO COMPLETE IN LESS THAN ONE WEEK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR DROPPING, SWINGING MOODS, GAINING WEIGHT, ALL THESE FOR THAT BLOODY PIECE OF PAPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEGREE BIG FARK IS IT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$#@#!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT HAPPY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loser..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also had it with 'un-invited' people reading my blog. There is  a reason why I don't tell you my blog. It's either:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't know you&lt;br /&gt;2. I am not close to you&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't see a purpose of telling you that I have a blog&lt;br /&gt;4. I just don't really give a damn about you&lt;br /&gt;(This does not apply to the SRJC tennis GIRLS, and 2s23 people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I have never told you about my blog, JUST READ AND SHUT UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP MAKING USE OF ME OR MY FRIENDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1838291034798554265?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1838291034798554265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1838291034798554265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1838291034798554265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1838291034798554265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/05/totally-totally-totally-demoralized.html' title=''/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-2543271909594144626</id><published>2007-04-30T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:12:15.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad bald eagle</title><content type='html'>I want to talk about some idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My alarm rang at 8am. I woke and off-ed it thinking, "Ahh, just let me sleep for 10 more mins"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opened eyes again at 9am. I thought to myself, "Wat the?! Aiya 10 more mins!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.15am, "What the hell?!?! So late le!! I better wake up, but the weather is so nice to sleep, and I am so tired.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I woke at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid lazy bloody idiot!! HAVEN STUDY FINISH STILL WANNA SLEEP SO MUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for friday 11am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way behind study schedule.. CATCH UP!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-2543271909594144626?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2543271909594144626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=2543271909594144626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2543271909594144626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2543271909594144626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/04/bad-bald-eagle.html' title='Bad bald eagle'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-1281093283754948160</id><published>2007-04-24T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T17:35:36.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad bad paper..</title><content type='html'>Yes, I just had a rather bad paper. I THINK I can pass, but that's all. Hope the coursework will help me, and it was BLOODY cold in the exam hall! My toes were freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of all those shit! I have exactly 2 days to finish studying 1 subject cause next week I have 3 consecutive papers. WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING ONLINE?! OO! Mon just came online then went offline.. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I should start studying, not much time left. Just now wanted to nap for 1 hour, in the end slept for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD BAD EAGLE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-1281093283754948160?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1281093283754948160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=1281093283754948160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1281093283754948160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/1281093283754948160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/04/bad-bad-paper.html' title='Bad bad paper..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-3355076536770634600</id><published>2007-04-18T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T16:56:30.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YES!!!</title><content type='html'>I GOT THAT JAP MODULE THAT I WANTED!!! OH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SO SO SO HAPPY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now had to go back to school to consult lecturer, then I had to go back to my hall office cause I found out that the bill was wrong. They told me to pay $300 but actually I only had to pay $80!! So I talked to my hall officer and he told me that I might have seen the bill from last year. I still didnt really believe him until just now, I checked and it was really last year's bill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOONDO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SOOOOOOOOO HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JAP MODULE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK SHUT UP AND GO STUDY NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays its SUPER hot and that makes it more difficult to study..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUT UP AND STUDY LA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-3355076536770634600?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3355076536770634600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=3355076536770634600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3355076536770634600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3355076536770634600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-yes.html' title='OH YES!!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-8600779896319319314</id><published>2007-04-15T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T00:54:38.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last outing!</title><content type='html'>Well, just had our last outing with mon before she officially leaves Singapore for Japan for 1 year till she next returns. Met YN and JJ earlier just to chat and sit around, then at aound 7pm, HL and Sharon came and we just walked around and waited in the food court until shar appeared. Finally decided to eat at Fish &amp;amp; Co, so we went to wait then soon after ordered food, ate, and our main lead was not here yet!! So after dinner, we got to know that mon was on her taxi back so we decided to walk to her home void deck to wait for her. When we reached, just nice she came out of her flat. So she passed us the presents and we went to Mac for CHEESECAKE!! Oh yea, talking about presents, MY PRESENTS WERE DAMN NICE!!!!!!!! She gave me 2 Inuyasha manga which were really really nice!! THANKS A LOT MON!! I LIKE IT A LOT!! So we talked and crapped at mac for a long time. Oh! Before that, shar took a model picture of me WUAHAHHAHAHA!! Looking at the pictures of Japan makes me really want to go to JAPAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO TO JAPAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at around 11.10pm, we decided to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nowadays I keep having weird dreams!!! Had around 3 weird dreams in 5 days!!! Yes, exam period is approaching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 5 days ago, I dreamt that I was accompanying mon to search for some IT device. I think it was a mp3 player or something. So I was telling her that maybe we should go to simlim square cause there are a lot of choices there, but she said something like, "If I go there with you, then next time I don't have an excuse to go to simlim square.." Haha quite strange!! Ok thats all I remember for that dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 2 days back, I dreamt that I was invited to this castle and the owner of the castle was this middle aged man and later, I found out that he was a vampire!! Then I think I was trying real hard to escape the castle then sudden scene cut to this warehouse. Seems like I have a final showdown with the vampire there. So we were trying real hard to kill each other then finally, I plunged my spear into his heart and he died. Then I went to release this girl who was kept hostage and loaded her onto a forklift and drove rather wildly out of the warehouse. Somehow, I felt that the girl would turn into a vampire and bite me, but I heck care. Then, I woke up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last night, I dreamt that about the last outing with mon that we were about to have, but in the dream, mon just didnt want to meet us. Or rather, she just didnt want to meet me!! Haha!! No wonder I woke up rather early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I better start studying now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year is gonna be a short time, 1 year is gonna be a short time, 1 year is gonna be a short time, 1 year is gonna be a short time, 1 year is gonna be a short time, 1 year is gonna be a short time, 1 year is gonna be a short time, 1 year is gonna be a short time, 1 year is gonna be a short time, 1 year is gonna be a short time, 1 year is gonna be a short time, 1 year is gonna be a short time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-8600779896319319314?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/8600779896319319314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=8600779896319319314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/8600779896319319314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/8600779896319319314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-outing.html' title='Last outing!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-2278866875031116604</id><published>2007-04-03T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T23:47:53.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh..</title><content type='html'>Well, this morning went to send mon off  at the airport. Wah lau!! She gave all of us the wrong airplane number la!! Then the day before me and YN keep searching the Changi airport website for the "SQ763", like what the hell?!?!? HOW COME DON'T HAVE THIS FLIGHT NUMBER DE?!?! Then in the end, I decided to call her home and HOPEFULLY talk to her sis. So, I went to call, then mon picked up, I was thinking, "UH OH!! WILL SHE RECOGNIZE MY VOICE???", but in the end, she didnt.. HAHA! So I asked her sis about all the stuff. Wah lau!! GAN GAN TELL ME HER FLIGHT IS Singapore Airlines when it is NOT!!! GRRR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did project until 11.45pm!!! Then my friend fetched us back, and when we were nearing Jalan Kayu, we all decided to go eat prata. Reached home at 1am. Bathed, on comp, pack bag, talk to boss then finally slept at 2am. Had to wake at 4.30!! WAH LAU LIKE TAKING NAP LIKE THAT LA!! My body seemed to be stucked to my bed but finally at 4.45 I managed to tear myself away. In the end, I think I missed the first bus and was late by 30mins!! When I reached, I was kinda afraid that mon had went into the gate!! I was like, "OH SHIT OH SHIT! WHAT IF MON HAS GONE IN ALREADY?!?!?" So JJ asked me to call her which I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stood there for a while before mon appeared with her canoes. Passed her the stuff, took photos, talked, hug then she had to go in le. Actually.. I didnt really feel anything when she went in. Was rather curious when I saw her talking to a guy at the immigration there!! So after she left, we went to take the train. YN, JJ, Eileen went to novena while I had to go all the way back to that god forsaken place. Was rather tired so I slept all the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached Boon Lay, that was when the feelings just rushed into me. Morale was at a all time low. I was like thinking, WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING HERE??!!? WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANT IN LIFE??!?! WHAT FORCE YOURSELF TO GO THROUGH THIS?!?! Normally, all these feelings will come to mind whenever I had to go back to hall after outings, but never when I was in boon lay!! So, its a new thing la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were a torture. Slept during lecture, then during 2 hour break, had lunch then went to lab in which I fell asleep on the table. Then I had to go for the tuts. OMG the tutorials were a KILLER!! I was trying rather hard to keep myself awake, but my body just doesnt want to listen. So I would listen for a few seconds, then after that I just couldnt understand wth the tutor is saying. Its as if he was talking in a foreign language. So that continues for a few seconds and before I knew it, I would wake up only to find that I had fallen asleep. I think the tutors did see me dozing off, but they heck care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years is a short time, 3 years is a short time, 3 years is a short time, 3 years is a short time, 3 years is a short time, 3 years is a short time, 3 years is a short time, 3 years is a short time, 3 years is a short time, 3 years is a short time, 3 years is a short time, 3 years is a short time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-2278866875031116604?