<?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-22763277</id><updated>2011-12-06T14:50:24.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my online manuscript</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>720</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-7474038219904480537</id><published>2011-12-06T14:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T14:50:24.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Part 1 Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTp0fiU3tC0/Tt263tf6KOI/AAAAAAAAEzk/C4SZONZnmrg/s1600/IMG_1010%255B1%255D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTp0fiU3tC0/Tt263tf6KOI/AAAAAAAAEzk/C4SZONZnmrg/s320/IMG_1010%255B1%255D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682903771080435938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wORdyCJ2FbQ/Tt263Pc2NMI/AAAAAAAAEzY/ksGahGIJagg/s1600/IMG_1012%255B1%255D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wORdyCJ2FbQ/Tt263Pc2NMI/AAAAAAAAEzY/ksGahGIJagg/s1600/IMG_1012%255B1%255D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wORdyCJ2FbQ/Tt263Pc2NMI/AAAAAAAAEzY/ksGahGIJagg/s320/IMG_1012%255B1%255D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682903763014530242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with ting @ Little Part 1 Cafe, (4th Dec)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-7474038219904480537?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/7474038219904480537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=7474038219904480537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7474038219904480537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7474038219904480537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-part-1-cafe.html' title='Little Part 1 Cafe'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTp0fiU3tC0/Tt263tf6KOI/AAAAAAAAEzk/C4SZONZnmrg/s72-c/IMG_1010%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-6930706772465616421</id><published>2011-12-04T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T00:35:58.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On sugar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zRqcGnZPO7Q/TtpNHOZViyI/AAAAAAAAEzM/uMqwm6oD65w/s1600/IMG_1005%255B1%255D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zRqcGnZPO7Q/TtpNHOZViyI/AAAAAAAAEzM/uMqwm6oD65w/s320/IMG_1005%255B1%255D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681938666400090914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@ The Cathay's Billy Bombers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;darling boy giving me his brightest but strictly no teeth smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-6930706772465616421?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/6930706772465616421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=6930706772465616421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6930706772465616421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6930706772465616421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-sugar.html' title='On sugar'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zRqcGnZPO7Q/TtpNHOZViyI/AAAAAAAAEzM/uMqwm6oD65w/s72-c/IMG_1005%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-6066898749061782123</id><published>2011-12-02T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T20:18:40.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TrueHearts Thank you Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hmy18jpL3lo/TtjBGYhG_dI/AAAAAAAAEy0/E-v8fGQYTYE/s1600/IMG_0998%255B1%255D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hmy18jpL3lo/TtjBGYhG_dI/AAAAAAAAEy0/E-v8fGQYTYE/s400/IMG_0998%255B1%255D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681503245332577746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@ changi city point today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-6066898749061782123?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/6066898749061782123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=6066898749061782123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6066898749061782123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6066898749061782123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/12/truehearts-thank-you-party.html' title='TrueHearts Thank you Party'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hmy18jpL3lo/TtjBGYhG_dI/AAAAAAAAEy0/E-v8fGQYTYE/s72-c/IMG_0998%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2048060216346119731</id><published>2011-11-29T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T20:00:19.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UiwosxImuUo/TtTJLNOJEtI/AAAAAAAAEyo/nTMcTd9bX8E/s1600/IMG_0983%255B1%255D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UiwosxImuUo/TtTJLNOJEtI/AAAAAAAAEyo/nTMcTd9bX8E/s400/IMG_0983%255B1%255D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680386224385757906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hehe! things i do when i'm bored at course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2048060216346119731?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2048060216346119731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2048060216346119731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2048060216346119731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2048060216346119731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/11/seeing-stars.html' title='Seeing Stars'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UiwosxImuUo/TtTJLNOJEtI/AAAAAAAAEyo/nTMcTd9bX8E/s72-c/IMG_0983%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-3324499426930637939</id><published>2011-11-28T19:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T20:09:02.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ComChest TrueHearts TV SHOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was a good experience i had at the recent comchest truehearts tv show! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;glad that overall things went smoothly..as it's definitely not easy doing an outdoor live telecast filming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;check out the stage! this was taken in the afternoon, when we reported 4 hours before the scheduled 7pm show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gfqj-f6OJNE/TtN23hxah7I/AAAAAAAAEyQ/9GBb85aZhgU/s320/IMG_0974%255B1%255D" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680014251374839730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when the sun started to set.. and the show about to begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xlu_vvqEGYc/TtN2HcaGkaI/AAAAAAAAEyE/JxfNvoa2KAg/s1600/IMG_0975%255B1%255D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xlu_vvqEGYc/TtN2HcaGkaI/AAAAAAAAEyE/JxfNvoa2KAg/s320/IMG_0975%255B1%255D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680013425301164450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the fans did a great job at hyping up the event! xiao gui's fans were the loudesssttt and greatest in numberss. they started waiting for him since the morning!! all these xiao mei meiss (heh and xiao gui is cute in person too! cant believe he's alrdy 28 this yr)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-apgGLtf9_GI/TtN3p4UiOqI/AAAAAAAAEyc/Rp085oJVFcg/s320/IMG_0977%255B1%255D" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680015116421184162" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;luckily i'm on course mon and tues. even though it was fun helping at the event, by the time everything is done and settled, it's 11pm.. :/ weekends are burnt and we are all not properly rested for the upcoming work week. hmmmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-3324499426930637939?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/3324499426930637939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=3324499426930637939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3324499426930637939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3324499426930637939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/11/comchest-truehearts-tv-show.html' title='ComChest TrueHearts TV SHOW'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gfqj-f6OJNE/TtN23hxah7I/AAAAAAAAEyQ/9GBb85aZhgU/s72-c/IMG_0974%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-948618116403972391</id><published>2011-10-01T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T13:00:56.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's my first year alrdy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6RYVx9rJ80c/Toad-CFP_dI/AAAAAAAAEx8/jRz-RTKrWE0/s1600/IMG_0731%255B1%255D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6RYVx9rJ80c/Toad-CFP_dI/AAAAAAAAEx8/jRz-RTKrWE0/s320/IMG_0731%255B1%255D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658383670873947602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what 'd you know? i'm officially more than a year into the workforce alrd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do i say, "Welcome to the rest of my life?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-948618116403972391?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/948618116403972391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=948618116403972391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/948618116403972391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/948618116403972391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-my-first-year-alrdy.html' title='it&apos;s my first year alrdy!'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6RYVx9rJ80c/Toad-CFP_dI/AAAAAAAAEx8/jRz-RTKrWE0/s72-c/IMG_0731%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2788155473617821080</id><published>2011-07-21T10:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T11:03:03.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my cute buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9yJWgDCvpk8/TieV6627UxI/AAAAAAAAEx0/VVePM_nk28c/s1600/IMG_0327.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9yJWgDCvpk8/TieV6627UxI/AAAAAAAAEx0/VVePM_nk28c/s320/IMG_0327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631634698514682642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everyone, pls meet my cute buddy cum neighbour at work! we were taking a short break with some happy food! do you rmb these colourful disk shaped things we used to eat when we were young. we re-discovered them at ghim moh mkt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2788155473617821080?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2788155473617821080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2788155473617821080&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2788155473617821080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2788155473617821080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-cute-buddy.html' title='my cute buddy'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9yJWgDCvpk8/TieV6627UxI/AAAAAAAAEx0/VVePM_nk28c/s72-c/IMG_0327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-4421381184018239544</id><published>2011-06-14T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:46:39.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to manage idiots with low EQ?</title><content type='html'>ugh i think i have more than enough of egoistical morons who NEED to step onto others in order to feel secure. my patience level is tested again and again by such idiots who take pleasure in demeaning much more capable pple than them.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes i think i am capable. CANNOT IS IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-4421381184018239544?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/4421381184018239544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=4421381184018239544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4421381184018239544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4421381184018239544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-to-manage-idiots-with-low-eq.html' title='how to manage idiots with low EQ?'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-1220553855973917024</id><published>2011-06-12T21:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T22:05:02.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgicating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pictures below are taken with my new camera! -Canon Powershot S95! :D these shots are all taken using the nostalgic mode. they supposedly give an old world charm to the pictures :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rh0QFovUlFI/TfTFgRMLprI/AAAAAAAAExc/S-XsHQd5-ZE/s1600/IMG_0016.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rh0QFovUlFI/TfTFgRMLprI/AAAAAAAAExc/S-XsHQd5-ZE/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617331793398834866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-CKTTh0638/TfTEZwTRUwI/AAAAAAAAExU/bjV8xzYaqEE/s1600/IMG_0017.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-CKTTh0638/TfTEZwTRUwI/AAAAAAAAExU/bjV8xzYaqEE/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617330581979353858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9Ll59-qXt0/TfTEZeFI_5I/AAAAAAAAExM/48ZKRv0z7zo/s1600/IMG_0018.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9Ll59-qXt0/TfTEZeFI_5I/AAAAAAAAExM/48ZKRv0z7zo/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617330577088249746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o_RA_eN-DhY/TfTDXU-26TI/AAAAAAAAExE/mdyEYYeEYMQ/s1600/IMG_0025.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o_RA_eN-DhY/TfTDXU-26TI/AAAAAAAAExE/mdyEYYeEYMQ/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617329440774613298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at the waterfront pathway near my house where i took an evening stroll after dinner. Gonna be snapping more and uploading this space w more pictures soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-1220553855973917024?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/1220553855973917024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=1220553855973917024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1220553855973917024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1220553855973917024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/06/nostalgicating.html' title='nostalgicating'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rh0QFovUlFI/TfTFgRMLprI/AAAAAAAAExc/S-XsHQd5-ZE/s72-c/IMG_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-7947852204391320656</id><published>2011-05-22T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T23:02:25.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it has become therapeutic</title><content type='html'>to surf through job portals and surveying where my next possible job could be.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's strangely therapeutic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-7947852204391320656?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/7947852204391320656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=7947852204391320656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7947852204391320656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7947852204391320656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-has-become-therapeutic.html' title='it has become therapeutic'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-8643817927737513238</id><published>2011-04-05T20:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:24:06.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you stood so tall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;opening address by my director before divisional meeting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PMyXJdSWVNc/TZsVI86hRPI/AAAAAAAAEwc/RL51Amx83CU/s400/DSCN5511.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592086605845316850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then very soon, it was games-time! idea was proudly thought of by yours truly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBeF0vt6Ah4/TZsU6wV-XCI/AAAAAAAAEwU/la4rPPUPJ3Y/s1600/DSCN5570.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBeF0vt6Ah4/TZsU6wV-XCI/AAAAAAAAEwU/la4rPPUPJ3Y/s400/DSCN5570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592086361952640034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everyone had a lot of fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPcIcdDUi3c/TZsUTnJR9OI/AAAAAAAAEwM/5CjbtLb5DqU/s1600/DSCN5585.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPcIcdDUi3c/TZsUTnJR9OI/AAAAAAAAEwM/5CjbtLb5DqU/s400/DSCN5585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592085689468581090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why are there so many scissors?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPcIcdDUi3c/TZsUTnJR9OI/AAAAAAAAEwM/5CjbtLb5DqU/s1600/DSCN5585.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uqW72r2rOls/TZsUAEt05JI/AAAAAAAAEwE/KLwNq9zZPjg/s1600/SAM_0847.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uqW72r2rOls/TZsUAEt05JI/AAAAAAAAEwE/KLwNq9zZPjg/s400/SAM_0847.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592085353809110162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my dept had a ribbon - cutting ceremony to welcome my colleagues and my hod who were sitting on another floor previously to join the rest on the same floor. finally reunited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPyLLzTCmx4/TZsTh-Q_pII/AAAAAAAAEv8/0JVlLbBC0dk/s1600/SAM_0852.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4S2CJsc9kAc/TYrHZyU0UBI/AAAAAAAAEv0/N3Vrxkz7D5Q/s400/Picture1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587497533526265874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-1243375509671926898?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/1243375509671926898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=1243375509671926898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1243375509671926898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1243375509671926898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/03/give-hand.html' title='give a hand!'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4S2CJsc9kAc/TYrHZyU0UBI/AAAAAAAAEv0/N3Vrxkz7D5Q/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-1672442445767032886</id><published>2011-03-22T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T21:49:49.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half happy</title><content type='html'>will eating more really makes me happier? i rmb vividly there was this time in JC when I was stressed out over sch work. If i rmb correctly, i had fallen short of my expectations for this particular history test. and my jc friend shared w me her "coping mechanism" -  which was to EAT. and to make sure that i eat A LOT. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it did worked for a while. or to be exact for that day. hmm i guess it's hard to keep up. since i'm not a big eater by nature and when i have to constantly remind myself to not skip meals. sometimes i am just lazy to chew. just the thought of the act - eating makes me tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-1672442445767032886?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/1672442445767032886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=1672442445767032886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1672442445767032886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1672442445767032886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/03/half-happy.html' title='half happy'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2290270999205115070</id><published>2011-03-21T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T23:19:03.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my report card</title><content type='html'>it's been quite a while since I last looked forward to receiving results slip / report card. however, this time round, I anticipated the grades and comments from my hod and dd. i had put in the effort and gone the extra mile at work and i'm glad to receive the grade i got for my confirmation appraisal :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking at the past 6 mths (has it really only been 6 mths?!) it's an emotional rollercoaster in the very beginning mths. i rmb the agony and frustration at having to fit into the office env, team dynamics and then having to handle a big proj within 2 - 3 mths into work. but i love my proj - it's now my baby :) i rmb that it must be every other day that i dreamt abt work for the first 3 mths. a lot of it were nightmares actually. and come to think of it, one..almost came true :/ so maybe i did indeed have a low threshold for taking stress, because so far of the times i've counted, i've cried 3 times over work, work - related matters. (i think it's going to be 3 and counting..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh wells, it's just my "coping" mechanism. so don't judge me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fast forward to today, i'm a senior at work alrd! heh thanks to this newcomer who came in a mth ago. i'm much more zen about things because i've learnt to say no to bosses when the tasks get too complicated. for whatever politics and power struggles, i've more attuned to them and i'm determined to stay gold for as long as possible. but in any case, if all else fails, act bimbo and just smile ;) (hmm, this i actually learnt from the last person i wld actually ever want to learn from)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2290270999205115070?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2290270999205115070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2290270999205115070&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2290270999205115070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2290270999205115070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-report-card.html' title='my report card'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2421384991561731716</id><published>2011-03-13T11:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T11:23:40.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give a Hand Roadshow 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;weekend roadshow (ends today!) at vivo city. for a $2 donation to Community Chest, you get a clapper, a chance to place your palmprint on the biggest canvas ever, a try at the various games stalls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we're trying to collect as many palmprints as possible over these 2 days to set a world record!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otPnQMKPRbE/TXw2kfC66UI/AAAAAAAAEvc/wqZqq5Mwo24/s1600/c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otPnQMKPRbE/TXw2kfC66UI/AAAAAAAAEvc/wqZqq5Mwo24/s400/c3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583397638469511490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in the morning when we just started..