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2278866875031116604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=2278866875031116604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2278866875031116604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/2278866875031116604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/04/sigh.html' title='Sigh..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-357008517196191632</id><published>2007-03-31T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T00:11:08.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Strange dream..</title><content type='html'>Had another strange dream during my nap just now. I dreamt that I was in my hostel room and some of my teammates came over to chat with me. Then this other guy who is supposed to be my teammate (although in real life there is no such person) came over too. He is quite good looking and tall!! He started chatting with me and it seems that he is paying more attention to me. I think my other teammates felt that way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was getting rather late and they wanted to leave and that guy asked if he could come over to my room more often to chat with me. MEANING, I think he likes me. BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT, I rejected him!!!!!! When he saw that I rejected him, he was visibly sad(bad english), and he walked down the stairs with slumped shoulders. Seeing that, my other teammate sort of chided me for rejecting him. WUAHAHHAHAHA!! That feeling was really strange man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lame dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams will always be dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, ZAR READS MY BLOG! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-357008517196191632?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/357008517196191632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=357008517196191632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/357008517196191632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/357008517196191632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-strange-dream.html' title='Another Strange dream..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-5896745175108597104</id><published>2007-03-24T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T03:43:52.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun fun fun outing!!</title><content type='html'>Currently waiting for my hair to dry before sleeping. Just had a super fun outing. First, met Sharon, Eileen and Huiling at Clarke Quay mrt station. Supposed to meet them earlier to film the video for mon. So after I met them at the station, we were waiting for the others to come when I saw this girl who looks like mon exit the station. Actually I was kind of unsure whether it was mon because she was only supposed to meet us at 6pm and it was 5pm only!! So we just stood at one side of the station when that mon-lookalike walked to our side. Then I realised, OMG THAT IS REALLY MON!! So I quickly asked huiling to turn away, in the meantime, Eileen and Sharon didnt know wth is going on. I saw mon walk past us without even seeing us when we were only 1m away!!! WUAHAHAH DAMN FUNNY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that, we went to near speaker's corner to film the video. It was done rather fast!! So JW and YN came and we went to @Central to meet mon. Went to Settler's cafe to play board games, and it was super fun!! First played some ugly monster game were I was the ULTIMATE winner cause I scared everyone by snatching the cards rather violently. Next was some pig game which was quite boring, then TABOO where the All-Star team consisting of me, JW and HL won! And lastly, this game called "Whats it to ya" or something like that which tested your knowledge of your friend in which I was the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at around 8.20pm, we left Settler's to hunt for food. Finally settled at Swensen's in PS and started our photography session! We took tons of photos!! Gave mon her camera and that sparked another session of phototaking. Left when Swensen's closed and after a long while waiting for various people, we proceeded to Paradiz to play pool. It was rather fun too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the dilemma came at around 2.30am. I was super reluctant to take a cab back to NTU cause it was really too expensive. Had wanted to go wait at Mac yet again, then mon suggested going to play CS for 1 hour. It was very tempting, but I knew she said that because she didnt want me to wait at mac doing nothing. Was SUPER touched, but I had to reject her. So after leaving the pool place, everyone was thinking of how to deal with the dilemma. Some suggested going to sleep over at their place, but I just couldnt do that. It would really mafan them. So, suddenly everyone hatched the same evil plot!! They all took out money to treat me for my trip back hotel but I ran to the taxi before they could give it to me. Actually HL did catch up with me, but I rejected her haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I have GREAT friends!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-5896745175108597104?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5896745175108597104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=5896745175108597104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5896745175108597104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5896745175108597104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/03/fun-fun-fun-outing.html' title='Fun fun fun outing!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-635266571169399703</id><published>2007-03-23T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T15:51:37.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iced water!</title><content type='html'>Time and time again, I was utterly discouraged by words of disapproval of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like, all these are not worth it. Maybe, to them, its really a waste of time, but to me, I don't think that doing all these are not worthwhile for a person that important..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST PULL THROUGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 2 more weeks to the start of a lonely odyssey. Weeeeeee.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-635266571169399703?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/635266571169399703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=635266571169399703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/635266571169399703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/635266571169399703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/03/iced-water.html' title='Iced water!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-991174850030534917</id><published>2007-03-12T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:44:51.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UBIN!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a rather fun day!! Woke at around 8am to prepare, then boarded bus 109 to pasir ris. The plan was that mon and JJ were to meet at the pasir ris bus stop, so when my bus came, they could board it. But, in the end, SOMEONE woke late and was late by 30mins. So at around 1020, we successfully reached Changi Village. First went to have some breakfast before taking the ferry to Ubin. Started cycling at around 11am. We wanted to go check out Chek Jawa, so we planned our route there, ended up cycling in a circle twice! WUAHAHHAAH! It was rather fun to explore places on your own! So after the 2 loops, we went to check out the other route to chek jawa before finally finding out that all the routes to chek jawa were closed. With the urge for cold drinks increasing, we cycled real fast back to the town area for COCONUT and ICE CREAM!! The aunty cheated our money by saying the coconuts were young, but turns out that they were thousand year-old demons(qian nian lao yao). After resting, JJ had this temptation to go back to mainland Singapore but that was promptly stubbed by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After approximately 45min-1 hour of rest, I suggested going to see the quarry. Ended up going in another circle before reaching one quarry. Halfway to the other quarry, we found out that there was no more time left so we headed back. On our way back, JJ tried the single bike and after numerous attempts and strict instructions by me and mon, he finally learnt how to cycle!! CONGRATULATIONS!! I have to say that JJ is quite a fast learner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally at 3.30pm, we were back in Changi Village. I was sticky and smelly!! JJ went home while I accompanied mon to Sim Lim Square to check out the laptops. Found one potential compaq laptop running on AMD Turion. So next was heavenly dessert before IT Show. It was a little crowded and everyone threw their flyers on the floor!! Bought ink first before checking out cam then went to and fro dell, compaq, lenovo, fujitsu booths. Met mon's parents too. In the end, after numberous considerations, she decided to get the DELL laptop cause it is really too value for money. Although the looks is..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 8.45pm and stood all the way back home!! Went I reached my bus stop, my feet were ACHING so badly that I had to limp back home. So damn pain la!! Ate heavenly mee before sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, a damn FUN and fruitful day!! Next is.. basketball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much is this camera?"&lt;br /&gt;*Presses calculator*&lt;br /&gt;"$5**"&lt;br /&gt;"Ok thanks, I think I will take a look around.."&lt;br /&gt;*Panicks*&lt;br /&gt;"Do.. do.. you think its too expensive?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!! Such a cute guy!! I'm coming back for YOU!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-991174850030534917?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/991174850030534917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=991174850030534917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/991174850030534917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/991174850030534917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/03/ubin.html' title='UBIN!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-5407077365843788015</id><published>2007-03-05T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T21:55:32.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babyface?!?!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my parents and I were going to my aunt's house so we went downstairs to wait for taxi. Waited for 30mins and there was still no taxi, when suddenly this mother with her 2 kids just suddenly popped out of nowhere, and walked right beside us to wait for taxi, then when she saw a taxi turn into the carpark, SHE WENT IN FRONT OF US TO STEAL OUR TAXI!!! HOW DARE HER!!! When I saw it, I signaled to my mum that she was trying to take our taxi and my mum was also very pissed, so she started to walk towards that mother. I thought my mum would tell her off, but never know, my mum walked deliberately in front of that cb and started to wave for the taxi. Finally that ass got the hint and walked off with her kids in tow. I wouldnt be so pissed if she didnt "ZHE!" in my ear!! Bloody hell want to steal taxi still want to ZHE?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to cut hair at the salon near my aunt's place and the hairdresser ask me, "So you are in sec what?" Then I replied, "Huh? Er... I in university le.." The hairdresser was super shocked lor. Wuahahahhaha!! She said I have a babyface..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babyface!?!?! Then that baby must be a really mutated one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanted to include this here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;When is she leaving?