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4hhF7PHGUo/TXw2e9vDw0I/AAAAAAAAEvM/VZ91FEkP-20/s1600/c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4hhF7PHGUo/TXw2e9vDw0I/AAAAAAAAEvM/VZ91FEkP-20/s400/c2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583397543628489538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the canvas was all filled up after just 3 hrs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4hhF7PHGUo/TXw2e9vDw0I/AAAAAAAAEvM/VZ91FEkP-20/s1600/c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KSbIHbr7OiM/TXw2vE-qRYI/AAAAAAAAEvk/xIdhqRds6og/s400/c4.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583397820450882946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i sat around to watch random performances from some of our beneficiary groups, budding singers from popFM music school and listening to the jokes from Yes 933 DJs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PG_eEzvJUmg/TXw2kb0KrsI/AAAAAAAAEvU/kUiF3pZdkpU/s400/c1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583397637602324162" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come join us again at the centre stage of Vivo city! More entertainment lined up from Kym Ng and Patricia Mok :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4hhF7PHGUo/TXw2e9vDw0I/AAAAAAAAEvM/VZ91FEkP-20/s1600/c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2421384991561731716?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2421384991561731716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2421384991561731716&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2421384991561731716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2421384991561731716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/03/give-hand-roadshow-2011.html' title='Give a Hand Roadshow 2011'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otPnQMKPRbE/TXw2kfC66UI/AAAAAAAAEvc/wqZqq5Mwo24/s72-c/c3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-1287405364498920022</id><published>2011-02-27T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T15:53:54.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a tooth fairy</title><content type='html'>so that i can miraculously have my upper right wisdom tooth removed and then the growing lower right one all magically disappear without any pain / cost.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i gotta put my fave food, pizza at the side for now. It takes more than an effort to chew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-1287405364498920022?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/1287405364498920022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=1287405364498920022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1287405364498920022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1287405364498920022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-need-tooth-fairy.html' title='i need a tooth fairy'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-5458363314785279893</id><published>2011-02-03T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T23:40:45.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a year of living better?</title><content type='html'>why the question mark at the back, you might ask.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is because i am lost. it's a little hard to move forward without fear or confusion. Do i want to be the reckless kid who runs ahead without caring that much of the consequences or should i thread carefully and mark each step? (but never try, never know right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year, this cny, this birthday which so happen (yet agn) to coincide in the same period gives me no excitement. the routine comes, the routine goes. it's another passing day, when the sun rises and then sets. so they say that a life without passion is meaningless. i know that. we need to feel for something, someone, some idea, some dream -- even if it is silly, impractical, seemingly unachievable. we need to believe in something with a certain amount of devotion. but sad to say, i looked deep inside and i came up with nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-5458363314785279893?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/5458363314785279893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=5458363314785279893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5458363314785279893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5458363314785279893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2011/02/year-of-living-better.html' title='a year of living better?'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2047592180367081510</id><published>2011-01-31T19:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T22:39:43.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stockbrokers with a Heart Campaign Launch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the 2 months long preparation finally came to an end with the official launch of the Stockbrokers with a Heart campaign last fri.. i finally ended my anxiety attack that evening too ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you cant imagine the amt of work to make the 1 hr programme run smoothly.. :/ first there gotta be a lot of leg work done to garner support from the various firms to get their support with the campaign concept. and then it also takes a lot of coordination to finalise a official/auspicious date.. since many of our invited guests are higher management lvl who's always busy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let's not touch too much on the publicity matters ie the backdrop, flash animation and press advert. eeikes i realise i dont like marcomms work! i cant stand having to rmb each and every logo requirements and then wait (im)patiently for the different corporates to give us their input on their logo placement. UGH! but i must say that when the advert finally came out in the straits times, i knew that my hard work has/is going to pay off..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and going on to the actual event day.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;inside UOB Kay Hian Auditorium.. we took a while to get the seat labels done, lightings and sound system all set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUa3t1mBYII/AAAAAAAAEu4/MwbVbZKrzFM/s320/007.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568339987398746242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tokens of appreciation for the VIPs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUa3ts3RuFI/AAAAAAAAEuw/pSpFcnJFmqc/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUa3ts3RuFI/AAAAAAAAEuw/pSpFcnJFmqc/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568339985055201362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;door gifts for all guests attendees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUa3tY33ghI/AAAAAAAAEuo/utvPXLJ8htw/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUa3tY33ghI/AAAAAAAAEuo/utvPXLJ8htw/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568339979688968722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the guests started streaming in at 530pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUa1LlxhBGI/AAAAAAAAEug/Wph2PJeJxuc/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUa1LlxhBGI/AAAAAAAAEug/Wph2PJeJxuc/s320/042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568337200013182050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;finally it's show time! and yes, i was the emcee for that evening and boy! was it an experience because even though i wrote the emcee script..but it went through layer and layers of editing that by right i shd have familarised it before the event..but i simply had no time nor the energy! but i'm glad i did fine and before i knew it.. i had announced the end of the event! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUa1LMBWqnI/AAAAAAAAEuY/E0DN_cWQGso/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUa1LMBWqnI/AAAAAAAAEuY/E0DN_cWQGso/s320/049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568337193100290674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last scene of the flash animation a.k.a launch ceremony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUa1KcwI15I/AAAAAAAAEuQ/G7-ct3BkgT4/s1600/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUa1KcwI15I/AAAAAAAAEuQ/G7-ct3BkgT4/s320/159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568337180411615122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;guests ushered to enjoy the reception :) i chose the menu..hehe so of course i picked whatever i liked.. but i have to say sadly i didnt eat much of it cuz i was still running ard after that. and for some reason, no appetite as of then. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUaurAVYGlI/AAAAAAAAEuI/FTtC94Wd-VM/s1600/183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUaurAVYGlI/AAAAAAAAEuI/FTtC94Wd-VM/s320/183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568330043137464914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUauqoSM9nI/AAAAAAAAEuA/D214ba0no1o/s1600/190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUauqoSM9nI/AAAAAAAAEuA/D214ba0no1o/s320/190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568330036681700978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all smiles for the grp pic at the end of the day :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUaq-galaZI/AAAAAAAAEt4/IaCPImtg1Aw/s1600/202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUaq-galaZI/AAAAAAAAEt4/IaCPImtg1Aw/s320/202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568325980120246674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUaiYodBI8I/AAAAAAAAEto/WWMuV8jFICE/s320/207.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568316533349884866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUaiYOr0EvI/AAAAAAAAEtg/iEBZUpRdIe0/s320/208.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568316526432621298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks for all the congratulatory well wishes from friends and colleagues after the event! i rmb every single one of them and the event really couldn't have been a success if not for their encouragement, advice and labour. my neighbours at work especially when they always pop by or shout over their cubicle to make sure that i am okay and pass me small treats every now and then to keep me going. yay to great neighbours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i'm ready for cny now! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2047592180367081510?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2047592180367081510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TUa3t1mBYII/AAAAAAAAEu4/MwbVbZKrzFM/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-6753094509424680692</id><published>2011-01-18T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T23:00:29.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my job part 2</title><content type='html'>i cant believe i stayed till 930pm today. :| is it only tuesday?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm glad that my office is not spooky even at night.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-6753094509424680692?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/6753094509424680692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-4168345021309512985</id><published>2011-01-16T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T21:28:01.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if time could tick a second slower everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TTLsa_wTGaI/AAAAAAAAEtY/BQ3EwqBSgQc/s1600/i-love-my-job-sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 359px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TTLsa_wTGaI/AAAAAAAAEtY/BQ3EwqBSgQc/s400/i-love-my-job-sign.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562768438290749858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i wish that i can work from home..or at least have my workplace to be a stone's throw away so that i dont waste 2 hrs ++ on transport everyday. this 2 hrs can be used much more productively at clearing my work so that i dont end up in front of my laptop on weekends to write emcee scripts and draft programme outlines for the VIPs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ive just come back from my vietnam trip, but it felt like the holiday was eons ago, when actually it was just slightly more than a week ago, i was battling with scooters to cross the roads. oh wells. it was a bad idea to immediately jump back to work the very next day after i landed. but ive no choice! i need to get back to work before the avalanche of things piles higher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my life is going to be a mad rush for this coming 2 weeks while i prepare for my campaign launch. but..i've to say..i'm amped for my first ever campaign launch! keeping my fingers crossed on this! the dark eye circles and mood swings will be all worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-4168345021309512985?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/4168345021309512985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=4168345021309512985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4168345021309512985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4168345021309512985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;countdown to vietnam: 2 more weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-4147079128510968849?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/4147079128510968849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=4147079128510968849&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4147079128510968849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4147079128510968849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-am-i-doing-when.html' title='what am i doing when..'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2922396294324910929</id><published>2010-12-12T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:10:12.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i could be roped</title><content type='html'>today while i was helping out at my company's roadshow, a colleague from another team "casually" asked me about my work so far. what i like or enjoy about my work etc. but this also entails finding out about my relationship with my team, esp how i feel about the working style of my hod. well..well as they say, the pen is more powerful than the sword. and in this context, can i translate it to &lt;i&gt;words pierce deeper than the blade&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but of course i mentioned good remarks about my hod since i really dont have much of a problem with him. at quite a few occasions, i'm actually secretly glad that he's my hod. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the colleague made it clear that i can consider switching over to her team if i ever needed a change. well, i was flattered of course. and then just at the back of my mind, a random thought flashed across: that idiot better dont piss me off again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2922396294324910929?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2922396294324910929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-3006874769667410842</id><published>2010-12-10T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T23:07:26.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HwH Session that I organised</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TQJA-66QBVI/AAAAAAAAEtM/M1BT9qvTtC0/s1600/DSCN4910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TQJA-66QBVI/AAAAAAAAEtM/M1BT9qvTtC0/s400/DSCN4910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549069140583515474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;an event that i shed tears, got nightmares and went without food for the whole day until it ended. nobody knows. except the closest. how to stop myself from stressing up too much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-3006874769667410842?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/3006874769667410842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=3006874769667410842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3006874769667410842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3006874769667410842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/12/hwh-session-that-i-organised.html' title='HwH Session that I organised'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TQJA-66QBVI/AAAAAAAAEtM/M1BT9qvTtC0/s72-c/DSCN4910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-564687189212728220</id><published>2010-12-03T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T22:49:02.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope this will be the first and last time</title><content type='html'>that i'm going to cry over somebody stupid at work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-564687189212728220?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-4889854900379520630</id><published>2010-11-29T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T20:42:43.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vitamin water❤</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TPOeaRKzJOI/AAAAAAAAEtE/VJeAZr6yO2s/s1600/P1080512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TPOeaRKzJOI/AAAAAAAAEtE/VJeAZr6yO2s/s320/P1080512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544949740345697506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm so glad they finally brought it in! finally! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i really don't see the point of exclusivity that only certain supermarkets get to sell the vitamin water. come on, it's at all convenience stores in the states.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-4889854900379520630?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/4889854900379520630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=4889854900379520630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4889854900379520630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4889854900379520630'/><link 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week or rather since last week was so busy that i think i have to write to the govt to ask for 4 day week instead. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know since i'm a big desperate housewives fan, i almost never ever watch an episode late. every week when it's first aired in the states on mon, i'll be eager to watch it on either tues/weds night latest. BUT THIS WEEK, I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT IT..until today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've to bring some work home because i'm always going in and out of office to make presentations. for the past 2 weeks, i've been going out every single day for presentations. and it was only yest when i was talking to a volunteer that he pointed out that i make about 7-10 presentations each week. !! i'm becoming a presentation machine! i hadnt even realised it myself. suddenly felt that i've come a long way? when i was in school, i would never have imagined that making freq presentations would be part of my job next time, and look where i am now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2206562616455126524?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2206562616455126524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2206562616455126524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2206562616455126524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2206562616455126524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/11/tired-feet.html' title='tired feet'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-8457491931027117615</id><published>2010-11-25T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T20:59:31.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orchard hotel xmas celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was at orchard hotel earlier today when they had kindly hosted luncheon to the kids from AWWA school as part of their thanksgiving festivities. D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here's mr rupert. the GM of orchard hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO5aZnfs8oI/AAAAAAAAEss/xrP3OLiMu0g/s400/IMG_0116.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543467587484840578" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;handing ot xmas goodies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO5bI9g66nI/AAAAAAAAEs0/OzpI9A9Ngc4/s400/IMG_0121%255B1%255D" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543468400849382002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the kids took turns to paste candies(lollipop, gingerbread) onto the goodie house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO5aZEF_6wI/AAAAAAAAEsk/tlu-eIPxqUY/s1600/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO5aZEF_6wI/AAAAAAAAEsk/tlu-eIPxqUY/s400/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543467577981790978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO5aYuOh2NI/AAAAAAAAEsc/cN4wTjbvLRE/s1600/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO5aYuOh2NI/AAAAAAAAEsc/cN4wTjbvLRE/s400/IMG_0113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543467572111988946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO5aYEjJRsI/AAAAAAAAEsU/agi52uCH-Gk/s1600/IMG_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO5aYEjJRsI/AAAAAAAAEsU/agi52uCH-Gk/s400/IMG_0112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543467560924169922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all the candies on the house are REAL ones! hehe one kid started to eat the lollipop first instead of pasting it on the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO5aX-hFTpI/AAAAAAAAEsM/YPH0LwA5AeA/s1600/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO5aX-hFTpI/AAAAAAAAEsM/YPH0LwA5AeA/s1600/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO5aX-hFTpI/AAAAAAAAEsM/YPH0LwA5AeA/s400/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543467559304908434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO5bJUG4y5I/AAAAAAAAEs8/0kkDjsVZoIo/s400/IMG_0125%255B1%255D" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543468406914206610" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the kids were v happy. so were the rest of us. :))) there was this little boy..who kept calling mr rupert "uncle" haha it's so singaporean, i know. the GM was amused..since he's a German. i told him that i think he shd dress up as santa next yr. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-8457491931027117615?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/8457491931027117615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=8457491931027117615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/8457491931027117615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/8457491931027117615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/11/orchard-hotel-xmas-celebration.html' title='orchard hotel xmas celebration'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO5aZnfs8oI/AAAAAAAAEss/xrP3OLiMu0g/s72-c/IMG_0116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-6543939437334558067</id><published>2010-11-24T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T22:31:29.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The DnD Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was a pretty last min decision to go for my co's dnd. primarily because the venue's so far away-jurong bird park! but in any case, still decided to go ahead and make this my first company dnd experience..as well as 2nd time ever at the bird park!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;swee ching helping me with the makeup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO0eY8L5djI/AAAAAAAAEr8/dSB9uojZCHw/s1600/P1080489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO0eY8L5djI/AAAAAAAAEr8/dSB9uojZCHw/s320/P1080489.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543120130184672818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we were transformed into catwomen when night falls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO0d3amDVaI/AAAAAAAAEr0/cqu-thLRh7M/s1600/dnd_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO0d3amDVaI/AAAAAAAAEr0/cqu-thLRh7M/s320/dnd_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543119554231883170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;other super-enthu colleagues!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO0fT-WJRPI/AAAAAAAAEsE/cRWWT7PguUI/s320/dnd_9.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543121144376804594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well i guess overall it was a pretty good experience. my table was one of the 4 tables to win 'best dressed table" ;) not bad considered the outfit and props were all pretty impromptu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i really loved the performance by jackandrai. anyone else heard of them before? they were amazing and kept us all very entertained through the night with their perfect melodies. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here's the link to check them out too :&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/jackandraiTV"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/jackandraiTV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-6543939437334558067?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/6543939437334558067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=6543939437334558067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6543939437334558067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6543939437334558067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/11/dnd-experience.html' title='The DnD Experience'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TO0eY8L5djI/AAAAAAAAEr8/dSB9uojZCHw/s72-c/P1080489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-8076648897080036255</id><published>2010-11-21T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T23:45:58.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what have i left behind?</title><content type='html'>while i was drafting something for work just now, i got distracted and started browsing through the pictures taken in the states. and I REALLY MISS THOSE TIMES. i haven't smiled the brightest ever since. :( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another reason why i was browsing through old pictures was because i was trying to track the size of my left arm. checking for signs of abnormality. okay this sounds sinister. but the story goes because around 2 weeks ago, i had a fall in my bathroom. it's a major ouch really! and then besides the blue-blacks on my butt, knee and left calf, i scrapped my left arm too. AT THE EXACT SPOT ON MY SURGERY SCAR. just my luck! :( and then that got me noticing that there seems to be an ominous lump(agn?) in my left arm. can i say it was a bad deja vu feeling all over agn?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but not to worry friends, it might have been due to the fall/bump, and the lump seems to have gone away. i'm not really sure. but i dont want to pay a visit to the sgh agn. it's bad memories. it's bad enough that i've to go there every other month to make presentations already. not about to increase the freq of my visits there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*will update this space with pics soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-8076648897080036255?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/8076648897080036255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=8076648897080036255&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/8076648897080036255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/8076648897080036255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-have-i-left-behind.html' title='what have i left behind?'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2949370564504172271</id><published>2010-11-07T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T19:41:53.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my brother's enlisting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TNaP6fLaWnI/AAAAAAAAEro/nioNOBRErLM/s1600/P1080454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TNaP6fLaWnI/AAAAAAAAEro/nioNOBRErLM/s320/P1080454.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536771026863151730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my brother's at the last stage of packing. anyway, this picture goes again to show how neat my brother is, whereas I'm completely NOT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2949370564504172271?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2949370564504172271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2949370564504172271&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2949370564504172271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2949370564504172271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-brothers-enlisting.html' title='my brother&apos;s enlisting!'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TNaP6fLaWnI/AAAAAAAAEro/nioNOBRErLM/s72-c/P1080454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-3123201385154232937</id><published>2010-11-07T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:58:55.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five regrets of the dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Five Regrets of the Dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;By Bronnie Ware Platinum Quality Author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I wish I'd had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;life others expected of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This was the most common regret of all. When people realise that their life is almost over and look back clearly on it, it is easy to see how many dreams have gone unfulfilled. Most people have had not honoured even a half of their dreams and had to die knowing that it was due to choices they had made, or not made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It is very important to try and honour at least some of your dreams along the way. From the moment that you lose your health, it is too late. Health brings a freedom very few realise, until they no longer have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I wish I didn't work so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This came from every male patient that I nursed. They missed their children's youth and their partner's companionship. Women also spoke of this regret. But as most were from an older generation, many of the female patients had not been breadwinners. All of the men I nursed deeply regretted spending so much of their lives on the treadmill of a work existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;By simplifying your lifestyle and making conscious choices along the way, it is possible to not need the income that you think you do. And by creating more space in your life, you become happier and more open to new opportunities, ones more suited to your new lifestyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I wish I'd had the courage to express my feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Many people suppressed their feelings in order to keep peace with others. As a result, they settled for a mediocre existence and never became who they were truly capable of becoming. Many developed illnesses relating to the bitterness and resentment they carried as a result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We cannot control the reactions of others. However, although people may initially react when you change the way you are by speaking honestly, in the end it raises the relationship to a whole new and healthier level. Either that or it releases the unhealthy relationship from your life. Either way, you win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Often they would not truly realise the full benefits of old friendsuntil their dying weeks and it was not always possible to track them down. Many had become so caught up in their own lives that they had let golden friendships slip by over the years. There were many deep regrets about not giving friendships the time and effort that they deserved. Everyone misses their friends when they are dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It is common for anyone in a busy lifestyle to let friendships slip.  But when you are faced with your approaching death, the physical details of life fall away. People do want to get their financial affairs in order if possible. But it is not money or status that holds the true importance for them. They want to get things in order more for the benefit of those they love. Usually though, they are too ill and weary to ever manage this task. It is all comes down to love and relationships in the end. That is all that remains in the final weeks, love and relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I wish that I had let myself be happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is a surprisingly common one. Many did not realise until the end that happiness is a choice. They had stayed stuck in old patterns and habits. The so-called 'comfort' of familiarity overflowed into their emotions, as well as their physical lives. Fear of change had them pretending to others, and to their selves, that they were content.  When deep within, they longed to laugh properly and have silliness in their life again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;When you are on your deathbed, what others think of you is a long way from your mind. How wonderful to be able to let go and smile again, long before you are dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Life is a choice. It is YOUR life. Choose consciously, choose wisely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;choose honestly. Choose happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-3123201385154232937?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/3123201385154232937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=3123201385154232937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3123201385154232937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3123201385154232937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/11/five-regrets-of-dying.html' title='Five regrets of the dying'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-76505395474759112</id><published>2010-11-07T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:43:00.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night/Deepavali at Watami</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TNZHs841vFI/AAAAAAAAErg/NCkXO0p7drg/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TNZHs841vFI/AAAAAAAAErg/NCkXO0p7drg/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536691629482949714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we had a good feast on this public holiday. we were very stuffed even though this should have been just a set for 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even though it was a 4 day week, i felt like i had worked long and hard for 5 whole days. the work is great but if only i don't let that _______ get to me with her nagging. i gotta learn to be more meticulous so that she doesnt have a chance to lapse into her lecture EVER AGAIN. heh it's an ambitious thought isn't it. but anyhow, i cant wait for next week to be over before she goes on her 2 weeks annual leave. even though i'll possibly be up to my neck with work because i gotta cover for 2, and then possibly get a shelling from my gancheong spider hod, I AM STILL THRILLED! simply because she's gonna be away! 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TM0MhbcW05I/AAAAAAAAErY/LqlrYZL0Ots/s400/Farewell+Dinner2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534093285550117778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and so we had a farewell dinner cum welcome dinner sometime ago at 313 somerset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but the dinner was .. boring. and this goes the same to the lunch the team had together last friday. simply because all the rest like to talk abt is work..and more work. and then i feel that the rosy picture that they had first painted get a little more tainted each time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but don't get me wrong, I'm beginning to love my job with every passing day. i feel dedicated and committed to the cause that i'm doing now and i hope this feeling of novelty never wears off ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but there's this tiny voice at the back of my head which constantly reminds me that," job is neutral, it's the people which is the variable" i can't agree more. i've learnt at my stint at smg to not be overly trusting and actually in all honesty it sucks to have to keep reminding myself that. i'm not going to become one of those boot-lickers. really. i don't even laugh at my boss' jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2213477569823392488?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2213477569823392488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-8615045959533679129</id><published>2010-10-20T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T21:47:02.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if nobody speaks of remarkable things</title><content type='html'>coming 2 more days and it'll be 1 month into my new job. :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and seriously, i am beginning to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; this job more and more with every passing day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-8615045959533679129?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2814450821516503811</id><published>2010-10-11T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T23:05:25.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont want to sit on the bleachers</title><content type='html'>i got wildly happy when he uttered, "this is very good" when i presented the proposal. i probably have loads of refinement to do but at least the direction is set! i'm going to try even harder next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2814450821516503811?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2814450821516503811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-5210530806866100525</id><published>2010-10-10T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:32:59.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fortune cookie conversations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not everything that is real will necessarily last long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not everything that lasts long is necessarily real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-5210530806866100525?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-7913225868731250994</id><published>2010-10-05T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:53:35.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joyful at mindset shifts</title><content type='html'>i guess i must learn to balance work and leisure. if not the work keeps getting into my leisure and then i dont get any rest at all. reminder to myself: live in the moment! when i'm at it, do it well and learn to laugh at myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-7913225868731250994?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/7913225868731250994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-595404528140205538</id><published>2010-09-27T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T23:17:18.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In this brand new colony</title><content type='html'>whatcha know, 2 more days and it's one week into my new job. suffice to say there's indeed some adjustments to be made..both physically and mentally since it's my first ever office job and then at a statutory body somemore. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as much as i like the privacy that my office cubicle provides, i cant help but think that these cubicles are literally like walls erected to create a certain distance between colleagues. well esp for newcomers like me. even though the ladies in my office shout across the office all the time, these voices stopped short and cannot penetrate into my cubicle. this is a stark contrast to all the jobs that i've previously done when i was mostly up and about, and we interacted with our co-workers 24/7 and all the time during our job. office job indeed has its pros and cons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually i had come to this job with a certain perception that i'll be directly or indirectly embroiled in some office politics. come to think of it, maybe not..because nothing can beat the previous company that i was with in jul.. :| but i have to say that to my surprise, pple in my office so far have been showing me a very warm welcome from the very first day i stepped into the dept. i do not just mean the &lt;i&gt;smiles&lt;/i&gt; or the &lt;i&gt;waves. &lt;/i&gt;but what really took me aback was the very honest and invaluable advice that seniors gave fresh grads like me. it's good to be pre-warned ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay and not to mention that i saw my cute soci tutor working in the same building too! heh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-595404528140205538?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/595404528140205538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=595404528140205538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/595404528140205538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/595404528140205538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-this-brand-new-colony.html' title='In this brand new colony'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-1150743997240378794</id><published>2010-09-15T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:13:43.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get off the inertia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;this is in response to kanyu's msg! yes this space needs a proper update of my life right now!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sigh i've been procrastinating to blog about this piece of news since last thursday simply because i'm lazy..and i've been playing a lot with my iphone( yes iphone 4!) which i also got on the same day. so this piece of good news was mostly shared by msging friends on the new touch screen keypad. it's really pretty cool but it takes a while of getting used to from the keypad method i've been so used to for the past.. 9 years? and then i get myself into dangerous situations ie when crossing the road because i have to fully concentrate on texting. anyway i'l save my iphone stories for another post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the piece of good news is : i got a job!&lt;/b&gt; maybe you can tell i wasnt as excited as when i first got the job at SMG. haha you see the novelty of getting your first ever perm job has worn off. because you know what really comes with having full time job, a perm position. so what's left is.. well of course still a good level of excitement that yay! i passed! you got a sense of satisfaction that you got in over somebody else and that somebody actually has good faith that you will add value to their organisation. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so where's the place i'll be working at? it's the national council of social service and their office is down at buona vista. it's like travelling back to school, except that now i'll be walking to my workplace instead of taking bus 95. kuan wei said that now i have to really go back for netball sessions more regularly since i'm like a ..stone's throw away as compared to those working.. heh we'll see.. i'll be doing partnership marketing for the community chest program, and that mainly includes garnering sponsorships from the corporate workers under the SHARE program. yes i'm excited! rmb my earlier post in april about finding something to do that could be more meaningful than school..?? well i guess this is it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-403795928287764328</id><published>2010-09-15T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T17:54:03.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This reminds me of Ajumma Mina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TJCWsK2PShI/AAAAAAAAErQ/2x5s5rAyzAo/s1600/cat+towel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TJCWsK2PShI/AAAAAAAAErQ/2x5s5rAyzAo/s320/cat+towel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517075229099117074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i really adore this picture. it reminds me of the time when all 3 of us were at krist's house and then in between watching youtube and eating kimchi ramen, mina showed us how to fold the towel into that( above.. kimchi style for koreans when they visit the bathhouses) sadly i forgot how alrd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and anyway look how the colour of the towel matches that of the cat's eyes..and my toe nails too! HA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-403795928287764328?