&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;most prob first week of april&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;Wah so soon&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;so we have only 1 month left with her&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;Hahha&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;That came across as&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;"so we have only 1 month left with her... YESSS!!!"&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;WUAHAHAHHA WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEee&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;wuahahhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaha&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;i bet ur thinking that rite&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;Hahha nooooo&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;SURE?!??!?!&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss her &lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;Hahah&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;i bet YOU will.. &lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;Ya lor&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;Hai&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt; *sick face*&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;She's... Leaving... &lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;ahhahahah&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;Mm wait.. Who is Mon again?&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;erm im not very sure&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;who is that?!&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha 1 month later, we would be asking that&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;Exactly!&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;ROAR!!&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;Haha when she msg you from Jap on msn&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;You'll no longer know her!&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;then when she calls us, we will reject her call&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;YEA!&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;We should pick up then ask her who she is&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;And waste her phone bill!!&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;like, "errrrrrrrr......... who is this?????"&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;mon? which mon?&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;monica.. lim?&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah yess&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;monica... tan?&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;monica.. from FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;santa monica?&lt;br /&gt;Poof says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG THAT WAS LAME&lt;br /&gt;U.B.I.N. says:&lt;br /&gt;wuahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-5407077365843788015?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5407077365843788015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=5407077365843788015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5407077365843788015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5407077365843788015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/03/babyface.html' title='Babyface?!?!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-7686976915639456408</id><published>2007-02-28T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:41:48.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KAO!</title><content type='html'>WAH KAO I REALLY BUEH TAHAN THAT BUGGER!! He is my lab partner, and today in lab, he really really got on my nerves!!! We were doing the motors/wheels for the micromouse, then the wheel couldnt really turn properly, so we added in the delay. At first the wheel turned better, then later after adding in more delay, it was super jerky. So, I suggested, maybe we could reduce the delay, BUT he say, "NO! Confirm have nothing to do with the delay. I think the problem is with your program." Ok, that got my heart beating a little faster, but wo REN!! Then when I attempted to change the delay, HE PUSHED MY HAND AWAY!! I WAS SUPER AGITATED, AND I SHOT HIM A WARNING "WHAT!". But, he ignored me and continued to tinker here and there, so I just look lor. Then after a while, he still couldnt find the problem so he say he go ask his friend. I waited until he left before going to reduce the delay, compile and test. AND THE STUPID WHEEL DID MOVE SMOOTHER LA!! WAH KAO I HATE IT WHEN PPL DISMISS WHAT I SAY BEFORE THINKING!! I FELT LIKE STABBING HIM LA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so later I went to do the wiring to test the wheel better. Warh super a lot of wires la!! So, I took quite long to finish wiring, and in between wiring, he kept asking me about my program, "why u do this, what is this blah" WAH KAO YOU CANNOT SEE FOR YOUR OWN EYES?!!?!?!! Nvm, after I answer him, he still didnt believe me. MY OWN PROGRAM I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON!??!?! Then after I finished wiring, I had to go over to his side to connect the Vcc and ground to the circuit. Luckily, he left to go over to his friend, then when he came back, he keep asking, "How how? Can turn already?" And I was OBVIOUSLY still connecting the wires la!! CANNOT SEE WITH YOUR EYES AGAIN?!?! I replied him a cold "What do you think....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the worse part. After connecting everything, we were testing the wheel and it was working okay. Then the program disconnected so I had to press this button on the board which the wheel was mounted on. But, he pushed my hand away. NVM!! So his arm was still against my arm, and I lifted my arm to not touch his. AND HE BLOODY HELL PUSH MY ARM AWAY AGAIN!!! I WAS SUPER SUPER SUPER PISSED LA!! WAT THE F**K YOU THINK I AM?!?! MY ARM CAN ANYHOW PUSH AWAY ONE HAR?!!?! I WAS SO ANGRY I HALF-SHOUTED, "EH SIAM LA!!!!" AND HE LAUGHED! I think its a nervous laughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally wished that I had a knife there to stab him and when he has fallen, keep kicking him in the face and stomach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortie just sat there and touched her hair all day long. I wonder if she ever needs rebonding..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-7686976915639456408?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7686976915639456408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=7686976915639456408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7686976915639456408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/7686976915639456408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/02/kao.html' title='KAO!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-5391588630409983559</id><published>2007-02-25T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:20:31.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ASICSsssss...</title><content type='html'>Ain't he a beauty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://rs.tennis-warehouse.com/tw/ProductImages/AGR.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally fell in love with him at first sight, but the thing is, HE IS NOT AVAILABLE IN SINGAPORE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only way to get him is to order online..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions decisions...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-5391588630409983559?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5391588630409983559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=5391588630409983559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5391588630409983559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/5391588630409983559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/02/asicssssss.html' title='ASICSsssss...'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-3260758740910307218</id><published>2007-02-22T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T00:06:39.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Blogging..</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know its been a long long time since I last blogged, I just didnt really have anything to write. Now, I shall blog about the CHINESE NEW YEAR, and more inportantly, new year shopping. I bet you all are thinking, "What the hell??!?! Angeline is talking about shopping?!?!" YES, I AM GONNA TALK ABOUT SHOPPING CAUSE I FEEL DAMN GUILTY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually one week before the new year, my parents already brought me to Vivocity to shop, but just couldnt get anything. So, on the eve of the eve of new year, my parents brought me to AMK Hub again to find, but still couldnt, so boh pian, on the morning of the eve of new year, my mum brought me to the Esprit at Wisma. I was quite lucky to find 2 jeans that I could fit in, BUTTTTT!!!! One of the jeans cost $159.90!!! And the other one was $129.90!! Wah lau, I happily happily go try then when I came out and see the price, I stunned. AND, my mum said its ok!! So I told her lets just get 1 pair, BUT she said, "No! Just get both since you almost never buy jeans!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN GUILTY!! She really spent a LOT on my clothes la!! Luckily we had the 18% discount off all items and after $150, my mum signed up for the Esprit Card so the rest of the items had a 26% discount. But, she still spent a LOT.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, on to the new year. On the first day of new year, woke damn early to go to Malaysia, Mersing. So, the days were spent by playing mahjong in which I won quite a lot on the first day, but consequently lost all of them in the following days, playing with the dog and my cousins. THE DOG THERE IS DAMN CUTE LA!! As in he doesnt really look cute, but his actions are damn cute!! Then my uncle keep teasing it by squeezing its testicles with his toes, IT WAS DAMN FUNNY LA!!! And the dog still happily wagged his tail. HAHA SO CUTE!! I like to pet his head cause he keeps coming back for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok what else.. Miss Liew thinks I am getting her a laptop for her farewell gift.. SIAO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT Fair and Ubin trip coming soon!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, I know its a boring post..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-3260758740910307218?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3260758740910307218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=3260758740910307218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3260758740910307218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/3260758740910307218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-blogging.html' title='Back Blogging..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-117068259172216802</id><published>2007-02-05T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:36:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KBOX yet again!!!</title><content type='html'>The past week was quite a fun one. On Wednesday, met JJ and YN to see JW at his workplace in Suntec. Went to eat nice pork chop before proceeding back to Suntec where JJ forced more clothes on me. Later in the evening, mon came to join us for sucky pasta dinner at pastamania and nice ice-cream at Swensens. Once again, I was super reluctant to go back to hall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, went to meet my parents at Vivocity for new year shopping in which I bought nothing but I did take note of a nice pair of jeans in Esprit. Later, we bought NICE DONUTS and went to the rooftop to eat and look at the view of Sentosa. It was so beautiful there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Notes: Take mon there before she leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Sunday, met JJ and mon first to search for JW's present again but couldnt find any, so after dinner, we proceeded to Kbox in Paradiz. It was rather fun!! And not to forget, SUPER SUPER COLD. The guys left at 11pm leaving only me and mon behind. Screamed and shouted more in there, and around 1am, I was singing and shivering at the same time. It was really really cold la!! So in order to get more warmth, I leaned towards mon, and when she went closer to the screen to choose more songs, I shouted for her to come back. Ok lame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final 2 hours were spent singing half of the song then ejecting. Then there were the jap songs, and the pirated english songs! OMG bth all the pirated english songs!! The singer was so lousy la!! I chose Always by bon jovi and it sucked!! Ok then came the wave of SHE, jay, jolin, zhou hui songs in which we ejected half of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at around 2.45am, we left and I wanted to go to PS mac to wait for the first train, but mon didnt want to let me stay all by myself since it would be very boring, and I didnt want her to stay with me cause she had work. Stood there and thought of it for a while, dragged her to the cab but in the end, she decided to walk me to PS before going. So after we reached there, the mac there was not open!!! That really sealed my options. After withdrawing money, went to wait for cabs. After mon left, I was still super reluctant to take a cab back, so I went to sit on the benches outside PS. Sat there for around 10mins thinking of what I should do for the next 1.5 hours, and in the end, I decided to take a cab back. It was less than what I expected though, $21 from PS to NTU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually considered waiting with me.. *Super touched*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached hall at around 4am, and I scared my roomy when I opened the door. I think she thought I was some thief or something. Slept at 4.30am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FUN!! I REALLY WANT TO PLAY SOME MORE!!!! MOREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-117068259172216802?