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/403795928287764328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=403795928287764328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/403795928287764328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/403795928287764328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-reminds-me-of-ajumma-mina.html' title='This reminds me of Ajumma Mina'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TJCWsK2PShI/AAAAAAAAErQ/2x5s5rAyzAo/s72-c/cat+towel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-4519637034954038670</id><published>2010-09-12T18:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T19:00:28.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this's a cute one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TIyydg62eeI/AAAAAAAAErI/l9cFOhPx20g/s1600/tumblr_l8f411qJn31qzwaddo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TIyydg62eeI/AAAAAAAAErI/l9cFOhPx20g/s400/tumblr_l8f411qJn31qzwaddo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515979863744739810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-4519637034954038670?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/4519637034954038670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=4519637034954038670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4519637034954038670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4519637034954038670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/09/thiss-cute-one.html' title='this&apos;s a cute one!'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TIyydg62eeI/AAAAAAAAErI/l9cFOhPx20g/s72-c/tumblr_l8f411qJn31qzwaddo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2537558107807985265</id><published>2010-09-12T18:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T18:27:45.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nandos Chicken Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TIyoVFPju1I/AAAAAAAAErA/5QCy8QR-xPY/s1600/nandos1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TIyoVFPju1I/AAAAAAAAErA/5QCy8QR-xPY/s400/nandos1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515968723760167762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think we made the right decision to skip the 1 hour bounded jap buffet to try Nando's Chicken! go check out their v cute website  ;) heh recently i've been eating at some new places which blow my mind off with their perfect cooking. they are good! delicious! yummy! and they leave such lingering taste so strongly etched in my mouth/mind that i wish i can go back right this moment!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2537558107807985265?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2537558107807985265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2537558107807985265&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2537558107807985265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2537558107807985265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/09/nandos-chicken-land.html' title='Nandos Chicken Land'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TIyoVFPju1I/AAAAAAAAErA/5QCy8QR-xPY/s72-c/nandos1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-4250773533958086043</id><published>2010-08-27T11:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T11:09:04.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dad will be amused</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THcqyp28DtI/AAAAAAAAEqw/B2f75zuWBHI/s1600/P1080277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THcqyp28DtI/AAAAAAAAEqw/B2f75zuWBHI/s400/P1080277.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509919718829199058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;kueh tu tu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;erasers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-4250773533958086043?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/4250773533958086043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=4250773533958086043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4250773533958086043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4250773533958086043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-dad-will-be-amused.html' title='my dad will be amused'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THcqyp28DtI/AAAAAAAAEqw/B2f75zuWBHI/s72-c/P1080277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-7908584624111461768</id><published>2010-08-27T10:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T11:01:15.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kite-Flying Festival is Coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THcp98tvjCI/AAAAAAAAEqg/Ee93A_00KpU/s1600/P1080275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THcp98tvjCI/AAAAAAAAEqg/Ee93A_00KpU/s400/P1080275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509918813357837346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THcp-SkNOMI/AAAAAAAAEqo/g1ORVCZdhMw/s400/P1080276.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509918819223419074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-7908584624111461768?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/7908584624111461768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=7908584624111461768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7908584624111461768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7908584624111461768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/08/kite-flying-festival-is-coming.html' title='The Kite-Flying Festival is Coming'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THcp98tvjCI/AAAAAAAAEqg/Ee93A_00KpU/s72-c/P1080275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-5717561179101118734</id><published>2010-08-26T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T11:22:27.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THXahRTw13I/AAAAAAAAEqY/zLBR7kWPBAc/s1600/20100825_kpopnight_sin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THXahRTw13I/AAAAAAAAEqY/zLBR7kWPBAc/s320/20100825_kpopnight_sin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509549984274503538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BIG BANG and SNSD are coming to town for a KPOP concert this &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;23rd Oct! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;it's really quite a superb combi already for this year's concert. the 2 hottest groups are coming..2008's hottest was only the WONDERGIRLS. But this also means that tickets will be selling like hotcakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not sure if it's confirmed yet, but the last i heard from miss lee, tickets price range is still on the reasonable side, so I dont mind paying..hopefully not more than a $100-$150 for this. I wont go beyond that I'll be watching (BIG BANG =5 + 9 SNSD= 14 members) a lot of singers on stage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the big bucks will only be spent if kangta or shinhwa's coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-5717561179101118734?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/5717561179101118734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=5717561179101118734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5717561179101118734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5717561179101118734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/08/can-i-go.html' title='Can I go?'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THXahRTw13I/AAAAAAAAEqY/zLBR7kWPBAc/s72-c/20100825_kpopnight_sin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-6830771261605127941</id><published>2010-08-25T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T20:28:21.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berlin'36</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THUFKzaniBI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/yNLGpxVaKxI/s320/berlin+%2736.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509315402316351506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from this film, i realised that i'm too part of the commercialised movie-goers because i had hoped for the producers to dramatize and sensationalise the plot a bit more. oh wells. the irony of it all. it's based on a true story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's about how the Nazis prohibited jewish high-jumper, Gretel Bergmann( also known as Margaret Bergmann-Lambert) from taking part in the Germany hosted Olympics in 1936 due to their discriminatory laws. But the tricky part comes in when the Americans placed political pressure on the Nazis that Jews cannot be excluded from the event, and yet the Nazis did not want to relent because there's a v high chance that Bergmann would win the Gold medal and this would be humiliating to Nazi's Aryan Race theory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what's the Nazi's plan? besides the threatening and outright displays of racism, this has gotta top it off: send a man disguise as a woman to compete in the high jump event. this was where Marie Ketterler( this's the screen name, the real name is Dora Ratjen) came in. i guess i shant divulge anymore from here. but anyway, Ratjen was found out because several yrs later a passer-by had reported him/her to the police because t&lt;i&gt;he passer-by was shocked to see a man dressed in lady's clothes.&lt;/i&gt; so yeah it was an offence to cross-dressed back then.(pls watch the film or read up on the synopsis online)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i did an extensive google and was surprised to see that Bergmann attended the New York premiere probably in conjunction with the New York Jewish Film Festival. i wld have loved to be there! i could still rmb that time when mingna and i visited the jewish museum at 5th avenue and we gladly crashed one of the children edu tours around the museum. too bad i forget the tour guide's name. he's the one with the kind eyes and got a son who married a korean girl. haha i forgot pretty much the rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway, go watch it! in conjunction with YOG or whatever. though YOG's closing tmw, but no biggie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-6830771261605127941?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/6830771261605127941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=6830771261605127941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6830771261605127941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6830771261605127941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/08/berlin36.html' title='Berlin&apos;36'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THUFKzaniBI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/yNLGpxVaKxI/s72-c/berlin+%2736.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-6574474428358265</id><published>2010-08-23T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T19:19:08.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Universals Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so last monday, seeming, nabing and i went down to universals singapore for the day. thanks to netball junior, xj, we managed to get discounted tickets at $50 each! *secretly laugh at my brother who also went on the same day with his group of friends but paid $66 each. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THJWIKx6gGI/AAAAAAAAEqI/7A7lNbzE8JA/s320/un.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508559992560189538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway i had v terrible eyebags and was really freakking tired in the afternoon because i only slept 2 hours the night before. blame it on the green tea! :(( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THJWHUDMhZI/AAAAAAAAEqA/6V1BN0x2ke4/s1600/jc_clique.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THJWHUDMhZI/AAAAAAAAEqA/6V1BN0x2ke4/s1600/jc_clique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THJWHUDMhZI/AAAAAAAAEqA/6V1BN0x2ke4/s320/jc_clique.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508559977868723602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: normal;"&gt;AND AND! my camera was lost...but then luckily found again the next day because thankfully the restaurant had kept it. i had wanted to upload the pictures on the very day itself, but because when i reached home, i was almost ready to concuss on my bed hence leaving the uploading to the next morning. AND THEN I REALISED THAT MY CAMERA WAS GONE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;made several frantic calls to rws and universals lost n found. had a strong hunch that it might be at the vivo restaurant but because it was still hours before of their opening so i could only wait anxiously for time to pass. LUCKILY MY CAMERA WAS REALLY WITH THEM! *big sigh of relief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my trustee camera to date is 4 and a half years old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-6574474428358265?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/6574474428358265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=6574474428358265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6574474428358265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6574474428358265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/08/universals-fun.html' title='Universals Fun'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/THJWIKx6gGI/AAAAAAAAEqI/7A7lNbzE8JA/s72-c/un.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-151270172363928903</id><published>2010-08-21T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:24:37.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shifting sands of time and dreams</title><content type='html'>i woke up from a weird dream. why has the idea that i am officially out of school for at least a long long time hasnt sunk in yet? you cannot believe that in my dream, i dreamt that i had tutorial balloting woes. i dreamt that i woke up during mid day, took a glance at my new timetable of the semester and realised that i had missed all my lectures. and then it suddenly hit me that i had missed the deadline for tutorial balloting and then i had done absolutely zero planning for whatever slots to take. at that moment, i panicked and exclaimed, " What's happening? I dont want any leftovers!" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i woke up next, and wondered really why i still have BAD DREAMS about school. i hadnt realised i had that much disdain and fear of school. it reminds me of a time, 4 years ago, 3 months after the end of A levels, but i still had a nightmare that i had forgotten to study for my maths paper. it's funny how our minds work, isnt it?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-151270172363928903?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/151270172363928903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=151270172363928903&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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in your body that not even your best friend can sympathize with, but you will find the right film or the right book, and it will understand you. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;annon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-5250590048995438485?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/5250590048995438485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=5250590048995438485&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5250590048995438485'/><link rel='self' 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off snippets of information from websites or brochures. note that i meant this tour is more for the tourists so locals who care to be slightly more adventurous and not stick to the usual food street and smith street, we can definitely discover more gems along the way ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TGvjalDCXbI/AAAAAAAAEp4/MmCLyUCmEn8/s400/c1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506745015151517106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that aside, i did learn some new stuff too; like how brothels distinguish themselves by having red lettered signs. doesn't this picture reminds you more of a haunted house than a brothel? and then we found out that brothels operating in chinatown operate mainly from 12noon to 10pm pretty early closing hrs, isnt it?) due to the clientele they serve. you guys know what i'm talking abt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TGvjaSmYUVI/AAAAAAAAEpw/sTSr2O3bf_s/s1600/P1080196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TGvjaSmYUVI/AAAAAAAAEpw/sTSr2O3bf_s/s400/P1080196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506745010199482706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( as you can see, many many angmohs on this tour) we ended the tour with free tasting of ba gua. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TGvjZ0q_DbI/AAAAAAAAEpo/9ycVH6onbyE/s1600/P1080199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TGvjZ0q_DbI/AAAAAAAAEpo/9ycVH6onbyE/s400/P1080199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506745002165734834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which actually looks like gigantic pizza before cutting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TGvjZfYtLnI/AAAAAAAAEpg/LR9q5EtjS40/s1600/P1080201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TGvjZfYtLnI/AAAAAAAAEpg/LR9q5EtjS40/s400/P1080201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506744996451921522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how they are being barbecued. it was hot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TGvjYxTVDTI/AAAAAAAAEpY/JkR_ypOhrgY/s1600/P1080202.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TGvjYxTVDTI/AAAAAAAAEpY/JkR_ypOhrgY/s1600/P1080202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TGvjYxTVDTI/AAAAAAAAEpY/JkR_ypOhrgY/s400/P1080202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506744984081337650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-4030203280531948363?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TGvjalDCXbI/AAAAAAAAEp4/MmCLyUCmEn8/s72-c/c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-827127517412544689</id><published>2010-08-15T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T12:24:21.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a thoughtful regard</title><content type='html'>i'm glad that i found people who appreciates the effort that i have put in to maintain the friendship. i'm relieved to know that they really listen out of genuine concern and not obligation. they dont mellow down my problems to dismiss them as overexaggerated and i'm overreacting. i know we new friends can soon become old friends too ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-827127517412544689?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-5292277967618004214</id><published>2010-08-15T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T11:44:15.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Noodles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TGdiVSeDFPI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/oZlPsUqDpy0/s1600/g1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TGdiVSeDFPI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/oZlPsUqDpy0/s400/g1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505477187358364914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-5292277967618004214?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-6976927999724167960?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/6976927999724167960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=6976927999724167960&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6976927999724167960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6976927999724167960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/08/national-day-2010-post.html' title='National Day 2010 post'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TF_HDvJpEsI/AAAAAAAAEo4/A7Yeh4kUoEs/s72-c/P1080170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-1178928474098134869</id><published>2010-08-08T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T00:58:44.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this goes without saying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sam always has some good advice for me. n these wise words of his in this recent email shall remain my motto for a long long time. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"pursue your dreams until you cant" .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;yes it's that powerful. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and yesterday he told me that it's true we need a bit of luck in our lives. but luck is not by chance. luck is &lt;b&gt;Labour Under the Correct Knowledge. &lt;/b&gt;how true is that! thanks sam :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i'm v happy that mingna is back in sg! hello dear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-1178928474098134869?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/1178928474098134869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-1781586121805897719</id><published>2010-08-06T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T13:59:51.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Mandarin Gallery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TFukpX9ZB8I/AAAAAAAAEoQ/qZqaMpGDfZg/s1600/P1080159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TFukpX9ZB8I/AAAAAAAAEoQ/qZqaMpGDfZg/s320/P1080159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502172400476293058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this beckons to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-1781586121805897719?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/1781586121805897719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=1781586121805897719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1781586121805897719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1781586121805897719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/08/at-mandarin-gallery.html' title='At the Mandarin Gallery'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TFukpX9ZB8I/AAAAAAAAEoQ/qZqaMpGDfZg/s72-c/P1080159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-4067907817629332524</id><published>2010-08-01T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T11:46:04.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lsc peeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last day came and went just like that yesterday. since it was a saturday, the clinic was much busier than usual so last day passed by amazingly fast. luckily managed to snap a few pictures with the closer ones, but still missing a few others! going back next week again( just for a day) to collect pay and hopefully lunch with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are the lunch break 4/5.. missing angie in the picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TFThHTzHAxI/AAAAAAAAEoA/mtgDF3_YVG8/s320/P1080152.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500268560616194834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kristine my trainer! she was the one who taught me all the theories of eye conditions and lasik surgery procedures. my direct mentor when i was training at the operating theatre dept. guess where she's from? because she is so so fair, every time that patients see her, the mandarin-speaking ones always speak to her in mandarin, but little did they know she's actually from the philippines! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TFThHnjm40I/AAAAAAAAEoI/suSbU9Vb3Xw/s320/P1080153.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500268565919884098" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and finally i want to thank this girl; she's kitty. it's not a nickname but it's really the name that her dad gave her. but whenever pple first heard her name, they tend to misheard it as "siti"and it frustrates her greatly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she's absolutely the best thing that happened to me in my short 1 mth at lsc. she joined the clinic a few days later than me but surprisingly while we were both really fresh trainees, we clicked really well and i must say that she really enlightened me on many work-related matters. ironically her advice was one of the key factors which made me seriously contemplate the idea of resigning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TFThGwbN17I/AAAAAAAAEn4/t15S_GdEwcc/s1600/P1080158.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TFThGwbN17I/AAAAAAAAEn4/t15S_GdEwcc/s1600/P1080158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TFThGwbN17I/AAAAAAAAEn4/t15S_GdEwcc/s320/P1080158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500268551120738226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: normal;"&gt;mixed feelings because she's happy and sad that i'm pursuing smth else, but then she cant go with me because of other personal reasons. really appreciate the keyring that she got for me as a farewell gift. it's going to be my lucky charm!&lt;/span&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/22763277-4067907817629332524?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/4067907817629332524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=4067907817629332524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-4382554514061595252</id><published>2010-07-23T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T22:51:17.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the first of us have started to leave</title><content type='html'>much drama has happened over the short 3 weeks at my first job. besides some occasional outbursts of confrontation between colleagues, the recent episode to add to the upcoming finale would be a theft case 2 days ago.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M was training with me a bit before i went over to the marketing dept. and we got along pretty well but then things suddenly came to an abrupt end when she was terminated because she was caught stealing hps from colleagues. and because she kept denying at first until the management finally gathered enough evidence( 3 theft cases in total), the police was finally called in and things ended on a nasty note. welllss, this was related to me by victim A during one of the idle times when it wasnt so busy at the front desk. i wanted to probe a little more, but then things got busy suddenly and i decided to just leave it as that. she was afterall a friend.. you cant imagine the flurry of activities which happened at the clinic that day where at every corner( the pantry, outside the toilet, at the lift lobby) and at every idling moments, everyone spoke of the same topic and update on the latest updates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then everything blows off as suddenly as it started. new topic today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a side note: i got my acceptance letter of my resignation today!( like finally!) last day on 31st! instead of the 6th aug. my last week is coming sooner than i thought!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-4382554514061595252?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/4382554514061595252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=4382554514061595252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4382554514061595252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4382554514061595252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-of-us-have-started-to-leave.html' title='the first of us have started to leave'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-5027589008305155480</id><published>2010-07-18T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T23:07:49.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mina's back for a jiffy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TEMXnxmtlAI/AAAAAAAAEnw/ABK3Ox5p-0k/s1600/P1080144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TEMXnxmtlAI/AAAAAAAAEnw/ABK3Ox5p-0k/s320/P1080144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495261942420182018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;met up for only less than 3 hrs because i was involved in netballuxion. didnt accompany her for crazy grocery shopping trip :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to sook: aiyah! should have invited u to my grad ceremony. didnt know if u wld be free.. :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to welyon: thanks for the encouragement! prawning agn soon? heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-5027589008305155480?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/5027589008305155480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-1143826539012689613</id><published>2010-07-14T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T02:16:32.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed feelings</title><content type='html'>okay i shall reveal a little bit more abt my sudden and somewhat a little random decision to leave my first job so quickly. haha just fyi, i wasnt the record breaker! ( heard from a perm staff that there were cases where the employee just disappeared after 1day) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, misconception1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was some miscommunication( or what) that i only need to work 5 n a half, and not necessarily on all sats. but the truth is i am required to work full shift on sat and only to claim off days on weekdays(when i exceeded 44 hrs per week) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;misconception 2: this being my first job, i had forgotten to enquire more abt the year end bonus details. sigh. and only to find out that my job position is entitled to NO YEAR END BONUS. because i have commission every mth. but a very very kind perm staff(who's leaving pretty soon too) told me that the commission is not high enough to offset the year end bonus. :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. right to leave or no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today being the 13th day into my job week. i've so far undergone training in 2 departments. i've learnt a lot of theories abt eye conditions, lasik pre-req, surgery procedures, surgery aftercare. got a lot of hands on experience with the eye test machines( they are really fun, and i always look forward to doing eye tests for the patients) and i've also done pop quizes and practical tests set by my trainer and one of the dept's in charge. they can be gruelling at first when i felt inadequate with the new stuff because i had no prior medical background. but all in all, it was really a good learning experience to dabble into another field.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of course i need to mention the growing friendships that i have forged over the 2 weeks with the trainees and some of the perm staff. sighhh not all know( not yet) that i am leaving. i always crinch a little whenever they ask me abt the training stuff and if i know which clinic i will be posted toafter "probation" because i always have to lie and make up smth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess i better tell them soon before they hear it from others. news spread like wild fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to sook: &lt;i&gt;hmm although nametag states marketing, it's actually &lt;b&gt;sales and marketing and front desk..and it's service line..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-1143826539012689613?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/1143826539012689613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=1143826539012689613&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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my resignation. what a fun july this month is going to be!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;job hunting will have to start again soon :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-6984162236838886954?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/6984162236838886954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=6984162236838886954&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6984162236838886954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6984162236838886954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/07/never-love-wild-thing.html' title='never love a wild thing'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-7871399673505362621</id><published>2010-07-03T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T23:49:37.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep walks 9 to 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TC85jVx_c0I/AAAAAAAAEno/uzUjo2lbxV4/s1600/P1080094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TC85jVx_c0I/AAAAAAAAEno/uzUjo2lbxV4/s320/P1080094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489669750092952386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trainee uniform for 1st 3 weeks - scrub nurse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;felt a little like i had just enrolled myself into nursing school. my friend joked that it seems that i've taken an nus sci gem on optometry. while i was still in school, never had i thought that i would be learning all the medical  and technical aspects of lasik surgery, how to prepare medication pack, WRITE MC, standard procedures of gowning the patients for surgery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new found respect for the nurses. they really do stop the doctors from killing you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i kinda wished that my working hours is a v boring 9 to 5. but my start work time fluctuates from 9 to 1030, and this subsequently affects my end work time too. i'm working full day on sat too, so if u guys happen to be in town, call me for lunch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway, for those who are confused, i'm not really a nurse. i'm doing marketing for eye clinic but they require all new staff to undergo training in the operating theatre and  optometry department for 3 weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I HAVE A LOT OF MEMORISING TO DO THIS WEEKEND! :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-7871399673505362621?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/7871399673505362621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=7871399673505362621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7871399673505362621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7871399673505362621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/07/sleep-walks-9-to-5.html' title='sleep walks 9 to 5'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TC85jVx_c0I/AAAAAAAAEno/uzUjo2lbxV4/s72-c/P1080094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-3614482132440903192</id><published>2010-07-01T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T21:56:27.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how's my new nametag looking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TCycj3m_1SI/AAAAAAAAEng/QDStfKuge-s/s1600/P1080092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TCycj3m_1SI/AAAAAAAAEng/QDStfKuge-s/s320/P1080092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488934185894663458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you to those who remembered and wished me good luck for my first day and asked how it all went :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-3614482132440903192?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/3614482132440903192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=3614482132440903192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3614482132440903192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3614482132440903192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/07/hows-my-new-nametag-looking.html' title='how&apos;s my new nametag looking?'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TCycj3m_1SI/AAAAAAAAEng/QDStfKuge-s/s72-c/P1080092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-7391967502666480735</id><published>2010-06-29T18:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T19:02:13.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>building up to graduation day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sudden burst of excitement when i headed back to school to collect my graduation dress and other misc alumni stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my grad dress! imagine me in this and not the lion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TCnNGg_grjI/AAAAAAAAEnY/3Pk_R0lpG80/s320/P1080083.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488143132746886706" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;past year's grad bears/lion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TCnNFz5HKOI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/4ioRrHiailQ/s1600/P1080084.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TCnNFz5HKOI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/4ioRrHiailQ/s1600/P1080084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TCnNFz5HKOI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/4ioRrHiailQ/s320/P1080084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488143120640452834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: normal;"&gt;at first i had opted for renting of the gown but in the end i had to purchase it because they ran out of the rental ones. so apparently, they ran out of the rented ones( in size XS and S), but gowns for purchase are still in stock. should not have panicked the other time when i almost missed the deadline to place order for rental online since they now claimed that order online still equal to no reservations. WHAT A SYSTEM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there were several other booths selling graduation plaques, graduation bears and also graduation photos. can u believe that my jc eye candy(who's now in ntu btw) was also one of the promoters for grad photography AND HE PROMOTED HIS STUFF TO ME. HAHAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nabing kept going &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ahem ahem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;..HMMMM but anyway he didnt recognise me and neither did i want to ask if he was from ajc or whatever. MOVED ON ALRDY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway am currently having a kick out of reading the alumni magazine. it's a little like those yearbook which we always have in the past, just that this one includes mostly stories by past or current graduants. esp like reading the ans to qns like, " what's your disaster module" and comments on the shuttle bus and central forum. some are really funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-7391967502666480735?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/7391967502666480735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=7391967502666480735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7391967502666480735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7391967502666480735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/06/building-up-to-graduation-day.html' title='building up to graduation day'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TCnNGg_grjI/AAAAAAAAEnY/3Pk_R0lpG80/s72-c/P1080083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2457381908323955955</id><published>2010-06-29T13:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T13:17:36.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kimchi drama( Beating Heart)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Synopsis( Beating Heart):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Do you remember the most exciting moment in your life that made your heart race?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Here is a story of a family. You will witness the six most exciting and crucial moments in their lives, which you can experience as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Created by six writers and six producers, this drama portrays the six different stories of a family. It shows how different points of view influence the characters, their behavior and the story itself. This drama has the characteristics of a reality show. It tells us that the life itself can be interpreted in various ways depending on from where you’re looking at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_drama_Beating_Heart.php#synopsis" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;hancinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i watched only ep 1 and 2 because fave shinhwa member, dongwanie stars in them. ep 1 was easily available on a fansite, but ep 2 was such a bitch to find! but yet the short story spans over 2 eps, so it's a must to continue! sought help over a million other fansites( yays! love the online community!) and then when i finally was able to watch, it was in KOREAN with NO SUBS. major UGH! in order to figure out how to combine the subs with the video downloaded, google became my next best friend where i searched extensively on .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;smil, srt files. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;they can drive me crazy really. but the best part was in the end, i still gave up. decided to just watch the video in korean and then read the subs( available on another file) separately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;what a way to learn korean huh! hopes that MINA can fly over right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/22763277-2457381908323955955?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2457381908323955955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2457381908323955955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2457381908323955955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2457381908323955955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/06/kimchi-drama.html' title='Kimchi drama( Beating Heart)'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-4831780069957297450</id><published>2010-06-26T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T00:35:12.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to come to terms with ageing</title><content type='html'>they dont think that i look like a student anymore. &lt;div&gt;their first question now would be " so where are you working at?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-4831780069957297450?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/4831780069957297450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=4831780069957297450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4831780069957297450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4831780069957297450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-to-come-to-terms-with-ageing.html' title='how to come to terms with ageing'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-5537738517905503195</id><published>2010-06-25T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T00:57:33.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>salty sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today i very much appreciated the great invention of a fork-lift. uGH! so tiring to load and unload 42 cartons of drinks manually. the other workers at the factories must have thought that we were weird to drive a toyota corolla for collection. -.-  as a result we had to make multiple trips back to school from the clementi factory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saw some graduates who went back to pick up their graduation gowns too. my turn next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;luckily we had a good dinner down at old airport road since our last collection point was at kallang netball centre. NICE PRAWN MEE, NICE CHICKEN WINGS, NICE STINGRAY, NICE FISH SOUP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;suddenly feel very awake even though while i was on the way home from tuition just now, i thought i would crash right after showering. my p5 boy just told me he sleeps at 830pm on school nights! my earliest bedtime was 10! and of course now is 3am. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tmw's another collection day! but this time by myself.. hope the load will be manageable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-5537738517905503195?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/5537738517905503195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=5537738517905503195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5537738517905503195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5537738517905503195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/06/salty-sweet.html' title='salty sweet'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-4150063927636004886</id><published>2010-06-17T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T00:59:24.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Galileo Japanese Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TBj_5t4GmAI/AAAAAAAAEnI/IdcolyEbY60/s1600/Galileo_Japanese_Drama.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TBj_5t4GmAI/AAAAAAAAEnI/IdcolyEbY60/s400/Galileo_Japanese_Drama.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483413913356113922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i usually dont watch japanese drama but i especially love this one and even loaded the movie special because i love how the 2 pair up to solve mysterious cases and seemingly supernatural ones. all can be explained by science! but of course before science saves the day, a lot of cases are labelled as supernatural phenomenons. and you know the deal about them: it's spooky. fyi, i was really spooked by one episode and from then on decided to watch the rest of the drama only in the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but anyhow, give it a try! there's the drama itself( only 11 eps) and the movie( called suspect X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;and how can i forget that i told my sister guides, miss chua and miss lee too! haha i guess it's just like how i forget dubai's in the middle east and not india! okay i admit i really suck at this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;and ky! got gossip to share la! come online soonnn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-4150063927636004886?