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/117068259172216802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=117068259172216802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/117068259172216802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/117068259172216802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/02/kbox-yet-again.html' title='KBOX yet again!!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116999990032973009</id><published>2007-01-28T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T23:58:20.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I..</title><content type='html'>I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to go back to school&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to face the whole bunch of projects waiting to be done&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to do my labs alone&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to enter the rat race of society&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to face fake friends in school&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to test my patience by interacting with them&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to force myself to say things I don't want to say&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to sit in my room feeling all lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to meet out more often with my REAL friends&lt;br /&gt;Want to spend more time with my parents&lt;br /&gt;Want to do the things I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Want to beat up the shortie&lt;br /&gt;Want to just get by this semester&lt;br /&gt;Want to shut up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116999990032973009?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116999990032973009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116999990032973009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116999990032973009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116999990032973009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/01/i.html' title='I..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116948240434862899</id><published>2007-01-22T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T00:15:34.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrrr!!</title><content type='html'>I have no idea why, but all of a sudden, I recalled the actions of a certain teammate in NTU, and I started to feel really disgusted. Okay, the structure of that previous sentence is kind of wrong, but you get the idea right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I know she is a really nice girl, BUT when she is in front of guys, somehow, her actions start to change ever so slightly, and she starts to become more 'act cute', and it really erks me!! Is there a word, erk? Anyway, she is counted as one of the better players in the team, so she tend to give 'advice' to others. Sometimes, when I miss a ball or something, she will tell me what to do, when I REALLY DON'T NEED YOUR ADVICE!! I KNOW WHERE MY MISTAKES ARE AND EVEN IF I DUN, I DUN NEED YOU TO TELL ME!! I know she means well, but I just cant accept. I tend not to accept advice from people I don't think are better than me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; ego..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she is in my hall, so she was also involved in the inter-hall games. After our loss, she once asked if it was better to put my other manager to play doubles. Ok, sure it might be a good idea, BUT DON'T YOU THINK ITS A LITTLE TOO LATE?!?!?!?!?? Wah kao, when we were planning the lineup, there wasnt ANY input from you then after we lost, YOU COME UP WITH ALL THIS SHIT?!?!?! When I heard that qns from her, my heart started to beat faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart always beat faster when I get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to punch her, but I cant, so I imagined what I would do to her if I could and after that, I started to feel much better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I know the reason why I am complaining about my teammate, and it is.. the SHORTIE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a workshop that had to be handed in today, and we only got to know about it on friday, so we met up with the rest of the team on sat to discuss and do the questions. Oh yea, dear shortie msged me on friday to ask if she could bring her friend along, AND SHE BLOODY HELL WOKE ME UP FROM MY TENNIS DREAM! BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to sat. Shortie said she had to leave early due to church, so ok, that we understand. Then we started to discuss about the questions, she just sat there twirling her hair!! Then 1 hour later, she said she has to leave!! Ok nvm, that we can tolerate, so in the end, we had to do until 11.30pm before we could leave. AND THAT BLOODY SHORTIE DIDNT EVEN BOTHER TO SHOW ANY CONCERN WHATSOEVER TO THE PROGRESS OF THE WORKSHOP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, my friend fetched me to school and he was also SUPER SUPER pissed with that ass. He said that the shortie msged him on sunday, 9.30pm asking the progress of the project, and when he told her that it is not done, she replied him, "Then how?" WAH KAO CANT YOU USE YOUR PIG BRAIN TO THINK FOR A WHILE!??!?!? NOT DONE MEANS WE HAVE TO MEET TO DO LA!! THEN HOW THEN HOW.. COCK SIA!!! When I heard her reply, I also super super pissed, cause that reminded me about that time when she sent me virus. She dared to call me and ask me then how..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN HOW YOUR ASS LA THEN HOW.. SEND ME VIRUS STILL ASK THEN HOW.. !@#$-ING BITCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to twirl hair so much right?!?! I HOPE ALL YOUR HAIR DROP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to imagine how I would kick her, punch her, step on her, pull her hair, then throw her on top of a row of chairs and hear her spine crack.. Ahh.. I feel much better now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry you guys! I have yet to imagine how I would torture you.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116948240434862899?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116948240434862899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116948240434862899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116948240434862899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116948240434862899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/01/grrrrr.html' title='Grrrrr!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116921200014618406</id><published>2007-01-19T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T21:06:40.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Dream..</title><content type='html'>Just now, after eating lunch, I fell asleep on my sofa and had a weird dream! It begins like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was meeting mon and kw to go escape themepark at some macdonalds, just that that mac wasnt the one in whitesands, rather it was like in this nature reserve. Then it wasnt fully enclosed so you could feel the nice breeze. Anyway, my dad was there too! He was going to escape with us, then we walked quite far when suddenly, my dad was nowhere to be seen, and mon, kw and me were in a tennis court in a forested area! So, we were playing tennis when I realised that the surface of the court was see through and there was a lake below the courts. Not only that, I could see many dead bodies in the lake!! All looking up at us!! Quite freaky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. THAT BLOODY SHORTIE MSGED ME AND WOKE ME UP FROM THAT DREAM!! BLOODY HELL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I replied her, I went back to sleep and hoped that I could continue that dream, but to no avail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulau Ubin!! = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116921200014618406?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116921200014618406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116921200014618406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116921200014618406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116921200014618406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/01/weird-dream.html' title='Weird Dream..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116903949641757518</id><published>2007-01-17T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T21:11:36.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>Man, I can foresee great perils ahead of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, this semester is gonna be a really busy one for me. I have 4 core modules this sem, and all of them have labs. 3 out of 4 have a 'major' lab project that needs to be handed up. Not only that, I have my Design and Development Project (DDP) this semester and I bet this would take my a LOT of my time. I HOPE I GET GOOD TEAMMATES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, my financial status is in dire straits. Just a little more than $10 left to bankruptcy.. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe there are only 2 points, but really a lot to gek sim over liao!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Sunday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I don't think I would be celebrating my 21st birthday. As in, I don't think I would organise a celebration for my birthday. I know it sounds kind of dumb now, but I really just cant see it happening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for this sem to end.. Can't wait to graduate.. Can't wait to go to Japan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116903949641757518?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116903949641757518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116903949641757518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116903949641757518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116903949641757518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/01/ahhh.html' title='AHHH!!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116849703620759947</id><published>2007-01-11T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T14:30:36.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg school has started?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Currently listening to Wen Bie by Jacky Cheung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days were rather fun! On monday, I reformatted my computer, on tuesday I went out with mon and JJ, then today, I went to crash mon's accounting lecture in SIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall just skip to tuesday since I believe nobody wants to know the 'adventures' I had when reformatting my laptop. So, on tuesday, after sitting through 3 horrendous(sp) hours of lecture, I went back to hotel room to bathe before meeting mon at City Hall. Promptly proceeded to eat heavenly char siew rice and indian rojak at waterloo street. THE POTATOES ROCKSSS!!! Anyway, before we realised, it was already 2.40, 15 mins before our movie! So we walked to the Cathay to watch "A Night at the Museum".