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/4150063927636004886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=4150063927636004886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4150063927636004886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4150063927636004886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/06/galileo-japanese-drama.html' title='Galileo Japanese Drama'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/TBj_5t4GmAI/AAAAAAAAEnI/IdcolyEbY60/s72-c/Galileo_Japanese_Drama.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-7274454579407816860</id><published>2010-06-15T09:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T09:40:45.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whole new world awaits</title><content type='html'>yays! yesterday was my lucky day because i am officially declaring my job-hunting process to be over! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it just happened suddenly and i was thrilled. called yen and krist while i was on the way back and msned james n yy when i reached home. a whole new world awaits! (probably starting in july!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-7274454579407816860?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/7274454579407816860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=7274454579407816860&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7274454579407816860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7274454579407816860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/06/whole-new-world-awaits.html' title='whole new world awaits'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-6320798704351805321</id><published>2010-06-09T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:26:20.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kids crack me up</title><content type='html'>recently picked up 2 new primary school kids for tuition, and they really do say the funniest things. sigh! i miss don!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my primary 5 boy who lives at hougang apparently has never heard of punggol before, and commented, "teacher, the place you stay at sounds like off Singapore"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my primary 6 girl is very sweet and very very softspoken. but i still heard her gasp when i stepped into her room for the first time. apparently, she thought i was only sec4. HAHAHA :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-6320798704351805321?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/6320798704351805321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=6320798704351805321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6320798704351805321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6320798704351805321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/06/kids-crack-me-up.html' title='kids crack me up'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-3575179529365475353</id><published>2010-06-07T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:26:19.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have u suffered a memory loss?</title><content type='html'>sigh this is how i feel whenever i meet up with this friend of mine. we dont meet up very often( we used to while i was in year 1 and 2), but lately it's half a year or even slightly longer gap. however, we still chat a little occasionally. but what leaves me feeling disappointed and also puzzled was the fact that he doesnt seem to remember the stories that he had shared or the stuff that we had did AT ALL. it's really weird. every meeting with him, we'll start off with a blank slate( at least to him) and then we come off with a blank slate in the end. he repeats stories that he told me and asks me all the questions that i am sure i've mentioned to him not once but many times before. but all these times, i kept quiet.. out of courtesy mainly. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-3575179529365475353?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/3575179529365475353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=3575179529365475353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3575179529365475353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3575179529365475353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/06/have-u-suffered-memory-loss.html' title='have u suffered a memory loss?'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-8388948425620829152</id><published>2010-05-31T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T11:47:39.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;finally after the downward trend that my cap was going after 3 years, the final sem shows a reverse! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was pleasantly surprised at some of the modules because i had barely finish the papers but got the decent grades for them. but of course i was also disappointed this one module which previously i had no qualms or whatsoever about, got me a B- instead. UGH! couldnt figure out where i had gone wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i had passed all my modules; i've really graduated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-8388948425620829152?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/8388948425620829152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=8388948425620829152&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/8388948425620829152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/8388948425620829152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/05/exam-results.html' title='exam results'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-7645540498263911739</id><published>2010-05-30T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T00:23:19.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FlashForward: Future Shock</title><content type='html'>D-Day is finally here. I just finished the season finale for my fave american show( after desperate housewives and harper's) it's such a massive cliffhanger really. sigh because there's news/rumours that ABC is cancelling flashforward because of poor ratings. SIGH! why?! even heroes get 4 seasons! which unfortunately i gave up somewhere between the 3rd and the 4th season because they kept introducing new but to me irrelevant characters which complicates the story too much.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really hope there will be a sequel to this. because the clues they left hanging to the latest flashforward future are really not enough to piece the whole puzzle together. so help me join the save flashforward group on fb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-7645540498263911739?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/7645540498263911739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=7645540498263911739&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7645540498263911739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7645540498263911739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/05/flashforward-future-shock.html' title='FlashForward: Future Shock'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2900771232246131280</id><published>2010-05-29T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T13:55:21.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trapped lives of expectations</title><content type='html'>as we grow up, we deny ourselves a lot. for fear of failure, fear of being irresponsible to ourselves and others, fear of being labelled and seen by others as what we hope not to appear as. that was really me 6-7 years back. and this whole process of denial also means we start losing who we are, as we change our minds and actions to do the things that we feel should be associated with our future selves. we start to restrict what we like into what we think we should like. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the greatest dream for people like myself( or rather my old self) who lived in trapped lives of expectations is to want to live life desperately the way we think we would otherwise live. i try not to think about the "what ifs" because it's really quite pointless sometimes. why is it that right now, we are often seen as stable and don't handle change very well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to live it free of the words and comments of others that may turn around to define who we are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2900771232246131280?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2900771232246131280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2900771232246131280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2900771232246131280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2900771232246131280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/05/trapped-lives-of-expectations.html' title='trapped lives of expectations'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-235369063344648977</id><published>2010-05-20T23:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T01:00:15.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this week happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pushing daisies moments: fruit tarty desserts at raffles city shopping centre. &lt;i&gt;kanyu, when you're back, this is yet another place that we have to try!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_VertmJNUI/AAAAAAAAEnA/0R5VY-CiL-E/s400/P1080032.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473385027205674306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;finally went down to marina bay sands to have a look. but it's not worth it at all! it's such a long walk from cityhall. i would prefer renting bicycles to better enjoy the view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_Vd19wmJpI/AAAAAAAAEm4/0ZxawNwCFK0/s1600/P1080034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_Vd19wmJpI/AAAAAAAAEm4/0ZxawNwCFK0/s400/P1080034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473384103831545490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;many of the shops are still not opened, but this one is and yen got a nice wallet from there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_Vd19wmJpI/AAAAAAAAEm4/0ZxawNwCFK0/s1600/P1080034.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_Vc6kVPCeI/AAAAAAAAEmw/YPHYyw7HFmM/s1600/P1080040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_Vc6kVPCeI/AAAAAAAAEmw/YPHYyw7HFmM/s400/P1080040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473383083393616354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fwoc 07 pals finally met up! missing xt though. =( gosh, how time flies! we knew each other from kr hall orientation when we were all freshies, and i rmb going to classes with jon and how the 4 of us used to go out for supper from time to time while we were all in hall together and now i've graduated while the rest continue their last year in uni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;coincidentally 3 of us were in pink tt day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_VbBVzg4SI/AAAAAAAAEmY/D8-ymi78rRA/s1600/fwoc+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_VbBVzg4SI/AAAAAAAAEmY/D8-ymi78rRA/s400/fwoc+07.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473381000729911586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;minds cafe's tiki topple game! it's supposedly a mind strategy game but in the end, we got lazy and devised our own luck strategy way of playing instead! it's v fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_VZ4G1DReI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/YpYMPMAg538/s1600/tiki+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_VZ4G1DReI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/YpYMPMAg538/s400/tiki+game.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473379742579377634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the biggest happening of this week: brother's graduation from temasek poly! this might be a little random, but on that day, i felt that my brother has grown into a fine young man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_VZ4G1DReI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/YpYMPMAg538/s1600/tiki+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_VZ4G1DReI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/YpYMPMAg538/s1600/tiki+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_VbBn2lBAI/AAAAAAAAEmg/wykJOot4U8s/s400/P5190016.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473381005574603778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;family picture =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_Vb-RUiyCI/AAAAAAAAEmo/6eGA3SDq83M/s400/P5190024.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473382047498291234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;weds: interview with travel company&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thurs: interview with conference company&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fri: kite flying and mj session &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;updates again soon.. i'm getting lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-235369063344648977?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/235369063344648977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=235369063344648977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/235369063344648977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/235369063344648977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-week-happenings.html' title='this week happenings'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S_VertmJNUI/AAAAAAAAEnA/0R5VY-CiL-E/s72-c/P1080032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-910651399265094680</id><published>2010-05-11T15:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T16:17:16.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good times great yesterdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in the blink of an eye, i'm now enjoying my holidays, sleeping in till noon and then idling till evening time to head out. things are slowing down for a bit. no rush, no fuss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S-kKJmyNgWI/AAAAAAAAEl4/KvVgulD23SQ/s1600/P1080019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S-kKJmyNgWI/AAAAAAAAEl4/KvVgulD23SQ/s320/P1080019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469914382564426082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S-kKKBeNanI/AAAAAAAAEmA/xyjSdP9SmS4/s320/P1080020.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469914389728291442" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to add on to the growing wishlist, here's another item: camera. my current one is getting old and rusty and takes low quality pics now. or is it that everyone else's cameras have all grown more professional that mine pales in comparison. sigh the pictures here are testimony to that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S-kN9whm4SI/AAAAAAAAEmI/mrdK16aUYg0/s320/P1080023+copy.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469918577067221282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one year ago, all of us were either in the states already or on our way there. time flies. one year has passed since we first stepped onto american soil and have our lives forever changed. =) one year on, we still talked about the island's happenings and travel adventures like they all just happened yesterday. sweet! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-910651399265094680?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/910651399265094680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=910651399265094680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/910651399265094680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/910651399265094680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-times-great-yesterdays.html' title='good times great yesterdays'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S-kKJmyNgWI/AAAAAAAAEl4/KvVgulD23SQ/s72-c/P1080019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-6748534056460343263</id><published>2010-05-06T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T20:52:44.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>graduating..</title><content type='html'>yeah, in a minute!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm finally done with my last last LAST paper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;initially i thought this afternoon will be a peaceful one for me to catch some 40 winks, but i guess i was meant to spend the day OUTSIDE but still comfortably in other people's houses. =D &lt;i&gt;sigh i was locked out!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my SOS calls to miss lee and yy werent picked up in time, but luckily seeming did! REALLY THANKFUL! because she had something on later in the evening, she still kindly let me seek refuge at her place for a little bit. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then later i hop over to yy's house after seeming had to leave for her stuff. auntie lee was kind to offer me dinner too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;phew! unimaginably grateful for friends like these. THANK YOU FRIENDS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-6748534056460343263?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/6748534056460343263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=6748534056460343263&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6748534056460343263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6748534056460343263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/05/graduating.html' title='graduating..'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-5275097149764808719</id><published>2010-04-28T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:20:32.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>voices above and beyond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's a little strange to have everyone and anyone want and need my voice WHEN I AM NURSING A BAD THROAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was the "voice" for this mute couple who wanted to order their dinner from the jap/korean stall(new fave stall) at punggol plaza. and so i acted as the "voice" between their hand gesturing and the food vendor. not that i wasn't happy to help, in fact i was thankful that my going to be non-existent state of a voice managed to croak quite audibly for the vendor to hear. i was worried for a while that should my voice fail, the couple might misunderstood that i didn't want to help them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wednesday(today)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seemingly yet another day whereby i shouldn't need my voice since i have 2 papers today. but then during my morning paper, my prof had to come talk to me. -.- i would be more than happy to entertain her on any other day, BUT WHY TODAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then on my way to my evening paper, an uncle who sat next to me in the train started to ask me questions. his voice reminded me of my money n banking prof of 2 years ago. HAHA the conversation went like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uncle: you are very updated with the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me: ( browsing through data on china's economy) oh it's for my studies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uncle: oh are you from nus? econs? 3rd year? final year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then &lt;b&gt;THE QUESTION OF THE DAY CAME;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;uncle: so in your opinion, what do you think needs to be done to sustain the world economy today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me: ( &lt;b&gt;momentarily panic mode&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;PERSONAL PRIDE AND NUS'S PRESTIGE AT STAKE HERE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;) oh i think there needs to be a change to the credit lending system to sustain the world economy of today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to tell u the truth, i was relieved when he nodded his head and wished me good luck for my paper before getting off the next station. first time talking about economics outside of class! =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i need my voice to come back soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-5275097149764808719?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/5275097149764808719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=5275097149764808719&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5275097149764808719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5275097149764808719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/04/voices-above-and-beyond.html' title='voices above and beyond'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-5660021105038787258</id><published>2010-04-24T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T23:35:23.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too late for melodies, too early for tragedies</title><content type='html'>i think i caught something bad. ever since wed, i've been falling in and out of fever, and the worst part is( to a girl or to me at least), my skin allergies are back! i've been very much depressed over this because other than applying the prescribed cream, i'm totally clueless as to what could have been the cause of this ugly rash. oh my, how did it get so bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-5660021105038787258?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/5660021105038787258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=5660021105038787258&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5660021105038787258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5660021105038787258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/04/too-late-for-melodies-too-early-for.html' title='too late for melodies, too early for tragedies'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-8694134513689183368</id><published>2010-04-23T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T17:31:32.