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUMB DUMB! YOU GIVE ME GUM GUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally love the terracotta warrior.. Wuahahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that we went to meet JJ and walked to some kopitiam near SMU for dessert, then to Marina Square to walk around before going to Crystal Jade for dinner. JJ had some nice peanut soup noodle thing which ROCKED! Sat there chatting for quite a long time then went to see cute hamsters and rabbits at the pet shop then to Gelare for waffle ice-cream and more gossiping. At around 10.45pm, we went to take the train home. Actually I really didnt want to go back to hotel that soon. I wanted to go to a pub, but when I got on the train, all the energy in me disappeared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, after 2 hours of lecture, I rushed to eat lunch before meeting mon again at Clementi. Went to SIM to crash her accounting lecture which was rather boring!!! Oh yea, they even had the notes printed out and there were refreshments!! So interesting!! Being the kiasu student that I am, I took their THICK notes and drank their tea. Weee!! So after the 3 hour lecture, we proceeded to IMM and had fun in Daiso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus back, I sort of drifted off when I thought of something interesting!! Hope that in the end, everything works out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO JAPANNNNNNNNNNnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man.. I keep having this sick feeling in the gut.. Something is wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must play MORE!!!!! MOREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116849703620759947?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116849703620759947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116849703620759947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116849703620759947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116849703620759947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/01/omg-school-has-started.html' title='Omg school has started?!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116807939924676600</id><published>2007-01-06T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T18:29:59.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt-ridden..</title><content type='html'>Well, just came back from inter-hall games tennis semi finals match in which our team lost and the overall score was 2-3. I have to say that it was a rather close fight. Anyway, after everything was over, my teammates and I, including my other tennis manager, went to the canteen to eat when our sports secretary approached us. He told us that it was a rather close fight although the other hall sports sec said that we should have won. Then.. I saw it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other tennis manager cried. Even before we reached the canteen, it was very evident that he was very disappointed. Its as if he was putting all the blame on himself when it really wasnt his fault!! In fact, I really think that most of the blame should be on me since I really did very few things for the team. At that point of time when I saw him cry, I really felt like crying too, but I held back cause cannot xia suay in front of my teammates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, he asked if I was going back home cause he stays near me and can go back with me, but I said that I was going straight home and not going back to hall first. Come to think of it, I really should have went back to hall first with them cause I could sense that he needed some sort of company? Or maybe I was thinking too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my current and ex IVP captains (both from my hall) asked me to consider taking Industrial Orientation (8 weeks during holidays) instead of Industrial Attachment (22 weeks) cause they want me to be the next captain of the IVP team. When I heard that, I really had mixed feelings. Although I was quite happy they chose me, I really don't think that I would be a good captain. Look what I did to the SRJC team..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, honestly, the only reason why I was the SRJC captain was because I was 'significantly' better in tennis than the others. (Sorry to Alene and Yvonne!) My leadership qualities are close to NIL. Like that how to lead a team of players who are equal or better than me in tennis?! How can I convince them to follow my instructions?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just too wishy-washy/indecisive, too lazy, too little passion, and if I were to be forced into that position just like in the case of my hall, I believe I wouldnt put in my utmost effort for the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please tell me a way to reject them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116807939924676600?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116807939924676600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116807939924676600' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116807939924676600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116807939924676600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/01/guilt-ridden.html' title='Guilt-ridden..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116790319842867238</id><published>2007-01-04T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T19:45:22.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ!!!</title><content type='html'>Just woke up at 4pm just now. Anyway, had quite a fun chalet and bbq at downtown east yesterday, while on the day before yesterday, played tennis with JJ and mon!! It was rather fun watching mon get hit by the ball by JJ. Could even hear the thud. Even though it rained 30mins after we played, our spirits did not dampen!! So after tennis, we bathed then went to Hougang to eat heavenly chicken rice then crap at Gelare for 2 hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for yesterday, had to register my modules first before going to tamp to meet mon. In super quick time, we bought the stuff and checked into our LARGE room. The room was so much better than those in block L even though we got the showcase BBQ pits. So we slacked in the room, ate the noodles cooked by my mum and watched tv. Not forgetting our crapping sessions. So at around 4pm, JJ arrived, I was forced to bring a old woman to the 4D booth, we bought 4D and the food arrived. So we brought all the food back and slacked in the room further watching Gigi. Then finally, we decided to start the fire and after several failed attempts, I finally got that damn fire started. Then just as we were about to start bbqing, IT BLOODY HELL STARTED RAINING!!! The other guys arrived, and we still didnt want to stop bbqing cause it was so wasted!! MY FIREEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 3 of us bbq-ed under the rain, then shar came and just nice, the food was ready too. Everyone retreated into the room after the rain got too heavy. So me and mon decided to bbq using an aluminium tray, so after maybe around 20mins, another fire was ready outside the room! Had fun crapping and bbqing at the same time. After shar left, huiling and sharon arrived, followed by kw and ll. Kw scared mon with his ghost stories and I was forced to accompany mon while she bathed. Her scream is damn scary lah!!! So everyone was back in the room at 3am I think. Played murderer, heartattack, bridge until 7am when ll, kw and poof left, leaving me mon jj and yn in the room. By that time, we were all rather bored with the games when mon suggested the memory game. Left at 9.45am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite tired, BUT I STILL WANTED TO PLAY!!! So reached home at 10.45am, bathed and had breakfast with my mum before collapsing on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something bothering me.. Is it school or another matter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I must play more!! It seems that my time with mon is depleting rapidly. Weeeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO PLAY MORE!!!! G-STRING!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116790319842867238?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116790319842867238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116790319842867238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116790319842867238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116790319842867238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2007/01/bbq.html' title='BBQ!!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116740343341858354</id><published>2006-12-29T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T22:46:39.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruitful days</title><content type='html'>The days after my return were spent rather fruitfully. On the 27th, I had a tennis chalet cum bbq at Downtown East. So in the early afternoon, I had to rush to Hougang point to get a Christmas gift for the gift exchange. Next, went to pasir ris to meet some of the teammates for lunch and grocery shopping. So after checking in, we slacked in the room till 4pm before going to Sakae there to meet another teammate. Then went to arcade to play photohunt. I REALLY wanted to play the basketball game but they were giving me weird looks when I suggested that. Only one supported me, but in the end never play. WHATS WRONG WITH PLAYING BBALL GAME??!?! Why they grow up so fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to collect the food and proceeded to start the fire. It was my first success in starting the fire!! Ok, so what if it wasnt the big pit. We had another smaller bbq 'pit' which was actually an aluminium tray with charcoal in it. So while the others were standing up bbq-ing, me and another 2 teammates were sitting by the smaller pit. It was much more fun using the smaller one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental note : Sitting while bbq-ing is FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the guys came, then we, talk talk gossip gift exchange crap crap, then slowly, the crowd went home leaving only 4 of us staying overnight. I wasnt very tired so me and another teammate chatted while drinking beer and the other 2 just slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, wake bathe pack pack then off to tampines to meet mon to go to Bugis. I had to get a present for madeline's 21st birthday so I asked mon and shar to help me. Shar the unexperienced one was having severe stomach cramps so after arcade and mon left for class, we went to starbucks again. She was seriously comtemplating whether to go home anot when the cramps suddenly stopped. So I was rather happy, shar was happy, mon was JEALOUS that shar has a RICH bf. Walked shar off to the mrt then we went back to search for stuff. Blah blah blah and I was back at pasir ris for the party. Walked all the way into Aloha Loyang in the heavy rain. I could almost hear the sad music playing in the background. I was telling myself that if a car were to splash water on me again, I would gladly turn back and head home, but luckily that didnt happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party Summary : Talk talk eat talk eat see kw's gf talk talk laugh cut cake take picture watch tv, then it was time to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 10.30pm plus and it was time to check my RESULTS. My friends told me that they checked and he had 3 As. Like, wat the. So I was rather afraid that I would fail and blah, but my results were quite ok. Except for the C+ which I got for the subject that I thought I would fail. Overall, REALLY HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today went back to school for Inter hall games tennis quarterfinals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I told my parents about my results and they were quite satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO PLAY MOREEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeee......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116740343341858354?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116740343341858354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116740343341858354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116740343341858354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116740343341858354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/12/fruitful-days.html' title='Fruitful days'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116714931086670441</id><published>2006-12-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T00:09:40.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!!</title><content type='html'>Hello EVERYBODY! I am finally back!! Actually, I didnt want to blog, but after I saw something, I decided that I MUST BLOG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this on somebody's blog and decided to try it out too, and this was what I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: October 28&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 src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't just believe in love at first site - you've experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;You develop crushes pretty easily, but keeping your interest is another matter!&lt;br /&gt;You are very prone to love - hate relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 1st, 10th, 19th, and 28th of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw the results, I was like, "ROARRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!" WUAHAHAHHAHA!!! I will be heartbroken 6 times?!?!!!? And even worse, only ONE true love?!!!? AHHHHHHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the kpo that I am, I went to check out the birthdays for you all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th August - Number of True Loves You'll Have: 5&lt;br /&gt;                        Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th October - Number of True Loves You'll Have: 4&lt;br /&gt;                          Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd December - Number of True Loves You'll Have: 3&lt;br /&gt;                            Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th September - Number of True Loves You'll Have: 1&lt;br /&gt;                               Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lau... I am the worst lah!!! BOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 down, 5 more to go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116714931086670441?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116714931086670441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116714931086670441' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116714931086670441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116714931086670441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/12/back.html' title='Back!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116619694238921005</id><published>2006-12-15T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T00:35:25.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away..</title><content type='html'>I will be going to Malaysia tomorrow till 26th Dec. So if you all need to contact me, you can drop me a message cause I will be bringing my handphone along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get back from malaysia, it is time to check my grades!! OMG! I AM QUITE SCARED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there might be a chalet during the week after New Year, so please keep that week free! Date is yet to be confirmed. I NEED ALCOHOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE!! Merry Christmas in advance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116619694238921005?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116619694238921005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116619694238921005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116619694238921005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116619694238921005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/12/away.html' title='Away..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116602523539527721</id><published>2006-12-13T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:53:55.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeeeeeeeeeeekss</title><content type='html'>Wah lau!! Just now, I was lying on my sofa and watching Triumph in the Skies when I felt something crawl on my thigh. I thought it was a fly or something, but when I looked down, IT WAS A FREAKING COCKROACH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, What the hell?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I jumped of the sofa and scared my mum in the process. She was asking, "WHAT WHAT?? WHAT HAPPEN?!", so I told her there was a cockroach and we summoned my dad AKA Mr Pesticide to deal with the cockroach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISGUSTING!!!!! MY PURE LEG IS TAINTED!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116602523539527721?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116602523539527721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116602523539527721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116602523539527721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116602523539527721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/12/eeeeeeeeeeeekss.html' title='Eeeeeeeeeeeekss'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116592310790432792</id><published>2006-12-12T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T19:31:48.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Feet!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday went to watch Happy Feet with mon. She sacrificed her exercise class just for it. Anyway, the movie was quite ok, not as bad as I thought it was but the starting scared me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the latino penguins!! While mon liked LOVELACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I had to sign some documents for mon cause I was her WITNESS! And when she went to post the letter, a ah pek kept staring at her with lusty eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we went to eat ice cream at Swensens where we talked about condoms AKA Sheng Siong plastic bags. Then.. then.. I forgot what we talked about le!! Oh yea, I finally bought my Ayumi cd!! Its been such a long time since I last bought her cd, I AM SUCH A TRAITOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really rather afraid of my grades..... I don't want to faillllll...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewel is NICE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116592310790432792?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116592310790432792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116592310790432792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116592310790432792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116592310790432792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-feet.html' title='Happy Feet!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116542039148834399</id><published>2006-12-06T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T00:52:43.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is time..</title><content type='html'>Yes, it is time to blog. Lets start with the 30th of nov which was the last day of examinations. After 2 papers, I went to Somerset to meet JJ and mon for Open Season which was not really very good when compared to Over the Hedge. After that, we went to the HK cafe to eat super filling cheese baked spaghetti when kw and eileen came to meet us. So, off we went to kbox to sing our hearts out. KW was scared of us as usual and me and mon scared everyone with our jap songs. So at around 1am, I was summoned back home by my mum while JJ and mon continued to sing till kbox closed. God knows what they did in there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I slacked at home on friday, then went for tennis tournament on the weekends where my teammated and I unleashed our dirty talk powers which were locked up in us during the exam period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was ESCAPE time!! Met JJ at pasir ris at 9.20am while mon was late for 30mins? Upon reaching the theme park, we were greeted by hordes of pesky kids. GOD!! ITS MONDAY!! ARENT YOU KIDS SUPPOSED TO BE AT HOME?!?! So we chionged to the go karts but the queues were SUPER long!! During the queueing process, me and mon continued to talk among ourselves and I BET JJ felt super left out at that time. So ocassionally, we would pause to talk to jj, but then, we just continued to yak and yak with each other after that. So after go-kart was viking? At around 3pm, we were quite tired of the queueing and the heat and we were about to throw in the towel until Rainbow aka 'airpot' came into the picture. So after that, our enthusiasm just came back and off we went for more viking, rainbow and log ride. It was all rather fun!! Except for that group of pai kias that spat on the ppl in the log ride. ASSHOLES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left when the park closed and had dinner at Crystal Jade Kitchen. On the bus there, we continued to yak among ourselves and JJ just sat there by himself. And when we talked to him, he used the techniques that KW taught him to ward us off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When they talk to you, pretend to not hear and look the other side&lt;br /&gt;2. If all else fails, just smile and pretend that you know what they are talking about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So crapped more at crystal jade where the yangchou fried rice sucked then after that it was time to break camp. Overall, DAMN FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO PLAY MORE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116542039148834399?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116542039148834399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116542039148834399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116542039148834399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116542039148834399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-is-time.html' title='It is time..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116455772831951026</id><published>2006-11-27T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T00:15:28.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams yet again..</title><content type='html'>Last night, I had yet another weird dream. It was really really weird, and yet, it felt real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Eileen was in the dream and she told me that I left my bag in the bookshop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD DAMN CPE201 IS KILLING ME!!! COME ON!! 4 MORE DAYS ONLY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116455772831951026?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116455772831951026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116455772831951026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116455772831951026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116455772831951026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/11/dreams-yet-again.html' title='Dreams yet again..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116434297086660932</id><published>2006-11-24T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T12:40:14.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold Toyota Vios..</title><content type='html'>Just now had my paper in the morning, and frankly, I felt rather confident after the paper, but I am SUPER scared that it turns out to be fake confidence. What if all the questions I thought were right, are wrong?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my friend fetched be back from school, then as we were reaching Woodlands, there was a HUGE downpour! Even as we reached my bus stop, the rain was still super heavy, so my friend wanted to fetch me straight home, but I said it was ok cause I have umbrella. WRONG DECISION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I rushed out of the door, I stepped into this huge puddle of water, ok that one nvm. Then I opened my umbrella and walked towards the traffic light. After pressing the button, I stood as far away as I could, then this GOLD COLOUR TOYOTA VIOS just ZOOMED past me and the water from the puddle of water splashed all over my body. WHAT THE !#@$!!! I was super super pissed lor!! BUT!! I DIDNT GET TO SEE HIS CAR PLATE! !@#$ STUPID DRIVER!!! BLOODY HELLL!! I hope he skid and smash his BLOODY car into a tree or something. ASSHOLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum laughed when she opened the door. Grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I felt so much better after a hot bath.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116434297086660932?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116434297086660932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116434297086660932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116434297086660932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116434297086660932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/11/gold-toyota-vios.html' title='Gold Toyota Vios..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116403638683585847</id><published>2006-11-20T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T23:26:26.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 papers!?</title><content type='html'>Other people have 11 papers, so at 6 papers this sem, I shouldnt complain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 papers?!?! THAT IS SICK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as usual, I am super looking forward to the end of 30th Nov. Just now, I was talking to shar about paintball, and she said that SHE WANTS TO PLAY IT TOO. And she told me that she might even give me and mon a SPECIAL deal! So, off I went to find out about paintball just now. IT LOOKS DAMN FUN!! I WANT TO PLAY! Ok, we need at least 10 players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went to the escape website, and it says there that it is opened during the school holidays!! SO THAT MEANS, WE CAN GO PLAY DURING THE WEEKDAYS, which means, less people playing the go karts? Ok, this is so very exciting, so the only thing I can do now is to finish my other FIVE papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just less than 2 weeks left, COME ON ANGELine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116403638683585847?