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary of a reformed elitist- taken from friend's facebook notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;I AM as Rafflesian/Raffles Girls' School (RGS)/'elite' as they come. My father was a Raffles Institution boy; I went through Raffles Girls' Primary School (RGPS), RGS, then Raffles Junior College, then on to the National University of Singapore, boarding at Raffles Hall. My sisters went through much the same route. My little girls are in RGPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognise the syndrome Ms Sandra Leong talks about ('Scoring high in grades but not in values', last Saturday). I live it, breathe it. Most of my friends are like me, graduates. Most of us live in landed property, condominiums or minimally, executive condos or five-room flats. None of us talks about making ends meet, or how we must turn down medical treatment for our aged parents because we cannot find the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will add to her essay: that those traits, that aura is not unique to RGS girls. It resonates within a social group, and its aspirants, the well educated or well endowed. I hang out with so many, I have stories by the barrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My doctor friend, non-RGS and one would even say anti-RGS, was shocked when she found out how many As I got in my A levels, since I opted to do an arts degree. In her words, 'I thought all arts people were dumb, that is why they go to arts'. Her own family boasts only doctors and lawyers - she said they would never contemplate any other profession - and by implication, all other professions are below those two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A church-mate who lived in a landed property in District 10 - definitely not an RGS girl, and I venture to guess, not even a graduate - once, in all sincerity and innocence, prayed for all those who had to take public transport and live in HDB flats, for God to give them strength to bear these trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Another friend, also non-RGS and a non-graduate, shudders when she recounts the few months she lived in an HDB flat. And that was a five-room flat. Imagine the culture shock if she had lived in a three-room flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to meet people who never visit hawker centres, who wonder why the poor people do not work harder to help themselves, who fret if their children do not get into the Gifted Education Programme (reserved for the top 1 per cent of nine-year-olds).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pattern repeats itself in the next generation. When my 11-year-old had to go on a 'race' around Singapore, using only public transport, the teacher asked for a show of hands on how many had never taken public transport (bus and MRT) before. In a class of 30, five raised their hands. I think if the teacher had asked for those who had taken public transport fewer than 10 times in their young lives, the number would have more than doubled or tripled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us live in ivory towers. I know I did. I used to think Singapore was pretty much 'it' all - a fantastic meritocracy that allowed an 'HDB child' from a non-graduate family to make it. I boasted about our efficiency - 'you can emerge from your plane and be out in 10 minutes' - and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not that I thought little of the rest of the world or other people; it was that I was so ensconced in my cocoon, I just thought little of anything outside my own zone. 'Snow? Yes, nice.' 'Starvation in Ethiopia? Donate $50.' The wonders of the world we lived in, the sufferings and joys of those who shared this earth were just academic knowledge to me, voraciously devoured for my essays or to hold intelligent conversations at dinner parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I lived in China for seven years. I looked on in amazement as the skinny tree trunk in front of my yard blossomed and bore pomegranates when spring thawed the ground. And marvelled at the lands that spread east, west, north and south of me as we drove and drove and drove, and never ended. I became friends and fans of colleagues and other Chinese nationals, whom so many Singapore friends had warned me to be wary of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised it was not the world and other people who were limited in their intellect, in their determination, in their resourcefulness; it was me and my world views which were limited. I also know full well that if I had stayed in Singapore, in my cushy job, comfortable in my Bukit Timah home, I would have remained the same - self-sufficient. I had always believed that if I put my mind to it, I could achieve anything. For example, I used to look at sick people and root: 'Fight with all your willpower, and you will recover.' And when they did not, I'd think they had failed themselves. I, like Ms Leong, believed 'mental dexterity equated strength of character and virtue'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those years in China taught me terrible lessons on loneliness. I learnt that money (an expatriate pay package) and brains (suitcases of books) did not make me happier than my maid who cycled home to her family every night in minus 20 deg C on icy roads to a dinner of rice and vegetables. The past few years, I have known devastating loss and grief so deep I woke up in the morning and wondered how the sun could still shine and people could go on with their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so perhaps I have learnt the humility I lacked. Humility about how small I am in the whole schema of things. About how helpless I truly stand, with my intellect in my hands, with my million-dollar roof over my head. To remember, in the darkest valleys of my journey, it was not Ayn Rand or other Booker list authors who lifted me, but the phone calls, the kindness of strangers, that made each day a little less bleak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps finally, to really see other people, and understand - not deflect, nor reflect their anger and viewpoints, but see their shyness, pain, struggles, joys. Just because I was 'fortunate enough' to have trawled the bottom levels. And perhaps that is the antidote to the oft unwitting elitism so many of us carry with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim Soek Tien (Ms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Straits Times Forum Letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-8694134513689183368?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/8694134513689183368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=8694134513689183368&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/8694134513689183368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/8694134513689183368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/04/diary-of-reformed-elitist-taken-from.html' title='Diary of a reformed elitist- taken from friend&apos;s facebook notes'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-7072982401208162113</id><published>2010-04-20T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T21:37:48.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isn't it good to have globe-trotting friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the past week I've received postcards from dear miss chua and ming na!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;miss chua sent me a postcard from krakow, poland! she said that she thought of me because she just visited the death camp at Auschwitz. haha and i "visited" it too..recently..from the movies. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the postcard from ming na is of an old train station at taipei. i'm guessing because it's not spelled out clearly on the postcard. thank you ming na for your encouragement for me to really work v hard for my final exams! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-7072982401208162113?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/7072982401208162113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=7072982401208162113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7072982401208162113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7072982401208162113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/04/isnt-it-good-to-have-globe-trotting.html' title='isn&apos;t it good to have globe-trotting friends?'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-1735680718205298925</id><published>2010-04-17T13:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T13:42:57.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that I'm older</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, i'm ready to leave school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S8lGSwhFd3I/AAAAAAAAElQ/w2pjvlfVuQk/s1600/P1080012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S8lGSwhFd3I/AAAAAAAAElQ/w2pjvlfVuQk/s320/P1080012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460973311238698866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S8lGSwhFd3I/AAAAAAAAElQ/w2pjvlfVuQk/s1600/P1080012.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S8lHHKAwFQI/AAAAAAAAElo/vab83BlNH_8/s200/P1080008.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460974211435599106" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S8lHHmU3wSI/AAAAAAAAElw/6AB-7XVw57A/s200/P1080009.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460974219036180770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S8lGTXegl9I/AAAAAAAAElY/7gHjYtWNAh8/s320/P1080011.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460973321696876498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S8lGT8KqE7I/AAAAAAAAElg/XHHvxRRSbPE/s320/P1080010.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460973331545723826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S8lFfuL54FI/AAAAAAAAElI/hcWVlDod_Og/s1600/P1080007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S8lFfuL54FI/AAAAAAAAElI/hcWVlDod_Og/s200/P1080007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460972434439659602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S8lFfLzAu9I/AAAAAAAAElA/wa53y-KPeG4/s200/P1080006.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460972425208445906" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last day came and went, almost like it's just another school day. I'll blog more come commencement day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-1735680718205298925?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/1735680718205298925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=1735680718205298925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1735680718205298925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1735680718205298925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/04/now-that-im-older.html' title='Now that I&apos;m older'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S8lGSwhFd3I/AAAAAAAAElQ/w2pjvlfVuQk/s72-c/P1080012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-1356922758774060564</id><published>2010-04-08T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T13:55:52.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the last one comes</title><content type='html'>This is how it happens. &lt;div&gt;last week i handed up my last individual research essay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week i attended my last tutorial in my whole undergrad life. technically it's not the last but the next 2 tutorial sessions I am attending are presentation slots. so essentially, this is the last time i'd ever sit in a classroom setting, in chairs being tutored and asked for opinions. i'm glad it was a sociology tutorial which ended things on such a nice note. I'll definitely miss sociology tutorials and i'm grateful for all the wonderful tutors that i had for the past 3 years who had provoked my thinking on all kinds of social problems and taken for granted aspects of daily life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next week, or actually it's tomorrow( hmm things are not finalised), i will give my last presentation and listen to what others have to say about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;definitely happening on the following week, i'm going to hand up my last ever group report, and then be on exams mode on the way till the 6th may.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is this happening too fast? a little, but already i've got the feeling that my academic career is coming to an end when the busy period for deadlines of this and that was over last week. I know i  had just 3 weeks left( now down to 2) to look at piles and piles of papers and books, and then forever move on to something else beyond school. honestly, it's going to feel weird in the beginning. you know, having a new title under your name, where you can no longer conveniently get away from responsibilities and expectations under the title of "a student". well, hopefully, it's going to be exciting, finding something to do next, something that could be more purposeful than school? we'll see about that ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-1356922758774060564?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/1356922758774060564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=1356922758774060564&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1356922758774060564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1356922758774060564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-last-one-comes.html' title='When the last one comes'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-5787935015045311036</id><published>2010-04-07T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T19:36:01.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ffffound 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S7xtENWuqWI/AAAAAAAAEko/pjrZ0dTnudQ/s1600/1c461e34c9f6eb569b8d545d0b818d217a21ca6b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S7xtENWuqWI/AAAAAAAAEko/pjrZ0dTnudQ/s320/1c461e34c9f6eb569b8d545d0b818d217a21ca6b_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457356767538096482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;random musing amidst doing up my project on china economy. ugh second crunch season has begun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-5787935015045311036?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/5787935015045311036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=5787935015045311036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5787935015045311036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5787935015045311036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/04/ffffound-1.html' title='ffffound 1'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S7xtENWuqWI/AAAAAAAAEko/pjrZ0dTnudQ/s72-c/1c461e34c9f6eb569b8d545d0b818d217a21ca6b_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-533259234302074445</id><published>2010-04-04T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T01:38:01.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can finally blog about this</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;JAMES IS BACK!  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though only till next sat. =/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i almost had a heart attack when weiqi and him springed the surprise on me on tuesday. =D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-533259234302074445?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/533259234302074445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=533259234302074445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/533259234302074445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/533259234302074445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-can-finally-blog-about-this.html' title='i can finally blog about this'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-3286362752537262100</id><published>2010-03-31T19:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:14:22.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一寸光阴一寸金</title><content type='html'>the first crunch of this semester is thankfully over. luckily i have a little bit of a breathing space before the next crunch comes along( i'm not meaning the exams here), a few more projects submissions and i'm off to prepare for the final exams i'm (probably) going to sit for my entire life. exciting stuff!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had a little bit of a nervous breakdown past sunday. or rather it's monday 2am when i was overwhelmed with helplessness over my medical sociology essay. had never such a serious and abrupt case of writer's block ever. after which i sobbed uncontrollably over the phone with yen as my headache mounted higher and higher.. ugh! but yes, it was definitely a good idea to talk to best friend and much more a sociology student to shed light on a sociology essay mess. (yes, i know what to do if i top the class... $500!)  don't worry guys, it's a 2am essay woes syndrome which just happened to hit me that fateful night. &lt;i&gt;a point to note( this is for james): never tell a person in distress to "just make the best out of it"&lt;b&gt; BAD MOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in any case, i've submitted my essay and working on some last final touches on another essay due in a few hours' time. economics this time round. hmmm it should be easier ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S7M41ZHD4dI/AAAAAAAAEkg/I7OCtdEKibE/s320/tumblr_kztuaf71Rk1qamc7ho1_500.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454766063600525778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;motto till the end of this semester; approximately 26 days to my first paper of my final semester!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-3286362752537262100?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/3286362752537262100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=3286362752537262100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3286362752537262100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3286362752537262100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='一寸光阴一寸金'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S7M41ZHD4dI/AAAAAAAAEkg/I7OCtdEKibE/s72-c/tumblr_kztuaf71Rk1qamc7ho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-4545131936293611078</id><published>2010-03-27T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T12:37:15.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's catching up</title><content type='html'>yest was my first sponsor meeting of the year, which turned out not that bad in the end. since that place is somewhat between chinatown and clarke quay.. gothere.sg even mentioned alighting at outram.. well you get the idea.. i happened to pass by thong chai medical hall( i think the historic site), ministry of manpower( in which i saw a crowd of abt 40 migrant workers gathering outside yelling abt smth) and lastly the subordinate courts.( didn't see any tv crew outside though)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was a little apprehensive when i first stepped into the meeting place. it was at the gym itself where practically half of it was a boxing ring. some guys were practicing kick boxing alrdy. and then the person-in-charge whom i'm meeting has his whole left arm filled with tattoos. it was a good experience anyhow and it was surprisingly short! initially i thought that i had to rush back to school to hand up my project and attend a tutorial. but everything worked out nicely and i even met miss lee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second sponsor meeting on mon! but this time round with kw too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-4545131936293611078?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/4545131936293611078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=4545131936293611078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4545131936293611078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/4545131936293611078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-catching-up.html' title='it&apos;s catching up'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2353369343245067772</id><published>2010-03-25T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:27:57.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spam messages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;does anyone of you get this too? It's been 2 days in a row already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hi! This is your daily 859 alert! 8:59am is coming up, snap your pic and send it to photos@project859.com"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is not the funny part. the message has to end off with-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did you know that all porcupines float in water?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA. where did that come from?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to kanyu: haha it's almost impossible that i wake up anymore earlier than I already do! i have to wake up at 730 for my 10am lesson. =(( very bad! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to miss chua: YAYS! chua can cook now! HAHA. we don't have to order pizzas already!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2353369343245067772?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2353369343245067772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2353369343245067772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2353369343245067772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2353369343245067772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/03/spam-messages.html' title='spam messages'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-6687544983110743198</id><published>2010-03-24T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T19:19:25.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's crunch time</title><content type='html'>today it hit me while i was gobbling down my cake and taking huge gulps of my milo this question of, " do i eat to live" or "do i live to eat" it should be the latter right, but how come i can't even afford to give myself 15 minutes to enjoy breakfast? i do not want to read the papers while i am eating. maybe i like to find out about how a new invention is going to become mass technology very soon so i no longer have to sweep/mop my own floor, or i like to read about how michael jackson's doctor is suspected of delaying cpr to MJ because he wants to "hide evidences?" you know but the truth is i do not like to find out over breakfast that millions have been killed in a natural disaster, how the world is REALLY COMING TO AN END, or read about politicians' childish games of "show-offs"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;must the race already start once i open my eyes? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i blame myself for not having the courage to pursue something else. i dare not be deviant in this society of ours. i've been too well socialised if that's how you call it. but sometimes i act out. I skipped lectures and tutorials so that I can regain some sanity.. for what? so that i can have enough energy again to get back into the rat race. FREAK. it's sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these 2 weeks is definitely crunch time for me when I have 1 project due this friday( okay luckily done), 800 word online assignment due this sun, 2 2000 word essays due next weds and then 1 presentation next friday. upcoming next wld be a 15 page project, group blog post submission, 1000 word individual assignment and lastly 1 more presentation to end off my last semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-6687544983110743198?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/6687544983110743198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=6687544983110743198&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6687544983110743198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/6687544983110743198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-crunch-time.html' title='it&apos;s crunch time'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2331002331106537275</id><published>2010-03-21T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T19:43:35.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my name is charmaine, what's yours?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S6YEow06rGI/AAAAAAAAEkY/Eh7_lhEKZV8/s1600-h/P1080002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S6YEow06rGI/AAAAAAAAEkY/Eh7_lhEKZV8/s320/P1080002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451049497326693474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there! this was my nametag which i nv fail to pin on my uniform during the days when i was in Activities at Mission point. well except for my very first day of work that is. luckily my dorm was just next to the gift shop and alex was okay with me running back to get it. what a way to start off my first few minutes of work! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yest during the march babies birthday dinner, people keep calling my &lt;i&gt;so-called new &lt;/i&gt;name. HAHA. nvm, you guys pls continue to call me xuemin, xmin or xm! charmaine is used for work purposes because people can never get my chinese name right the first time round! soo.. charmaine is really just a name for convenience. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2331002331106537275?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2331002331106537275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2331002331106537275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2331002331106537275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2331002331106537275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-name-is-charmaine-whats-yours.html' title='my name is charmaine, what&apos;s yours?'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S6YEow06rGI/AAAAAAAAEkY/Eh7_lhEKZV8/s72-c/P1080002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-3460765213636658333</id><published>2010-03-17T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:53:19.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you got your fix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what do i like to do these days? new hobby: stalk my prof on facebook. i think the nus econs society must have heard my stalkish desires and decided to interview him for the nus economist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S6CtxCxQfvI/AAAAAAAAEkQ/5J_3XbFj15s/s320/Picture1.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449546607186968306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nus-ens.com/articles_March_issue.htm"&gt;http://www.nus-ens.com/articles_March_issue.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think he might remember me as the one who always visits his pet on pet society&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-3460765213636658333?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/3460765213636658333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=3460765213636658333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3460765213636658333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/3460765213636658333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-got-your-fix.html' title='you got your fix'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S6CtxCxQfvI/AAAAAAAAEkQ/5J_3XbFj15s/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-1396317276244780622</id><published>2010-03-16T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T18:49:31.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed off</title><content type='html'>i do not have any problems from my hair to toes. get that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to kian vi: pls email me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:whimsical_swing@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;whimsical_swing@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; regarding anything abt work n travel USA. will be happy to share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-1396317276244780622?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/1396317276244780622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=1396317276244780622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1396317276244780622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/1396317276244780622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/03/pissed-off.html' title='Pissed off'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-8778615329310411817</id><published>2010-03-12T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T19:44:04.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOROSCOPES</title><content type='html'>sometimes you can't help but think.. is it really all written in the stars?&lt;div&gt;well in that case, i'm labelled as eccentric, whimsical and somewhat temperamental, such that nobody can really guess what i am thinking of. i care a lot about how others view me and pride myself for (trying) being different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7itRxsfDiS4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7itRxsfDiS4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-8778615329310411817?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/8778615329310411817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=8778615329310411817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/8778615329310411817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/8778615329310411817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/03/horoscopes.html' title='HOROSCOPES'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2338614263620602983</id><published>2010-03-07T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:20:03.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In another space</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you &lt;b&gt;MISS CHUA&lt;/b&gt; for the lovely postcard all the way from Russia! i hope you had your mittens, gloves and RUSSIAN HAT on for first thought of RUSSIA is that IT'S VERY VERY COLD. ( look at the first picture) my father is eyeing the russian stamps on the postcard! He's jealous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S5NoVuiko3I/AAAAAAAAEkA/3v2oVZJ1sZw/s1600-h/P1070385.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S5NoVuiko3I/AAAAAAAAEkA/3v2oVZJ1sZw/s1600-h/P1070385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S5NoVuiko3I/AAAAAAAAEkA/3v2oVZJ1sZw/s400/P1070385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445811096900641650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: normal;"&gt;and yesterday was yitling's wedding! it's like the day is FINALLY HERE! we have been talking abt it from last year ever since we first got news that we are invited. (pictures are up on facebook!) i took over ks's role as the official photographer. sook brought her camera too but i think only she can use her camera without breaking into fits of laughter!( cannon has powerful face detector function!) it's really v funny! just one year past our 21st and here we are attending wedding dinners together! HOHOHO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it might be the case for some too, but personally i'm very afraid of chinese dinners having steamed fish. because for 99.9&amp;amp; of the time, i have my dad with me to fish out the bones and leave only the meat on my plate. the prev time at prom, we had james and weiling to help us with it. luckily yesterday, the meritus staff and yy( who took over james) did it. I MISS JAMES. though he's everywhere.( everytime when something funny happens that is)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S5NoVuiko3I/AAAAAAAAEkA/3v2oVZJ1sZw/s1600-h/P1070385.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S5NoVuiko3I/AAAAAAAAEkA/3v2oVZJ1sZw/s1600-h/P1070385.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S5NoWPvkEEI/AAAAAAAAEkI/gQdjNxInYTU/s400/P1070376.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445811105813499970" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was complaining to sook that as of now, i have NOTHING to look forward to. except essays deadlines and finals. it's depressing, really. =/ and SOOK WAS THE BEST! " okay la, i get married next!" HAHAHA =))) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2338614263620602983?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2338614263620602983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2338614263620602983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2338614263620602983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2338614263620602983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-another-space.html' title='In another space'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S5NoVuiko3I/AAAAAAAAEkA/3v2oVZJ1sZw/s72-c/P1070385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2002002842591581757</id><published>2010-03-06T13:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T13:23:11.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick Carter compliments BIG BANG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S5HmVWPHkcI/AAAAAAAAEj4/7Dt1BfDQiVc/s1600-h/20100305_bsbnick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S5HmVWPHkcI/AAAAAAAAEj4/7Dt1BfDQiVc/s400/20100305_bsbnick.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445386678888272322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;news credit to allkpop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(17, 17, 17); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Nick Carter&lt;/strong&gt; answered:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0.786em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0.786em; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;“Ah, out of Korean artists, I know a group called Big Bang. Whether it’s their music or fashion style, all of it seems very cool and charismatic. Especially, leader G-Dragon’s fashion sense and style, I think it’s sensational.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YAY! FAVE BOY BANDS =D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2002002842591581757?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2002002842591581757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2002002842591581757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2002002842591581757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2002002842591581757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/03/nick-carter-compliments-big-bang.html' title='Nick Carter compliments BIG BANG'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S5HmVWPHkcI/AAAAAAAAEj4/7Dt1BfDQiVc/s72-c/20100305_bsbnick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-5897779585678344335</id><published>2010-03-05T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T00:30:16.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keeps me searching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a reminder that i need to be sleeping early/earlier; yesterday i accidentally woke my dad up from his sleep because i went into the master's bedroom to get smth and he asked," why are you up so early today?" and then i replied," I haven't slept yet." damn. it was 3 in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so it's been like this for quite some time already..meaning my cells haven't been regenerating. HORRORS! =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyways, regarding the interviews, i didn't go for the 2nd round. well it's kinda a long story but anyway, i don't think that was what I was looking for! better luck next time! though i want to thank joyce for sending me an sms to wish me luck and raymond for very kindly sending me his resume and notes on resume writing! thanks for cheering me on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-5897779585678344335?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/5897779585678344335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=5897779585678344335&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5897779585678344335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5897779585678344335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/03/keeps-me-searching.html' title='keeps me searching'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-5535897720143023290</id><published>2010-03-02T17:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:08:31.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which band can still stay around for 17 years?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S4zesn7bHwI/AAAAAAAAEjw/XmqzwzJA4-A/s1600-h/this-is-us-backstreet-boys-bsb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S4zesn7bHwI/AAAAAAAAEjw/XmqzwzJA4-A/s400/this-is-us-backstreet-boys-bsb1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443970907797921538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was very surprised too when AJ thanked all of us, the "sticky fans" who continued to stuck around for &lt;b&gt;17 years&lt;/b&gt; to support the backstreet boys! GOSH! how time flies! it hadn't occurred to me that 17 years had just flew by like that! I don't think I've been a fan for that long.. haha but long enough; I first listened to their music when I was 12, so that makes me a decade long.. but counting fan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;been listening to all their past hits ever since the concert on sunday. AND WATCHING ALL THE VID CLIPS which caleb had recorded during the concert! looking at the pictures and videos which were taken to remind myself that I WAS REALLY THERE! [people, you can msn me if you will like to watch too!] I WANT TO BE THERE AGAIN NEXT YEAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wonder how the boys do it but in their early-mid 30s( nick carter is already 30 years old this year), to still hold the stage and dance as if they first debut. i find it really scary if they continue to hold a concert 10 years down the road.. how would it be like for us, sticky fans to watch them from below? GEEZ. it's scary, come to think of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-5535897720143023290?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/5535897720143023290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=5535897720143023290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5535897720143023290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/5535897720143023290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/03/which-band-can-still-stay-around-for-17.html' title='Which band can still stay around for 17 years?'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S4zesn7bHwI/AAAAAAAAEjw/XmqzwzJA4-A/s72-c/this-is-us-backstreet-boys-bsb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-2686724414212374196</id><published>2010-02-27T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:49:21.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>genius is genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm listening to prof lee's development economics webcast and he made a comment abt students who continue with masters or phd programme after they graduate: phd stands for permanent head damage, so actually some of you should leave after 3 years in NUS. no need to study so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;really? he must have understood some of our agony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i can't believe he actually used the word," suckers" to refer to yet to be nus/ntu/smu undergrads who ask seniors from the respective schools on what's good abt their schools. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha i like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;countdown to bsb concert: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;1 DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-2686724414212374196?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/2686724414212374196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=2686724414212374196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2686724414212374196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/2686724414212374196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/02/genius-is-genius.html' title='genius is genius'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-7248845911485349560</id><published>2010-02-26T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:55:02.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST JOB INTERVIEW</title><content type='html'>much drama happened today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;technically i was supposed to go for an interview with SMG but then due to a mistake on my part, it turns out to be synergy instead. i can't believe my hearing sometimes. i don't want to join any financial company so essentially, i left in 5 minutes flat. didn't manage to buy KOI bubble tea too. =/ so it's really a wasted trip down to toa payoh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT the good news was that I received a phonecall from eden cube marketing just when i was on the way to toa payoh. JUST NICE. hence since i'm already out in my office wear and heels, i might as well head down for the interview at clarke quay! i quickly asked kristine for help to find out more abt the company and after a quick lunch at the central, i went down for my first ever proper job interview!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i find it a little bit weird to be paired up with a 30 smth year old individual who already had 9 years of experience with the army and now with another electronics company for the interview. super weird that i started off introducing myself as "Hi, i am 22 years old..studying in NUS" O.o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i've just received news that i'm shortlisted for the&lt;b&gt; 2nd round of interview&lt;/b&gt; the coming MON! this is all happening too fast! and then i have my midterm on that same monday too! sigh. i couldn't rejoice very much in this piece of happy news because i had a major dizzy spell attack once i reached home in the afternoon. VERY CRAPPY. I even vomited twice. SUPER CRAPPY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;countdown to the bsb concert: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 DAYs! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;yays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-7248845911485349560?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/7248845911485349560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=7248845911485349560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7248845911485349560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/7248845911485349560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-job-interview.html' title='FIRST JOB INTERVIEW'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22763277.post-8878158335469974213</id><published>2010-02-23T19:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T19:36:02.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM V LAZY NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;before i go on to explain the title, i want to wish my &lt;b&gt;BEST TRAVELLING MATE&lt;/b&gt;, Miss Rainbow a happy exchange over in Taiwan! how time flies! just last year in May, 2 of us went on the Great USA adventure together! I wish very much to join you too, but there's always next time! &lt;i&gt;VEGAS, BABY! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S4O3EGP8RCI/AAAAAAAAEjo/VuWCNmNEbrA/s400/P1070316.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441394055818527778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Headed back to school with Mingna's NUS friends. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;talking about school, i NEED TO STOP BEING LAZY and BE A GOOD STUDENT FOR THE LAST 2 MTHS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you know how i dreaded going back to school yesterday because of the morning class, and then guess what, I only stayed awake 5 seconds after my alarm sounded at 730am. I guess it was more than enough time for me to decide that TODAY's NOT GOING TO BE A GOOD DAY FOR SCHOOL, so I promptly went back to sleep. attempted to wake up again 2 hours later to head to lecture( after missing a tutorial), but then I slept through and by the time i am fully awake, half of my lecture has already started.. so NO SCHOOL and thus NO MONDAY BLUES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;suppose to have netball bibs washing duty today too, but then i am lazy to stay till 9pm so then i got someone else to cover for me and asked my dad to pick me up in school when i ended class. &lt;b&gt;DIE, I AM REALLY V LAZY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;countdown to bsb concert: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;5 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;very happy that Vy is going too! i really hope we can bump into each other at suntec this sunday!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22763277-8878158335469974213?l=wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/feeds/8878158335469974213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22763277&amp;postID=8878158335469974213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/8878158335469974213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22763277/posts/default/8878158335469974213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wimps-n-fancies.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-v-lazy-now.html' title='I AM V LAZY NOW'/><author><name>scandal, she wrote</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052591033983093883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A9pu1FM45MU/S4O3EGP8RCI/AAAAAAAAEjo/VuWCNmNEbrA/s72-c/P1070316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