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116403638683585847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116403638683585847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116403638683585847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116403638683585847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/11/11-papers.html' title='11 papers!?'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116369681760839879</id><published>2006-11-17T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:06:57.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally back..</title><content type='html'>Finally, I am able to use the internet without the comp suddenly crashing and restarting. On Thursday morning, had my discrete maths paper. Actually, when I went to the examination hall, I didnt even tried to read the notes again cause I was very sure that nothing could go in. I really tried my best to study the notes and do the past years papers, so no regrets. The past years papers were OMFG!! Like, this kind of question never teach before leh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper was ok, as in I could do, but I really don't know correct anot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days spent without the comp was rather agonizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging from the amount of hair I am losing now, I might become a fat bald eagle when I finish my exams. Sort of like the condor in shen diao xia lu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suddenly in the mood for retail therapy. I NEED JEANS AND TEES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE more papers.................... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116369681760839879?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116369681760839879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116369681760839879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116369681760839879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116369681760839879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/11/finally-back.html' title='Finally back..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116340353532473809</id><published>2006-11-13T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T15:38:55.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its dying again..</title><content type='html'>Currently using my spoilt comp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend just asked me to study with them today at Bishan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all places...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REJECT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to CPE204. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116340353532473809?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116340353532473809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116340353532473809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116340353532473809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116340353532473809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-dying-again.html' title='Its dying again..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116272561170258432</id><published>2006-11-05T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T19:20:11.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man, my home desktop is dying again!! Not only that, my laptop is also giving me a little problems recently. I think I would have to reformat them when I finish my exams. Reformatting means data backup which also means TROUBLESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just recently, my love for return of the condor heroes has REKINDLED. I am SO gonna read the novel for the fourth? time after the exams, and maybe get the series? The cantonese one of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have a basic idea for my dream guy. He must be like Yang Guo! Handsome/dashing, cool, witty, cunning, highly skilled in martial arts, has 2 arms pls, very popular among girls but sorry, his heart only belongs to me. God, what a dream guy, but I think to get such a guy I would have to look like xiao long nu. I don't think I am even remotely close to a disfigured XLN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my horoscope said this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen and learn. You're a creature of action, and there's nothing more irritating to you than not being able to make a move. Right now, however, the stars want you to stop and pay attention to what's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, even the stars want me to study. I WANT TO PLAY!! SHUT UP ANGELINE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised that its been quite a long time since I last went to Suntec, Marina Square and Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala.. STUDY LA!! Haven even read finish the novel how to write essay!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116272561170258432?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116272561170258432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116272561170258432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116272561170258432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116272561170258432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-man-my-home-desktop-is-dying-again.html' title=''/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116257369788292142</id><published>2006-11-04T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T19:40:43.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Got BF ANOT!!</title><content type='html'>Wuahaha this was what my mum asked me this afternoon when I was out with mon and shar. This is a gist of what she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: So who are you out with?&lt;br /&gt;me: That malay girl lor, why?&lt;br /&gt;M: No la, I thought you were out with your bf&lt;br /&gt;m: HUH?!?! What bf?! Siao!!&lt;br /&gt;M: You no bf meh?&lt;br /&gt;m: Of course not la! Siao!&lt;br /&gt;M: You sure anot. If you have bf, you must tell me leh!&lt;br /&gt;m: Orh..&lt;br /&gt;M: So do you have one?&lt;br /&gt;m: NOOOOOOO!!!!! DON'T HAVE!!&lt;br /&gt;M: Hahahaha. Sure no bf anot..&lt;br /&gt;m: YES!! NO BF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, THAT was sudden! Don't know how come suddenly she asked such a thing. Just that day, my cousin also asked if I had a bf. Maybe its because there was a time where I put my msn nick as, "My BF is a fly and I crippled it.." Something like that I think. Sigh.. Wait slowly bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I was brutally abused by mon. She used her elbow to hit me, pulled my hair, spray water on me and hit my head several times. Wah lau!! Last time in pri and sec school, I was the one doing all the beatings. Now, retribution liao lor! God sent a MONster to attack me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how I can survive 1 month in Japan with her. Maybe come back in body full with bruises.. Wuahahah fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, that MONster said Hello meow meow instead of Hello Kitty. WUAHAHHAHAH DAMN FUNNY!!!! And when I laughed at her, she hit me in the head again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la k la.. 3 months of wasabi treatment la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116257369788292142?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116257369788292142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116257369788292142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116257369788292142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116257369788292142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-got-bf-anot.html' title='You Got BF ANOT!!'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116248003229243912</id><published>2006-11-02T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T02:08:23.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another strange dream..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday marks the start of the strange dream period. As usual, I start having strange dreams when it is nearing the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I dreamt that I was waiting for the lift with mon and a group of friends. Then suddenly, I asked mon how did she do for her exams(A levels I think). Maybe in my dream, she went to retake. So she said, "Not very good, I have an E" Then I asked her what were her other grades, and she said, "A B E". Then I said, "Good what, like that confirm can make it into uni de!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was rather happy in that dream and I woke up only to realise that it was only a dream. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was my last tennis training until after the exams. Played for 10mins when the rain came. The rain was rather strange, we could hear it, but it wasnt near us yet. So suddenly, my friend said, "ITS COMING FROM THAT SIDE!!!" then we turned to see the raindrops approaching us and we ran for our lives. Quite funny la. So we were sitting at the shelter there when my coach approached us with umbrellas. I think he also didnt want to have training cause we had to roll the courts so we all went for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was dirty talking with my teammates as usual when my coach asked if I would dirty talk in front of the guy I like. Then I said, "Err.. I don't know leh. Maybe I will continue talking like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know you all can see this anot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;愛雖然很美妙　卻不能為了寂寞&lt;br /&gt;又陷了泥沼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛要耐心等待　仔細尋找　感覺很重要&lt;br /&gt;寧可空白了手　等候一次　真心的擁抱&lt;br /&gt;我相信在〔這個〕世界上　一定會遇到&lt;br /&gt;對的人出現〔在眼角〕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;Its the lyrics of a song by dai ai ling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala. I shall continue to wait..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116248003229243912?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116248003229243912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116248003229243912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116248003229243912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116248003229243912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-strange-dream.html' title='Another strange dream..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116220379572540640</id><published>2006-10-30T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T18:26:31.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Old..</title><content type='html'>On sat, my mum was gonna have a steamboat to celebrate my birthday so I had to help her do some cleaning cause she invited her tennis friends over too. The steamboat was nice! Then we watched some french movie that we bought from SCV video-on-demand. Finally slept at 2.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for cool chalet outing yesterday to celebrate my birthday. First, went to meet mon at Tampines MRT station at 8am before proceeding to WhiteSands on Sunday. Ate bad macDonalds pancakes before going to NTUC to get BBQ stuff. All this while I was wondering why mon chose to meet me so early since we could meet in the afternoon for cycling then BBQ. So she was saying that there is no ATM at Pasir Ris Park so I mentioned that Downtown East have, and she thought that I guessed correctly that we were going to Downtown East when in fact I said that cause Downtown East was near to Pasir Ris park and we could make a stop there. Yup, so I was quite lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we left our bags at the counter and the hot dogs at the lockers in the TOILET, we promptly proceeded to Escape theme park! First ride was the small ferris wheel thing where we squeezed ourselves into the tiny 'container'. Then to the superman theme where I got a little dizzy. Next to the spinning thing then to viking I think. NEVER, I repeat, NEVER sit beside mon when riding Viking. Her scream is SCARY!! So after the spine chilling experience, we went for heavenly GO-KART. IT WAS THE BEST RIDE I HAD. First we went to the amateur track in which mon was my pillion rider. Then next, it was mon's turn to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self : Never ride mon's car when she is driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The track had this slope up and a rather sharp turn and when it was mon's turn to go up, she just turned too sharply that we knocked into the side of the track. I was like, "OIE OIE OIE!!!" Wuahahaha.. damn funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she was a really fast learner cause she overtook me TWICE in the advanced track. GRRR!! Mon and I thoroughly enjoyed the Go-Kart so we went back for more even though the guys were here. We abandoned them and just went to play go-kart. Waited for 1 whole hour just to have 2 mins of thrill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we went for the log ride before returning back to the chalet cause we had this feeling that JJ was getting angry. So when we went back, JJ, KW, Poof, YN, GZ and Eileen were already there. Ate and ate before Eileen said that she had to leave for project meeting, then ok lor, she left and we continued eating. Then 10mins later, she emerged with the birthday cake. Quite a surprise la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is getting long, so anyway, after eating, they gave me my presents and open open talk talk then poof n yn have to leave so kw drove them home leaving me mon eileen gz n jj at the bbq pit playing Indian poker. It was rather fun conning GZ to change his card. Wuahahahaha, and as usual, JJ was the scary betrayer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11.30++, jj and gz had to leave, so that remains poor kw with scary mon and me and eileen. Played silly card games to clear the food and then we cleared the area and moved back into the room where mon took 45mins to bathe. So after everyone was clean and comfy, kw took us out for a ride and we went from Changi Village to HarbourFront to Bukit Timah then back to Pasir Ris. By the time we returned at 5am, we were all half dead so we promptly went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got awakened by numerous alarms and we checked out at 1015. And I forced mon to bring me somewhere to eat. I FINALLY WENT TO HER HOUSE, her mum looks really young and her tv ROCKS. So blah blah, went to cartel for set lunch then back to her house to get my stuff and I was on my way back to school. Slept all the way to Boon Lay cause I was really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I REALLY ENJOYED MYSELF! Thanks to mon and JJ for organising this EVENT, and Eileen, KW, poof, GZ, YN for attending it. *touched*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I have to bi guan nian gong already. Exams in 2 weeks time. SCARY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116220379572540640?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116220379572540640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116220379572540640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116220379572540640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116220379572540640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/10/officially-old.html' title='Officially Old..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116195992059537401</id><published>2006-10-27T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:38:40.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last one before turning old..</title><content type='html'>Well, this would be my last post before turning 20. Someone once told me to grow up when I reach 20, but I don't think that's gonna happen. Haha, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today went out with my mum. First went to string my mum's racket before going to VivoCity. It is super big!! Quite a lot of shops weren't open yet but I quite like the wading pool on top of the shopping center. Can foresee myself wading there next time when I am out with you guys. Also, I saw E-ZONE there!! From the looks of it, I think it would be a rather big outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, some teenage girl knocked into my mum's breast and my mum said it was rather painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeee............ OLD LIAO LOR.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116195992059537401?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116195992059537401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116195992059537401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116195992059537401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116195992059537401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-one-before-turning-old.html' title='Last one before turning old..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116178266100583323</id><published>2006-10-25T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T21:24:21.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it gets more exciting..</title><content type='html'>Well, today I had to hand in my lab, but I didnt manage to finish! We were supposed to do a calculator which is capable of adding and subtracting, but our's could only add. But, somehow, I didnt really panic even though we couldnt finish it. So is this good or bad? My partner and I wrecked our brains trying to find the problem to no avail. Can subtract 2 digits correctly then how come 4 digits cannot?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I conveniently skipped my accounting lecture to figure out what's wrong with the circuit, so that means my accounting is DEAD. Hope tomorrow I can borrow somebody's solutions to copy. Considering I do not know anyone in that lecture, it is going to be an uphill task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days were spent waiting for Sunday. I BELIEVE that I will thoroughly enjoy myself on Sunday, but on Monday when I get back to school, it would be hell all the way till end of exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday come quick..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116178266100583323?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116178266100583323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116178266100583323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116178266100583323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116178266100583323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-it-gets-more-exciting.html' title='And it gets more exciting..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116092161892747925</id><published>2006-10-15T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:13:38.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, friday met up with mon to get some stuff before stuffing ourselves silly in Sakae sushi. Tried our best to chat while being constantly blasted by sec sch stereos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on sat, it was JJ's 21st birthday celebration. It  was rather fun. After eating, chatting and playing wheel of fortune, we finally went down to the basketball courts where me and mon played shadow basketball. KW was freaked out by us as usual. So, the guys when to get alcohol and I was in this big dilemma(sp) as to whether I should stay over or go home, and as usual, I left the decision to mon. Gosh, I am really indecisive. So in the end, we decided to go home at 11pm and waited for eileen for 30mins before going off by ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I realised that it was a good decision to leave cause I was rather tired when I reached home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, now to what happened just now when I was chatting with my mum. During dinner, my mum told us that my aunt decided to live in Japan because the things there are so organized and the service is very good compared to Singapore. Then she said that we shall see it for our own eyes when we go to japan after I graduate. So, I said, "Actually me and mimiyan plan to go to japan 3-4 years after I graduate for backpacking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT SHE SAID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied, "NO! I want you to accompany me there."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Yea, I will be going with you first after I grad, but after 4 years of working and saving, I will go with her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't like the idea of you going. What if something happens to you? I will be hurt forever.(something around this line, I forget the exact one) Being the only daughter, you have the responsibility to blah blah, i forgot le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even ****** also realise that being the only daughter, she has responsibilities. (****** is my outside tennis friend) She once told me that she doesnt anyhow go out cause she knows that she has to take care of her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was speechless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, she asked me, "So are you angry after you heard what I said?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still in a daze so I replied no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I thought more about it, and something in me started to sizzle. WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY RESPONSIBILITIES?!?!? Ok, I know I have the responsibility to take care of my parents, but does that mean that I have to give up on my dreams!??! AND, its not like I am going to war or Iraq, ITS GOD DAMN JAPAN!!! Also, I am not going with some weakling, its MONICA LA! The girl who saved us from paying extra even though we wasted lots of food in Sakae!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOTALLY CANNOT UNDERSTAND MAN!! ITS OK IF SHE WORRIES, BUT WHEN IS SHE GONNA LEARN THAT I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I sound like some teenage lian. Haha.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, my mum still does not have enough confidence in me. So, from now on, I would have to strive to gain her confidence through studies and work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOSH!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116092161892747925?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116092161892747925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116092161892747925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116092161892747925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116092161892747925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/10/well-friday-met-up-with-mon-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8704238.post-116067048147386651</id><published>2006-10-13T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T00:28:01.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats going on man..</title><content type='html'>I don't really now what's going on in my life on. Time seems to fly past so quickly nowadays that I cant really get a grip on reality. Every week, its just labs, tutorials, lectures and trainings then reaching hall after 1030pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as in Thursday, my roomy told me that she was going back home. I replied saying that its quite rare that she goes back on thursdays since she always stays still friday although she doesnt have classes on that day. Then she said, "How come you so free everyday?" A rather relevant question since I downloaded Super Puzzle Fighter on wed and she saw me playing games for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the thing is, how can a computer engineering student be free everyday?! I am not saying that shes wrong, but it seems that I am not doing any work in hall! Ok, I don't know what I am trying to get across to you, so just ignore me.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week, I kept falling asleep in my accounting lectures. As in, I will wake up from my sleep 30mins into the lecture feeling quite energized, but after 2 mins of trying to listen to the lecturer, I fall asleep again!! WHAT THE HELL!??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something against my principles this week. I copied a lab mate's program and submitted it instead of doing it by myself!! And, the worst thing is, IT IS PROGRAMMING LAB!! GOD, what is happening man, arent you supposed to be good at programming?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can school end soon so that I can start catching up with my work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this sem's exam is gonna be BAD...... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8704238-116067048147386651?l=inu-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/116067048147386651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8704238&amp;postID=116067048147386651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116067048147386651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8704238/posts/default/116067048147386651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inu-lover.blogspot.com/2006/10/whats-going-on-man.html' title='Whats going on man..'/><author><name>someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14040879293040826746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/someon3/cute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
